THE HEIR

THE HEIR
BOYS ADVENTURE'S


The boys are now in a district. Handsome faces with upright posture, their height is 180cm, some even touch 190cm. Making everyone look at them with admiration.


""Son's brother, this is the toy train that you were looking for yesterday!" exciting Rasya.


They went into a shop that sold antiques. Sean was a toy hunter a long time ago.


"Hello sir, welcome to our shop!" greet the salesman kindly.


"Ah, can I see that?" point Sean at a toy train.


The salesman took the toy.


"Your choice is very observant, sir. It was the world's first miniature railway" explained the salesman.


Sean nodded, the teenager put back the miniature. He was not interested.


"This what?" calvin asked pointing at a miniature carriage that collided with one and the other. The miniature is placed in glass.


"It was the biggest train accident in Indonesia, which has killed 139 passengers" the clerk replied.


"Railway accident in Indonesia?" ask Rasya.


"Before a while, this shopkeeper who knows that history," replied the salesman.


Before long a man in his eighties came to them. The man asked everyone to sit down.


"Dean, close the shop. We will serve our guests to be comfortable" the old man said.


Dean closed the shop. Gomesh, Budiman and Gio are stalking the panicked teenagers. They hit that door.


"Open up before I break down!" yell Budiman slap.


The door opened, Budiman, Gomesh and Gio walked in and saw the children sitting on mats with plenty of food and drink.


The sighs of Budiman and Gomesh as well Gio sounded clear. While all the teenagers were staring at them with innocent eyes.


"Prophe, Papa Gom, Papa Gio sit here!" exclaimed Kean with a big smile.


Finally, the three men sat down with the children. The old man chuckled seeing their fierce gazes at him.


"Easy son .. your children were okay with me!" said soothing.


"So you want to know the story of the accident experienced by these two trains?" all the teenagers were enthusiastic.


"All right,"


The man took a long breath. Then he started telling stories.


"On October 19, 1987, two trains collided in Bintaro. An accident that claimed hundreds of lives and also heavy and minor injuries" he said.


"Accidents happen only because of trivial problems. Internal miscommunication of the station. The Bintaro tragedy occurred in the crowded passenger hours around 07.00 WIB. KA 225 Rangkas Bitung - Jakarta Kota carries 1,887 passengers, which is said to exceed the maximum density of 200 percent of train capacity. The condition of the implementation of the train policy at that time among passengers can still meet the locomotive and the roof of the carriage," he continued. "In the meantime, KA 220 Tanah Abang - Merak is still within the normal capacity limit, which is 72.6 percent or about 478 passengers who sit in the passenger seat respectively."


(source. detikedu.com).


The teenagers listened carefully. As if it were late in the story. The old man told me how just because he wasn't focused on working.


"The train travels at a maximum speed of 120km/h. There was a train whistle, one of the drivers tried to brake and many passengers jumped from the train!"


All holding their breath, they were waiting for the sound of two large objects colliding with each other.


"Blam!" shock the old man.


All jumped in shock, only three adult men casually heard the story. The teenagers stroked their chests in shock.


"As for the sound of the bomb, the tremors reached hundreds of meters.156 victims died on the spot and 300 others were injured" the man continued.


"The dead were mostly crushed by the iron of a dented train, some were even still alive but died while trying to be saved" the man finished telling his story.


"This miniature is not for sale" said the man again and got disappointed from the teenagers, especially Sean.


"Why is it not for sale?" tanyakanya.


"Do you really want this thing?" Sean nodded enthusiastically.


The man thought for a long time, then the thing was finally in Sean's hands. At a price that was quite expensive, the teenager was happy to be amazing.


Everyone left the store. The old man looked at his staff in annoyance.


"Sorry sir, they want to knock down the store. Instead of us dying silly, I'd better open it!" the store clerk defended himself.


The old man stared at the cups and dishes that were still full of their contents. The teenagers did not touch a single bit of the food and drink.


"Dump it all!" teetah annoyed.


"Are we moving again, sir?" ask the salesman.


"You think?" ask the man again.


"This is the first time we've had so many casualties, but it failed because of the three men!" the old man was sniffed.


Kriet's! The door opened, a figure with a million charms entered the room. Old man swallows rough salivary.


"Hello Russell Snake!"


"BlackAngel?" sahut the man with a pale face.


"What do you need?" his tan thickened his courage.


"Do you know who came?" virgou asked, taking off his glasses.


The man pulled a gun from behind his shirt and pointed it right at the old man's head. The RussellSnake is one of those old mobsters who are eyeing young kids to train as cold-blooded killers.


The man injects a poison that can make people lose empathy, love and high hallucinations. This old man named Robby White was once very feared in the mafia world. Robby's business runs out as a result of district D destroyed by a police ambush.


"What are you doing!" sentak bancuniaga then want to pull out the gun.


Sleb! There was a loud roar from the man's mouth. Virgou shot him in the leg. Virgou's weapon is wearing a silencer.


"You know what it's like to deal with BlackAngel?" virgou asked with a cynical smile.


Robby knelt down, he really did not know who had come to his store.


"They're my kids RussellSnake!" virgou stared at Robby.


"Really sir, I don't know!"


Before long twenty men dressed in black came in and transported the two men. Moving in silence, the shop was closed forever.


"Sir, we found twenty young men being brainwashed!" report Denis.


"Urus and obati. Track their parents!" tell the man.


Two men bowed respectfully. Virgou let out a long sigh, lucky that he assigned Gomesh, Budiman and Gio to follow those information-hungry teenagers.


"It's time to be with them and tell them what they want to know!" break up that guy with a million charms.


Virgou is back wearing his sunglasses. The man followed the steps of the teenagers who now entered a store again.


"Why did they go to this area anyway!" lamented Virgou annoyed.


Satrio, Kean, Calvin, Sean, Al, Daud, Dimas, Affhan and Dewa are the black market districts. The man was afraid that later all the teenagers would get a human sold.


"Satrio doesn't know what place this is?" complained again.


Yet again Virgou let out a long sigh. The man always assigns Satrio to the headquarters and takes care of the internal matters. It is rare to assign an exit such as taking over the sale of illegal weapons or drugs.


Virgou runs towards the shop that all the teenagers are visiting. He was also upset with the three men who followed all the teenagers.


"Babies!" call him.


Everyone looked at them with their innocent looks. The three men who were with them looked embarrassed.


"Daddy .. Why are so many girls here not wearing clothes?" point Rasya at a naked woman curling at a pole.


"That's not a Baby Race chick!" sahut Satrio's.


"That's tenacious climbing pole!" continued.


seriated.


Ah .. next?