Mafia Story Return of a Useless Child
Eps.17 Resistance

...Happy Reading's...

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Tonight Alisya was unable to sleep, her mind was fixed on the incident earlier this afternoon.

Flashbacks.

"May also." The middle-aged man, was watching Alisya from toe to head, with a gaze that made Alisya uncomfortable.

Alisya shuddered in disdain, looking at the perverted gazes of the two people who were his uncle's guests.

"Well, all your debts I'll take for granted, if she's going to marry my son."

Alisya's eyes immediately glared, in disbelief, her body immediately reacted, in fact, her brain seemed slow to think, upon hearing the p**rontal words of the middle-aged man in front of her.

What did that guy say just now? inner Alisya was confused.

His eyes turned to look at a man who had been his guardian, for almost ten years now. Frowning, when he saw the excited face of the uncle.

"You know, he's gonna marry your son, sir!" Bima said excitedly.

"What is this, Om?" Alisya looked at everyone in the room in turn. He needs an explanation now.

"You must marry Mr. Arnold's son, to repay all the debts your father left behind."

Speech from the uncle, made Alisya's body stiffen again.

"I mean Om, what?" Alisya asked with a confused and surprised face.

"Your father died leaving behind a lot of debt, all this time I've been trying to pay it off. But, it turned out that it could not, so now you have to pay off your father's debt, by marrying Mr. Arnold's son," explained Bima with patience.

Though all that was just a lie, in his heart Bima continued to curse with vows to Alisya, because many asked.

"But I have a lot of assets, Om. We sell it first, to pay off Dad's debt" Alisya proposed.

She does not want to marry a completely unknown person, after all, she is still very young, Alisya still wants to work and meet her friends in the office. He had never even thought of getting married.

"The debt your father left behind is so great, we can't pay it off just by selling assets!" Bima's voice had started to rise.

"We'll talk about this later, now you're in the room!" bima's orders, when he realized that, there was still Mr. Arnold and his son.

Alisya immediately stood up, and ran towards her room, without saying goodbye first. He could not believe that his father had such a large debt.

During this time his uncle never talked about the debt of the father, even he could see for himself, how the Bima family lifestyle after both parents died.

Now, however, why would he suddenly have to pay the debt? Alisa is crying in the room. Thinking, how was his fate going forward?

Flashback off

Elsewhere, Agra was on his way home. Driving his own favorite sports car, without any supervision from anyone.

He did not like if there are people who follow him, Agra prefers to live freely without having to be escorted by his men.

Although he knew that Andrew was not staying silent, he sent a shadow bodyguard who always followed him from afar.

However, all that he let on, as long as they were not too conspicuous and close to him.

Agra moved cautiously, when the corner of his eye saw a suspicious movement, from one of the cars behind him. Uphold his body, with the grip of the hand that is getting tighter on the steering wheel of the car.

The night was getting late, until the streets were very quiet. There are only a few vehicles that are still visible and passing on the streets around there.

A Van can be seen approaching and trying to align the speed of his car, with the car driven by the man who is the chairman of the Balck Eagle.

Agra is increasingly driving the pace of its vehicles, trying to find a place that is not too crowded. While the car behind it, trying to continue to pursue the speed of Agra sports car, which drove very fast.

For him, facing danger was a game he often did. Dealing with criminals from the thug class to the mafia that is already powerful enough, he has experienced, making him not surprised by the current events.

If you only have to deal with a few bullies, it's a trivial problem for him.

A little while later, he had already reached one of the quiet and dark little streets, Agra stopped his car in a tilted position, covering almost all areas of the road.

Smiling obliquely, when he saw the car that followed him seemed to be speeding quite fast towards him.

"Not yet to give up?" he muttered, with a dismissive smile.

Incidentally, he has not been exercising for a long time, maybe this can be a stretch of his muscles. That's how the inner Agra monologues.

Agra got out of the car, he stood leaning against the body of the car. His hands were embroidered in front of his chest, staring intently at the car that had stopped several meters in front of him.

Apparently, five large men wearing all-black clothes got out of the car.

"What do you want?" agra asked, with her sharp eyes looking at everyone before her.

"We want your life!" shouted one of the men who was in the middle of them. It seemed like he was the head of the four of them.

"Huh, in your dreams!" agra answered, start doing the horses, because they have started to push forward.

"Brengsw*k!" swearing a man with a piercing in the right ear.

The five people directly attacked Agra simultaneously. Agra withstood all attacks as much as possible.

It turned out that they were quite well-trained people, making Agra a little difficult to defeat them. Moments later, two people were already sprawled with various wounds on their bodies. Now, three more people Agra must defeat.

Braak!

A man in a black leather jacket was seen thrown away and hit their own car.

Agra grinned, seeing that almost all of his opponents had already been battered with various injuries. He rubbed the corner of his lips that were slightly bleeding, because he was hit by the kick of one of his opponents.

Salty taste mixed with fishy smell as if burning the spirit of Agra, to fight the stalkers. Prepare to return, and receive an attack from two more people, who can still be awakened, albeit with great difficulty.

A while later, Agra could sigh in relief, upon seeing that all of his opponents had already collapsed unconscious. While he still looks fit, even though his clothes look a little messy, with a slight bruise on his face.

"This is the result because you dare to play with me," he said, with a slanted smile.

He stretched his stiff muscles, then got back in the car. Agra left the location casually, knowing that the father's man, would take care of them all, with nothing in sight.

The black sports car, now parked beautifully in a luxury apartment building, in the number of big cities. Agra went outside in his casual style, his leather jacket he put on his shoulder with his hand holding the tip.

The man only nodded his head faintly, as he received a greeting from his men, who looked surprised at his appearance tonight.

Arriving at the unit he lived in for a while, Agra was immediately greeted by the anxious face of the assistant.

"Sir, why is there a face like this?" Edo looked anxiously at the handsome face of the man who had become his boss.

"What's wrong, there's only a bully mouse who wants to measure my ability" he replied touching his sore lips, throwing a jacket in his hand on a chair.

"Sit here, let me treat the wound first" Edo told Agra.

Agra obeyed the assistant's orders, he sat down on the sofa, leaning his back until his head looked up slightly.

Edo immediately walked into the kitchen, taking ice water for compresses and medicine boxes.

Edo was used to treating the wounds suffered by Agra, even though he still felt worried, if he saw his boss coming home with a body full of wounds.

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...TBC...