The Blind Man the Genius
The Skills That Angga Has

At a hospital in Bogor, a man who had just received intensive care from the doctors who handled it, now looked better than before.

He sat on the bed staring at a white paper he had kept for a long time.

"I've found them Dad. And I will continue my mission as you wish at the end of your life before." murmured the man who was none other than Jakson.

After reading the white paper, Jackson immediately put it back and called the black-clothed fruit ank.

"All of you! Quickly assemble!" jackson shouted echoed inside the treatment room.

"What's the boss?" ask the five men dressed in black who had lined up neatly.

Jackson came down from the bed, holding his right chest which was still painful.

"Boss! You're still sick at the moment." the black-clothed male circus stepped in to hold Jackson's arm.

Seeing this, Jackson raised his hand as a sign that he did not want to be helped.

"Stay there, you don't have to help me, because I'm fine right now."

"But, Boss looks in pain."

"Calm down, Mark, do you think I'm a weak man? I can endure this damn pain, even I can withstand the shots on my body though. So you don't have to panic like that" Jackson told Mark.

Hearing the words of their boss, Mark and the others immediately bowed respectfully. It is true what their boss said. If Jackson is a very strong man, but unfortunately because of these few months he has been sentenced to liver cancer. And the news certainly made his men startled.

"Now we go back to Jakarta, while the others, keep a close eye on Om Burhan's family, I don't want to if you lose any information about them." Jackson's orders stared intently.

"Good Boss. We will do the job that the boss told us all to do" the man replied and set his eyes on another friend.

"And to all of you! Quickly move, contact other colleagues, while I will lead another group to maintain the safety of the boss who will return to Jakarta" said the man firmly.

After that, they rushed to pack the goods that were in the treatment room, while Jackson seemed to wear neat clothes on his strapping body. An hour later, they left the hospital.

****

Day after day has passed so quickly, while Angga continues to struggle with the technology that he is increasingly honed and also mastered, Angga is increasingly proficient in using all the programs in the computer, which is more, even without him knowing, he can also master many secret programs belonging to every company or country.

All that happened just like that, without the desire by Angga, by using the sound program settings, Angga became easier to operate the computer he had, he said, even Angga has also bought a new laptop, from the results of his business for two years.

Angga has become a cyber for someone he met through his social media accounts, the man named Roberto, an entrepreneur in the middle field who wants to seek justice when he feels he has been cheated by the clients he works with.

"Hallo Mr Roberto!" greet Angga when lifting a phone from his client.

"Hallo Angga, I want to thank you very much, because thanks to you I was finally able to save my company's confidential data, and as a token of my gratitude I will send you 50 million for your Angga."

Deggh… .

Angga was very surprised, when he heard the nominal money that the man would give him, really only this time he could have that much money.

"Are you kidding? That's a lot Mr." Angga assured.

"I'm not kidding, but I want you to keep my company's data secure, lest my secret data get compromised by the accounts of bad guys who want to take over my company."

"Well Mr. Roberto, I will keep your company's data secure" Angga replied in a stern tone.

"Thank you, thank you Angga. I hope, so that we can meet, if you come to Jakarta, call me directly, then I will immediately welcome your arrival."

"Ready Mr. Roberto."

After a closed call, Angga was silent while sitting on his chair, never expecting that what he had been honing all this time, had become a source of fortune for him, he said, Angga promised that he would make both parents happy, and prove to people who like to insult him if he is a man who can succeed even if not in perfect circumstances.

"Now I will prove to all of you, if I am a genius and clever man, even though my circumstances are not perfect." murmured Angga quietly.

After that, he came out of his room to go to the store owned by Mr. Burhan.

Pak Burhan's shop was a little away from his house, and passed by Cika's parents' house.

Angga who was walking using a stick that he was holding was immediately shocked when he heard the sound of ridiculing laughter that was very rolling.

"Huhahah… ! Fucking trash. Look at your current state, you are such a useless man, it's a good thing that I've already told my daughter to cut off the relationship with you." the sneer of that voice that Angga knows so well.

She is Ratih's mother, his mother Cika, accidentally when Angga was in front of Cika's house, but Angga did not know that there was Cika's mother who stood in front of the luxury house.

Angga who heard the mockery did not care about it, he continued to walk about to leave the woman.

But who would have thought, Angga's attitude that looks indifferent even makes Ratih's mother angry. He quickly poked the stick held by Angga, until the man fell on the asphalt.

Brakkk…

"Akkkhhhhh. . ." cried Angga in pain.