" You... " Mito wanted to speak, but he couldn't find the right words. ' What gave him the courage ' This was the thought that currently circulated in Mito's head. He stared at Emmanuel with eyes red as blood. It wasn't only him who had sarcastic reactions but also the rest of the thugs, though their reaction varied. " Give the that money " Mito after a while finally managed to calm his self down spoke. He already had some prejudice against Emmanuel due to his admission to school, one which he had been doing his best to suppress. And now just when he felt like he was at the peak of happiness due to the money, Emmanuel had to misbehave.
He had already started calculating the things he would use the change that would be left of the money he had to do after paying back the person he borrowed money from. He knew the first thought that should come to his mind after acquiring the money was to pay his lender as he knew the person who borrowed him the money wasn't someone he could afford to offend. Emmanuel actions tipped him off.
Emmanuel who heard him but still snubbed him. He knew that anything could happen at this moment, but since he had made a choice to not release the money, he would face the consequences squarely. Why in the deadly situation, his mind was actually calm, no longer noisy. He thought straight, but still chose to be irrational. He refused the idea of his sweat becoming an object of robbery.
During this hard time, he suddenly remembered something he had forgotten. The true reason he felt he had survived till this moment despite everything he had gone through in life. His last line of defence, God.\
It wasn't that his faith in God was completely unshakable, but that he had been saved too many times whenever he fell back to God. Whenever he was in a situation where he felt that it was definitely over for him, he would just call on God for help. That was his final means of survival, his last resort.
He closed his eyes and started muttering words after words of prayer, his voice was neither to loud nor to low, but it was edible enough for the thugs to hear it. As soon as they heard it, they immediately busted out into laughter again. " What is he doing " Mito said mockingly. Ade who had always being calm couldn't help it this time, he replied " Ohh, I think he is praying ". " Ohh praying " JP said, at which immediately after he said it, he busted out into laughter again.
Ade who had been trying to hold back his laughter immediately released it due to his inability to control it anymore. The rest who had succeeded in holding back theirs previously joined him in releasing them. Mito suddenly did something that shocked everyone. He dipped his hands into the space between his trouser and his underwear and brought out something. With his hands came out a dagger.
The dagger looked extremely sharp and deadly. As soon as the rest of the thugs saw the dagger , they immediately surrounded Mito. " Hey Mito, what are you trying to do " Ade immediately spoke, a hint of rage in his eyes. It wasn't that he cared about Emmanuel life and death, but because he knew if his death was traced back to them, they would have to remain on the run for the rest of their life.
" He is not worth it " JP added as he stared at Emmanuel with desolate eyes. The rest also butt in advising Mito against it. Emmanuel who still kept on with his silent prayer heard the discussion of the thugs. ' Dagger " He thought as he felt chills run down his fines as his body shivered. " Relax, I know what I am doing. At most I would just give him a few injury to make him know we aren't playing here, because he obviously thinks we are " Mito blurted out of irritation as he saw the way the others were treating him like he was clueless on what he was doing.
" Fine but don't give him a fatal injury or you would bear the consequences your self " Ade spoke, an intelligent and understanding glint flashed through his eyes. His unpaired ruthlessness again showing it fangs. Mito on hearing him just shrugged his shoulders and walked towards Emmanuel.
" Since you chose to be stubborn, be ready to bear the consequences. " Mito spoke, " Lets see whether your God would come down and help you ". He walked towards Emmanuel and crouched down. He stretched out his hands and started using the knife to trace the designs of the shirt Emmanuel was putting on.
He suddenly stopped. A fake benevolent expression appeared on his face. " On a second thought, I would give you a last chance. Before the count of one to ten elapse, I want that money placed on my hand. " He said as he stretched out his left hand, while the dagger laid on his right hand. Ade and the rest on hearing him nodded in approval. At first they were reluctant to let someone as hot headed as Mito handle the situation, but now on hearing his words, they felt relax.
" 1, 2, 3, … " Mito started his counts, every number having a short period of time before the next is called. This was obviously an intimidation tactic. Alas, the intimidation tactic was actually working, as every number he called made Emmanuel feel like he was close to damnation, and every period between the numbers felt like few years had passed by.
" 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 " Mito counted finish, and then a crazy smile which he had been suppressing for a while came up on his face, his hands raised up and then fell at moderate speed, with the tip of the dagger facing Emmanuel's hand when suddenly, " All hands in the air ". He paused.