Day by day has passed without notice, and now exactly a month has unfolded with Bara enduring life as a destitute man, devoid of abundant wealth.
During this month, numerous events unfolded in Bara's life, and with his 28th birthday now behind him, his wisdom about the characters of those he once knew has deepened.
Bara has come to learn much about judging a person's character, and he now understands that life isn't as easy as flipping one's hand over.
Among the numerous occurrences in Bara's month-long life as a ride-hail driver, one incident stands out: the time he was shaken down by a gang of thugs in the dead of night.
When an order came through at 11 pm, Bara, eager to save money, accepted it with enthusiasm.
However, after delivering his customer successfully, Bara was waylaid midway by the gang of thugs patrolling the desolate path he was riding on.
The gang demanded his motorcycle, and naturally, Bara retaliated, trading blows with the thugs.
Eventually, exhausted from fighting back, the thugs lay defeated on the asphalt,
And without hesitation, Bara sped away from the area, seeking safety.
This experience was truly horrifying for Bara, and he can only hope that he never crosses paths with those thugs again.
Now Bara is sitting on his modest bed, focused on counting the small banknotes he has managed to save over the past month.
Bara wears a proud smile for the money he has earned through his own hard work.
"Finally, I managed to save up 300,000 in a month. This is what it feels like to earn money from your own sweat. I am immensely proud of myself," Bara boasts as he kisses the banknotes currently in his hands.
Experiencing true happiness, Bara is content with the money he has toiled for, and he wouldn't trade it for what's in his ATM even if he could, for its value is immeasurable to him.
"Why do I feel so content? It's just small change. I suppose I'm beginning to enjoy my guise as an online bike taxi driver. Well, then... I'll strive harder to earn money," Bara muses with a renewed spirit and a smile.
Before long, his work phone buzzes to life, and lazily, Bara picks up the call.
"Hello Sir! What brings you to call me?" Bara probes curiously, as it's the first time his father's confidant is reaching out to him.
"Good evening, Young Master. I'm contacting you because there's an urgent matter that must be discussed."
"What is it that’s so urgent, Mr. Anton? Speak quickly."
"Well, Young Master. Sir, did you happen to have a scuffle with some street thugs recently?" the question from Mr. Anton leads Bara to frown.
Bara has long suspected that his father would not simply leave him to his own devices without keeping an eye on him.
"Is it true that my father has been spying on me this past month?" Bara asks angrily, disliking his father's seemingly half-committed approach to letting go.
Wasn't it Mr. Abraham who sent him out to live among the general public? Yet why does Mr. Abraham not trust that Bara can take care of himself?
"I apologize, Young Master! It is indeed true that the Old Master has people monitoring your activities, but... it is all done out of a desire to protect you."
"Tch...! Why does he feel the need to watch over me? Can’t he trust my abilities thus far? I can look after myself, Mr. Anton, so enough with the surveillance—every second of it. I detest being treated as if I were a coward," Bara retorts, his face reddening with anger, rendering Mr. Anton speechless on the other end.
They know how much the Young Master dislikes being monitored and followed in secret.
However, one mustn’t forget that Bara is the son of Mr. Abraham, the sole heir to the Abraham family fortune...
Mr. Abraham’s predicament requires safeguarding the crown prince's safety, and truthfully, Mr. Abraham himself is loath to see his only son undergo such punishment...
But...! If Bara is not toughened up now, he will grow into a rich but foolish young man, ripe for exploitation by sly individuals like Andra and Panji.
Therefore, Abraham must allow his son to find his own way, navigating the painful trials of life...
"Sir! I called to tell you that the thugs you fought are seeking your identity with intents to harm you," Mr. Anton explains, silencing Bara.
Could it be that he now has enemies? Surely not? Bara laughs at the thought, how could a poor bike taxi driver like him attract such adversaries...
"Haha...! Are you joking, Mr. Anton? I'm just a poor ride-hail driver; what would be their gain in finishing me off?" Bara laughs, prompting confusion in Mr. Anton.
Has the Young Master lost his mind? His life is in danger, yet he is still laughing...
"Young Master! They are thugs; they don't need a reason to come after you, all they want is revenge for your previous encounter," Mr. Anton states.
"Is that so? What kind of back alley ruffians are they! Do they think I will be frightened? Be at ease, Mr. Anton. I can handle them all. Remember not to watch me anymore; I dislike it, let things take their course, for I wish to pass through this experience purely, without intervention from Mr. Abraham."
"But Young Master? What if you lose to them?"
"That won't happen. Trust me. Now, I need to rest. Oh, and tell my father that my identity is still safe and unknown to anyone because my face has never been publicized anywhere, except for those two traitors who know who I am."
"Should we take action against those two, Young Master?"
"No need. I'll take care of them myself," Bara replies, his gaze filled with loathing as he recalls the faces of his treacherous friends.
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