City of Gangsters: City of Gangsters
Something is Missing

Michael Romano got up early in the morning, because today was his workday, he went to the bathroom washing his face to collect the lives left behind.

In the kitchen his mother was making breakfast for the family, his mother put a piece of Salami in a pile of bread, he then saw the collar of Michael who was wearing his jacket.

"Don't forget your breakfast Michael"

Michael approached his mother, he took one Salami sandwich from the plate "I'll eat it while walking" he said, his mother could only sigh. Michael then kissed his mother's hand for a bite.

"Take good care of yourself, watch your every step not to fall again, if you go home in such circumstances again mother will forbid you to work" his mother's advice while wearing an appolo hat to his son's head, Michael who heard the advice only smiled.

"Okay ma'am, then I'm leaving"

Michael walked down the sidewalk to his workplace while eating his mother's Salami bread. He enjoyed the quiet and quiet morning atmosphere, with lights from buildings lined up along the street, the sky turning blue and a bone-chilling chill. I love the atmosphere of a morning like this.

'It seems that today will be bright' the boy thought as his eyes stared at the clear, cloudless sky.

During the journey he thought back to the girl who had helped him, Michael thought if he would ever see Astrid again.

After a dozen minutes of walking, Michael had reached his workplace, he walked to the back of the building, and entered the open shed, rows of mostly rusty bicycles were parked neatly in the backyard, with Mr. Wilson busy noting something in his study, Michael then approached the old man.

"Good morning sir, you're so busy"

Mr. Wilson then turned his gaze from the paper towards Michael.

"Hey Michael, as always you come in the morning" he stood up from his chair and stepped into the pile of newspapers behind the table.

Mr. Wilson then took two piles and put them in front of Michael, he then gave one of the papers on his desk to the boy.

"this is a list of the names of the recipients of the paper and their addresses, there are several new bookers" Michael nodded in understanding.

Michael pushed one of his bikes and hauled his newspaper parts, he put a yes on the stand behind the bike seat and in the front basket. After the entire newspaper was finished, he pedaled the rusty bike while honking Mr. Wilson.

"Be careful on the road" said Mr. Wilson as Michael exited the warehouse gate. The boy pedals his butut bike vigorously, delivering every newspaper to his bookers.

#- four hours passed

After receiving a wage from his job, Michael decides to spend time by taking a walk on the central side, he buys a septong of hotdogs from the tavern he meets halfway through.

Michael really likes the central side sometimes he often spends time here with a walk, unlike the seedy Harlem, the central side of the city is clean and neatly arranged, he said, he walked to the green park located in the middle of the district.

Green park is an iconic place in the area that this park is very crowded in the afternoon, especially weekends. Michael walked casually down the road paving the block while looking around, he saw there were some people who were exercising casually in some places.

the boy finally arrived at the Fountain that became the attraction of the people, the shower was three-storied with an imposing statue of an angel standing at the very top, water flows from under the angel's feet down like a waterfall to the bottom level.

Michael then sat on the wooden chair available there, looking at the shower, slowly he began to eat the hotdog in his hand.

His mind was distracted when the voice of the hairy creature and had a moustache sitting beside him which from when the creature was there, the hairy creature stared at him.

more precisely the cat that has gray and white fur on the lower part of his body and yellowish eyes was staring at the hotdog that was being eaten by Michael, Michael, the boy's eyes followed the cat's gaze as soon as he understood.

"You want this?"

"Meow"

Michael then split the sausage from his hotdog, he then extended his hand to the cat, the cat looks happy he immediately ate the sausage in the palm of Michael's hand. Making Michael hold amused from the mustache and tongue of the cat that feels tickling his skin.

The boy then looked closely at the ash cat, his fur well groomed, and his body was visibly filled unlike most dull street cats.

"Maybe this cat is a pet cat, but where is the owner?" Think Michael

Michael then spent the rest of the hotdog in his right hand, he wrapped the paper used hotdog mattress and put it in his pocket, he then shifted his sitting position to be closer to the cat, he said, although initially hesitant Michael stroked the gray cat's back elus.

Its fur is very smooth and also fragrant, making Michael addicted to stroking the fur of the female cat.

"Felicia where are you, Fel?!!" Shouts the voice of the daughter from behind Michael. Michael reflexively looked toward the source of the sound.

The black-blonde girl he saw felt familiar to Michael. It was like he had seen it somewhere.

'He was like he was looking for something, maybe the boy was the owner of this female cat?' thought Michael.

"Excuse me are you looking for a female cat?"

"Yes" the girl immediately looked at Michael

"Loh Michael" kept the boy. Which turns out to be Astrid, the girl who helped her yesterday.

"Fiona" said Michael who was also no less surprised, Astrid then approached Michael.

"I was looking for Felicia from earlier" Astrid then carried the cat, and looked at Michael

"Michael what are you doing here?" Ask astrid.

"I'm just going for a walk, are you alone?"

"Sama, I'm going out with my papa"

"Astrid, has Felicia met?" Asked a 29-year-old man from behind them.

"Udah yah"

"Who is this?"

Astrid's father then looked at Michael, looking closely at Michael. Feeling bad Michael then opened the conversation.

“your daughter has helped me , again I want to thank your family, if there is anything I can help with pleasure I will do it Michael said politely while slightly bowing his head.

Fiona's father was amazed at Michael's words, he smiled, the boy knew how to show respect.

your name is Michael isn't it?, I'm alfonso Benjamin you can call me by my first name

“well alfonso sir, alfonso then looked at his daughter.

astrid let's go back to the alfonso restaurant and look back at Michael, you can also join Michael.

a restaurant? Ask Michael.

yes I have a restaurant in the park, if you want you can come with us.

thank you for the offer, sir, but I'll go home

well then, we first yes Michael saying alfonso sir who was nodding back by Michael.

drug Michael, see Fiona again waving her cat's hand, alfonso and his daughter then move away.

After the father and son left, Michael decided to take a short walk in the park before finally moving home.

AT 23:00

Romano's son was pensive on the weathered sofa of the family room, accompanied by his mother who was sitting quietly hiding a sense of worry in his heart.

The clock has shown at eleven o'clock at night, but the head of the family vito romano has not come home, it worries his son and his wife. Vito never came home late at six o'clock in the afternoon. It caused a strange thing for them.

Michel kept thinking about his father, somehow he had a bad feeling about it, he just prayed that his father was okay, Michael's view turned to his mother.

mom better sleep, don't you have to work tomorrow? his mother let out a heavy sigh, Michael knew his mother was very worried.

but-but

I'll wait for you, Dad,

After a long time of silence, he then stood up from the sofa when your father had come to tell mom yes

Michael looked directly into his mother's brown eyes well after hearing her son's answer, Maria went to the bedroom.

Michael was silent in silence, as his eyes focused on the door of his apartment, hoping that it would open soon, the boy continued to think optimistically, as the clock ticks up he keeps washing his brains with the words my dad will be home soon.

He waited, kept waiting......

until the hour hand showed at half-five in the morning, the optimism was gone replaced by a bad feeling that felt piercing his body, he then moved from the sofa, and then moved from the sofa, without saying goodbye to his mother and without wearing a coat he rushed to the dock, passing through the heat of November which made his body numb, worried and curious make him not care about it.

Pier in the morning blind there is always activity, although not too crowded, Michael huffed to regulate his breath that is not careless, white steam adorns the mouth of the child because of the difference in air temperature with his body. He looked at the laborers who were working hoping that his father would be among them.

But he did not see it, the Romano son then approached one of the workers who was carrying a wooden box, a young man who was 35 years old.

“excuse me sir, did you see my father he named vito romano twenty-nine years of tall stature, he has a whisker that curves up and hair that is combed to the side, the man shook his head before Michael finished his words.

I'm sorry if I interrupted your work, Mr. Michael, the father just nodded.

Michael kept questioning the workers there but no one gave him any information about his father.

He asked a 28-year-old man, a German saxons, who was sanding a wooden boat.

excuse me, sir, the man looked at Michael, do you know vito romano?

The man's eyes widened as he tried to hide something, and Michael seemed to know the strange motion.

are you his son? he did not answer Michael's question, instead asked back to the boy, but thanks to that question he knew that the man knew his father.

Michael nodded yes, actually I just wanted to ask, my father he didn't come home at all and I didn't see him on the dock did you know where he went?

yes I knew your father, before that incident we both had a chat

that incident?

the young man averted his eyes from Michael's gaze, he then let out a heavy sigh, yesterday afternoon there was a riot at the dock, the, I don't know what happened because when the riots happened I left here, since then I haven't seen your father again, Michael took a look at every word from the man, he said, he felt something strange, the look on the face of the man in front of him was like he was covering something, suddenly someone wearing a black suit appeared from behind the man.

“why don't you work?!!, you know this ship has to be finished at seven in the morning!! in a high tone he rebuked the man.

and also you brat, don't work out there!!!!

But Michael stays put where Who is this guy? Was he a foreman maybe he found out about his father? thought the boy

Michael ventured to ask, excuse me sir do you know vito romano?

The foreman was silent for a moment, his black irises staring intently at Michael I don't know!!!!, Quickly leave here!!! throw the guy out.

With a step that felt heavy Michael obeyed the foreman's words, he stepped unwillingly to leave the place without getting any information about his father.

Romano's son grumbled in my heart, why did you just disappear...'