Trust Me, Okay?

This Old Man

"Greetings, young man," greets Master Amir. They are now in a standard Malay traditional house. Surrounding them is pure rainforest of the untouched British Malaya earth. It took them almost an hour to reach here, being not too deep but still a safe zone from the colonial authority.

Master Amir is calm. By his appearance, he is tanned skin with a typical austronesian type of face with a round nose and oval face shape. He was not with the rest of the assaulters at the Klang Railway Station. At the heart of the house are just them both. Ghaafar Lee is still in shock. Empty face with blank point of view.

"Where am I?" He asks just short and simple with no further elaborations. "Who are you?" He asks again but this time with a whispering manner. "What is happening? Who are they?" More and more questions are asked. He is very confused.

"Calm down, young man..." Master Amir tries to calm him down. It is very expected that this happens. "The lads should have not brought you here..." Master Amir stares at the empty wooden planks wall that shields the house. "This is not your place. You don't belong here..." He explains. Ghaafar Lee is still in shock that he shows no sign of procession of Master Amir's explanation just now.

"What?!" Just a few seconds and he got into a higher tier of shock. This time, his shock is added with a slice of anger. He was dragged here. He almost died being shot. Yet, this old man said that he was not supposed to be here? What in the world is this? "You must be kidding me, old man!" Anger now evaporates all over the inside of his body.

Ghaafar Lee takes a step back. In an instant, he makes a kick towards Master Amir. Master Amir avoids it with no actual effort at all. With that happening, Ghaafar Lee is totally dissatisfied. He prepares for another attack. A punch is launched! Master Amir grabs his hand and with immediate effect he slams Ghaafar Lee to the wooden ground of the lifted traditional Malay house.

"Quit it, boy!" Master Amir raises his voice a bit. "There's no way you can beat me with your weak arse!" Master Amir warns him while pushing his neck against the floor. Master Amir's strength is no fight compared to Ghaafar Lee's. Now, it is either he struggles or just surrenders himself. Whatever it is, it all started from him. He started the attack despite not knowing Master Amir's actual capability.

"ARGH!" Yes, he chooses to struggle which is a very idiotic idea. He knows that he is no stronger than Master Amir, yet, he struggles instead of complying. Master Amir pulls him up and slams him against the floor again, this time knocking him out.

"What an idiot lad!" Master Amir cleans the debris on both his hands upon releasing the knocked out-Ghaafar Lee. "Why in the deepest hell would he attack me? Are youngsters these days this dumb?" He babbles to himself moving towards the main door of the house. Just a few steps and he reaches there.

A metal pack is brought out of his shirt pocket. Opening it, there are a few cigarettes waiting to be lit, inside. One is taken slowly. Being put between his dark lips, he lit up the cigarettes. Staring outside, there are the members of the White Mask group that ambushed the Klang Railway Station earlier today. Resting under a big tree, they might be very tired. Plus, they almost got caught.

"We will strive to the end."

"Master! Come join us!" Shouted one of the members there under the tree, waving towards him who stands at the entrance of the house.

"Coming!"