Ethan left his office feeling devastated. His mind was scattered, making it impossible for him to distinguish between right and wrong.
"What should I do?!" Ethan asked himself in frustration.
"Darn it! Why does this have to happen? Why him?! I never even imagined he'd stoop so low as to blame me like this."
Ethan ran his hands through his hair in frustration. He had been foolish to trust that jerk.
He then sat down by the side of the road, letting the sounds of passing vehicles dominate his ears.
Beep! Beep!
For a while, Ethan just daydreamed, until he felt his phone vibrating and ringing in his pants pocket.
He took out his phone, looking at the name of the person causing it to ring.
"Amelia?" Ethan raised an eyebrow, looking at his phone.
Ethan then walked a little further ahead, trying to find a quieter spot where he could hear his sister's words clearly.
He answered the call from his sister, trying not to sound suspicious.
"Hello, Brother Ethan."
"Hello, Amel, what's up? Why are you calling me repeatedly like this?"
Ethan tried to keep his tone neutral, hoping his sister wouldn't suspect anything.
"Can you come home, Brother Ethan? Mom isn't doing well. She's experiencing complications with her heart. Mom needs to have a pacemaker installed, but she can only be moved to the operating room once all the hospital bills are paid in full."
Ethan fell silent.
Just when he was facing such a big problem, he had to hear this unpleasant news from his sister.
"What kind of test is this, God?" Ethan muttered, unsure of what to do next.
"Brother Ethan? Can you still hear me?" Amel asked from the other end of the phone.
Ethan snapped out of his reverie.
"Yes, Amel. I'm out here. I'll send you the money soon. I'll make sure Mom gets the treatment she needs as soon as possible."
Shortly after that, Ethan ended the call. A few moments later, his phone rang again, this time he received a call from Aldo, his neighbor in the apartment building.
Ethan frowned, wondering why his neighbor was calling him out of the blue.
"Hello, Aldo?" Ethan asked once the call was connected.
Before Ethan could inquire about why the man was calling him, the man cut him off.
"Hurry home! Your stuff is being thrown out by the apartment owner! He's furious and told me to contact you immediately!"
Ethan froze. He wanted to scream and ask loudly what kind of fate God had created for him.
As he was about to hail a motorcycle taxi, Ethan stopped in his tracks when he saw a woman and a man buying dim sum at a Korean food stall. It wasn't about the man in the black suit; Ethan was focused on the woman beside him. Her hair, the curves of her body, her height, and the way she stood were all very familiar to Ethan.
But who was the man next to her? Since the man had his back to Ethan, he couldn't see him.
Ethan rubbed his eyes, making sure he wasn't mistaken and that his sight was indeed correct, confirming that the woman was his girlfriend. Curious, Ethan decided to approach.
"Milena!"
Milena and the man beside her turned simultaneously. Ethan's eyes widened in surprise when he saw who the man next to Milena was, especially since they were currently holding hands.
"Mr. Manager?"
Ethan stared in disbelief at what was before him, but Mr. Manager's words instantly made Ethan's blood boil.
"Yes, it's me, Ethan."
Before Ethan, Mr. Manager kissed Milena's hand, indicating that they were a couple.
"What does this mean, Milena?"
Ethan stared at Milena and demanded an explanation from his girlfriend. Despite already drawing conclusions, Ethan still needed to hear an explanation from the woman who had been his girlfriend for the past 2 years.
"Yes, as you can see, Ethan. We are a couple." Milena turned and kissed Mr. Manager's hand, displaying even more affection in front of Ethan.
Ethan shook his head, unable to believe what he had just heard. "No, Milena, you're joking, right? We're a couple and you love me, don't you?"
Milena laughed at Ethan's words, clasping her hands together and staring at Ethan with a disdainful look.
"When did I ever love you, Ethan? I was just playing with you. Besides, you're poor and just a regular employee, even facing the threat of being fired," Milena said with a sardonic smile.
Ethan shook his head, sure that Milena couldn't really be speaking like this. He tried to reach out and touch Milena's hand, but suddenly, a strong push came from Mr. Manager.
"Hey, Ethan! Are you stupid? Can't you hear what Milena said? It's clear that Milena was just toying with you, and we've been in a relationship for almost a year now."
Mr. Manager smirked, feeling victorious because the woman beside him would undoubtedly choose him over Ethan.
"Remember, Ethan! You're just a poor man, don't expect to be on par with Milena."
Mr. Manager and Milena openly humiliated Ethan in front of many people. They even dragged Ethan's parents into it, until Ethan's fists clenched tightly, accepting their insults.
"I won't stay silent, I will definitely retaliate against you. And as for you, Mr. Manager, I'm sure you're collaborating with Niko. You set me up, didn't you? Is this because of Milena?"
At this moment, Ethan glared sharply at Milena and Mr. Manager. He couldn't believe they would stoop so low.Mr. Manager smirked, confirming Ethan's accusations."If that's true, then what? What can you do about it?"Hearing Mr. Manager's words, Ethan exploded. Without hesitation, Ethan started punching Mr. Manager repeatedly.Milena screamed as she watched, until a few people came and tried to stop Ethan."Remember, Mr. Manager! I won't stay silent. I'll come back for revenge."Ethan now walked home, his mind wandering aimlessly. His heart and mind were in turmoil.Ethan felt utterly destroyed, betrayed by his friend and lover."What could have led to all of this happening? Have I committed a grave sin for God to punish me like this?" Ethan monologued to himself.Ethan rubbed his face in frustration, trying to calm himself and make sense of everything going wrong within him.But it all seemed futile. Ethan still felt overwhelmed by fear.Ethan tried to reflect on his past experiences
Ethan sighed, trying to contain his anger which was currently boiling inside him.If only he had known earlier, maybe it wouldn't feel this painful. And it truly hurt Ethan's heart, as if he wanted to let it out right now.His stomach, unable to be ignored any longer, suddenly stared at the wrapped rice he was holding. He really couldn't contain his hunger any longer.Without further thought, Ethan simply grabbed the wrapped rice from the trash can."To hell with everything. As long as this stomach feels full, that's more than enough."Ethan then took the rice package away from the trash can in the narrow alley.The man brought it to another corner of the alley.Ethan then devoured the found rice package eagerly. He truly resembled a jungle man who had just found his prey.It couldn't be explained how hungry he felt right now.Ring! Ethan then stopped devouring his food. He then reached into his pocket to grab his vibrating phone."A message from Miss Narsih."Ethan murmured, then he
Damn! I can't even see clearly right now. Why did this intense dizziness suddenly hit my head? What's happened? Why does it hurt so much?" Ethan tries to steady his vision. At least he needs clear sight to achieve his goal, even though his body feels weightless due to the overwhelming pain in his head. "I can't endure feeling like this forever. Only by taking this pain relief medicine will it subside. I'm absolutely sure of that." Ethan then grips his head. With heavy footsteps, he walks step by step, each one appearing deliberate. Not forgetting, he reaches for his old, now lifeless phone that no longer shines like before. If asked how his phone ended up there, while he was unconscious, Ethan could feel how his phone, which he placed in his right pocket, should have been pressed against him. However, the reality is the opposite. The phone lies there, seemingly out of his pocket for who knows how long. The thought arises that some energy intentionally placed his old phone close
Ethan held onto his old phone, which still displayed a message about receiving a substantial amount of money. "Where's an ATM around here? I've been walking and still can't find it. Is it difficult to find an ATM on this street?" Ethan muttered to himself. His brow furrowed as he reexamined each building in the corner of the city where he was staying. However, his wanderings had now become meaningless. Everything was ruined due to his excessive trust in everything, including the man who had clearly led him astray. "Enough of those thoughts, Ethan! Everything has happened, and I can't redo it to make it right again." Ethan closed his eyes for a while, attempting to reconcile with and continually make peace with all the demands for justice. "Calm down, Ethan. Not everything you want will go as you wish. Everything unfolds according to God's plan. You should always remember that God's plan is the best plan." Ethan reassured himself. He didn't want his thoughts to drift away again. Alt
Part 07Without hesitation, Ethan, alone at the ATM, slapped his own cheek. He blinked several times, trying to convince himself that what he saw was real, not a fantasy. "Ouch!" Ethan winced as he felt a twinge of pain in his cheek. "Is this really happening?! Did I just get 100 million?! Did I become wealthy without any hard work?!" Ethan cheered in delight. Naturally, without much further thought, Ethan immediately withdrew an amount of money to pay the landlady who had tossed his belongings out. Before long, a vibration began in the man's pants pocket. With a furrowed brow, Ethan quickly retrieved his vibrating, shabby cellphone. "The system has been activated! Whoever has made an agreement with the system, when that person is able to complete missions to help those around them, the system will automatically provide 100 million as a reward for each mission." Suddenly, Ethan's old, beaten-up cellphone rang uncontrollably. He tried various ways to silence it, but the phone
Ethan carried his backpack with both hands while holding another large messenger bag. The bag was filled with his clothes. If it weren't for being forced out of his boarding house by the landlady, he wouldn't have realized he had so many clothes.This time, there was no longer sadness on Ethan's face.The thought of being able to confidently pay off his rent to the disrespectful landlady brought a unique sense of happiness to Ethan."Thank you, God. I believe all of this is also fate's intervention. Somehow this whole system emerged, and I feel like I'm a character in a fantasy novel. One thing's for sure, I'm incredibly grateful."Ethan closed his eyes for quite a while, letting that positive energy continue to enter and influence him."It's true what people say, that gratitude only appears after a blessing arrives. If I hadn't been grateful and calm earlier, maybe a blessing like this wouldn't have been given by God. It might have been given to someone else instead."Ethan murmured
Part 9During the journey, Ethan kept reciting prayers he could read for his mother's safety.Ethan hoped for another chance to meet his mother. He longed to embrace her, care for her, and make her happy once again.He felt he hadn't fully made his mother happy yet."Here, sir!"Ethan then handed some bills to the motorcycle taxi driver. The driver seemed about to protest the extra money, but Ethan quickly signaled that he meant to give more.Ethan then hurried into the terminal and purchased his ticket.As predicted by Ethan's timetable, the train that would take him back to his hometown arrived shortly.Just like the others, Ethan also entered the train and took a standing position.He refrained from sitting since he noticed many elderly individuals who seemed to need the seats more.Thus, Ethan decided to stand. He didn't want those who needed the space more than him to end up standing."Well, what can I do. I'm fed up with that company. How can they accuse me of ruining their proj
"There's no way I lost my phone on the train." Ethan kept searching, even turning over the pillows and mattress in his room.Since his arrival in his hometown, and learning of his Mother's passing, Ethan hadn't had a chance to check his phone. He had been busy with the funeral arrangements and mourning his late Mother for several hours. And now, Ethan finally needed his device.There was a sense of anxiety weighing on him, even though he still had cash savings for living in the village. Regardless, the money in his phone account was more substantial."Where is my phone?" Ethan left the room.He immediately headed to the kitchen, living room, and even his late Mother's bedroom. Ethan tirelessly searched every corner of the house. He even emptied the contents of his backpack."I could be in trouble if that phone is lost," Ethan muttered.Tired of searching and wanting to clear his head, Ethan returned to his room. He sat on the edge of the bed with his hands covering his face. Perhaps d