City of Gangsters: City of Gangsters
Something Lost II

Michael felt empty, slowly his tears began to flow on his way home, now he looks like a crybaby, he said, he repeatedly wiped the tears with his hands preventing her from crying any bigger.

What should he say to his mother?, he felt annoyed, angry, irritated that he himself did not know where the feeling was directed. To his father or to himself.

On his way out of the dock, he could hear the whispers of two laborers standing near a pile of wooden boxes, the two pairs of eyes were staring at Michael with a look of pity that felt strange.

“so sorry that boy, he asks everyone here about his father”

“ya, maybe his father ran away, or maybe he cheated and lived with his cheating”

“maybe.....”.

Michael overheard the two laborers talking, a conversation that Michael thought sounded like he was mocking his father. Spontaneously the boy's anger exploded.

“my father is not an oang like that damn bastard!!!!” regardless of social norms and age differences, Michael berates those who accuse his father.The two workers are shocked to discover their conversation was overheard by the boy.

Because of the high-pitched mockery that was thrown by him, he became the center of attention among the people around him, ashamed to be the center of attention, he said, Michael ran away from there full of resentment in his heart.

‘my father is not such a person, he is the one in charge! Damnit!’ his grunts in heart.

He ran down the building blocks on the pier until he reached a place far from the crowd, a narrow alley located at the end of the pier, where he was, with a breath that was wheezing Michael was sitting near a barrier made of castings, his two eyes were staring towards the open ocean while holding the tremors in his heart.

He sat there for a long time staring at the sun peering from the eastern horizon, giving a beam of light to the world, the sea breeze felt off his body making his body tremble cold, cold, but the beauty of nature is not able to eliminate the anxiety that is now entangling his heart.

The boy then hit the wall hard enough, trying to channel his stiffness leaving a bruise on his finger, he did so several times until a voice distracted Michael.

“hoy what kid are you?, this is our fucking hangout” a boy who is 2 years older than Michael and his two friends who are the same age approached Michael.

The boy who asked her stood at the very front, the boy reminded her of the luca bastard, his song face and the stubborn look he made. But he's not Italian from his language accent he's probably Irish. The look in his eyes was like beckoning ‘aku his boss here’

Because Michael did not answer, The boy then approached Michael he then pulled the collar of Michael “ I was talking to you tire-“

‘Buakh!!’ not yet finished his words, Michael silenced the boy's mouth by sending a fist towards his left cheek, making him fall to the floor, Michael then moved from where he was sitting, his mood is already very bad in the worse with the arrival of these delinquents moreover the face of a child songong in front of him is similar to the bastard luca who likes to bully him.

The downed child grimaced with clutching his blue cheek, Michael smashed it so hard without a doubt, Michael walked up to his opponent who was already lying on the floor then he stomped on the boy's head.

Seeing his theme cornered by two people who had been silent to see the spontaneous action of Michael trying to attack the child.I don't know where the force came from, one of the children tried to hit Michael's head, Michael, Michael caught his wrist and slammed it against the concrete floor very hard.

One child left running to point his fist at Michael, they both fight fist, Michael managed to hit the child's nose making him bleed, while the fist of his enemy only gave a slight bruise on his left cheek. The boy took a few steps back while holding his nose, without giving a pause Michael then closed the distance and hit the child's face with a twisting kick that made him faint instantly.

“fucking captain!!” the slammed child slowly stood back up, still feeling the pain in his bones. He then reached into something from his suit pocket, once out a piasu fold had been in the boy's right hand. Michael had been surprised to see him pull out sharp weapons, he thought they would not get that far, but his surprise he could cover by trying to be calm, so that his lawyers could not read his weakness.

he came back to Michael this time with a piasu ready to stab the child's body, Michael holding the child's hand that tried to stab towards his chest, lucky for him he has more power than his opponent, he then raised his right hand which was holding the knife up after which Michael pushed the boy up against the wall with the back of his arm pressing down on his throat making it difficult to breathe.

His jaw body was squeezed due to lack of oxygen, the knife he held was released from his grasp, Michael then released his grasp from the child's right hand, he then hit the stomach of his enemy who had been weak due to lack of oxygen.

“ukhh” Michael released a lock of his throat making the poor boy again able to breathe normally, but the pain in his stomach made his body slump down, Michael then gave the last attack on the boy, Michael then gave the last attack on him, he hit his head with a fist with all his might, leaving the boy lying unconscious.

Michael was silent for a moment as he felt pain in the fingers of his right hand, he looked at the unconscious children, seeing what he had done.

‘PROK!PROK'S!PROK!’ suddenly there was applause from the front of the alley, Michael immediately turned his eyes toward the sound it was coming from.

The figure of a big man, Paul castelano was standing in front of an alley watching michael, he then walked up to Michael who was surprised.

“wow it's a really great show!!, what's your name boy?” Ask her.

There was a moment's silence before Michael finally replied in a very slow voice “michael”

“messina, sicily”

Castelano nodded “we are from the same area, I am from Trapani, and also I am surprised you can beat the three of them alone, what really happened, you have a problem with them?”

Michael did not answer Paul's question he just kept silent, because the boy's response, castelano then took a breath. Castelano accidentally saw Michael's fight, at first he thought that Michael would be severely beaten but his estimate was wrong, castelano felt that the boy had ‘bakat’ someone who looked like an enzo.

“you know son you have talent, if you need a job you can meet me in the front building of this alley, I have a job that suits you, and also to pay it is better than to work in the port of”he said while pointing towards the building in question, castelano then turned and stepped away. “ say my name if you are not allowed to enter, castelano then turned and stepped away. <TAG1> say my name if you are not allowed to enter, see you next time son, have a nice day”

After castelano left, Michael again looked at the child who was beaten up, they were still unconscious, actually Michael did not expect himself to be out of control until like this,for him it just happened because he was controlled by anger, he thought hot so he could not think rationally, Michael again remembered the advice of his father, Michael, if we get into trouble don't let feelings take over your mind, stay calm so we can find a way out of the problems we face.

Michael took a deep breath trying to cool his head, first he had to leave before anyone else saw him here, while walking home he thought about what he had to say to his mother.

Without feeling now he had been standing in front of the door of his apartment, with a very heavy feeling he opened the door

He could see his mother, who was already wearing work clothes, apparently waiting for him, saw her son open the door Mary immediately approached him.

"Michael where have you been!!?" Ask mother.

"I'm looking for Dad in the harbor, but he's not there, I've asked people questions but they don't know anything"

His mother hugged Michael.

"Here son, let it go" Michael peeked into his mother's face, his mother still calm down neither crying nor sad. What exactly happened?, did his father have problems with his mother until he did not want to go home?.

"Do you think you're cheating on you, and why don't you feel sad? Do you have a problem with your dad?" His mother let go of his embrace and looked directly into his son's eyes, where Michael suddenly realized that his mother was holding back the emotions in him. His face was calm but his heart was crying.

"No Michael, no problem whatsoever,"

"Then where?, where exactly did he go?!!!, he left us his family when he always gave me advice to be the man in charge!! Is it true that he cheated on her and ran off with her cheating like the dock guys said!!!?" What the boy had been thinking since from the dock just spilled out. His mother held Michael's hand.

"No, Michael your father is not that kind of person"

"Then according to mom why doesn't she go home!!!!!?" For the first time Michael yelled at his mother.

"Do you believe in mother?" Michael nodded "do you trust your father as much as you do?". Michael was silent for a moment before finally nodding slowly.

"He's going home to Michael, we're going to see him again"

"But when?"

"After everything is done"

"Did you have a problem? Until it has to go far?" Michael still did not understand what his mother said.

His mother nodded softly "so Michael doesn't have to look for your father anymore"

Michael doesn't understand why his mother told him not to look for his father?, he doesn't think about it.

"Why do you say that you don't love me anymore?"

" mommy loves your dad so much even though your dad isn't here I've always loved him because he's mom's first and last love, so Michael's all gonna be fine, trust your mom" said mother.

Michael only daydreamed after hearing his mother's words. Maria then kissed her son's cheek "mother must go to work, please take care of Isabella huh"

"Yes" Michael replied in a lethargic tone.