From House To Bugatti

At 4:00 wakes up Joylin 20 years old guy and watches the sunlight beaming in by the broken windows with some old curtains, looks at the old man sleeping beside him on the floor, wakes him up:

"Ummm.…Mr Umar….we escaped...."

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Mr Umar coughing:

"Huh?"

"It's 4:00 isn't it the Muslims first prayer of the day time?"

Mr Umar stands up slowly by the table and takes his gun out of the drawer and while wearing his suit quickly,the Muslim wear as Joylin was in his suit-buit.

"There are some works more important….to complete."

"It's Just four O'clock sir..…where?"

"Armageddon."

Opens the door to his horse, his hears moving by the morning breeze. Dorks an old fellow appears suddenly towards him.

"Hey.…Asalam O Alaikum!"

"Hey….."

And suddenly shoots the guy taking his gun out as fast as he can, 4 bullets he wastes.

"What the! Who was he?"

"A part of the matrix."

"No! No! Stop....I saved your life....at least show some sympathy."

"Thanks!"

"No! No! Stop!"

"Oh! God….wait.…I know this place a little further there is my warehouse and also a old bugatti."

"Of what colour?"

"What? Umm....black!"

"Cool! Still, we need the horse to reach the warehouse come-on."

"So....what is….our destination?"

"Huh?"

"I said where are we going? You know we are not just in the car for no reason travelling around....2023 has just started..…"

Mr Umar takes out a hand size circle shaped map with dates too old missing it's coloured golden parts.

"Old gift from my master after my wife.…she died….the matrix killed her…."

"Hey! Hey! Relax! It's a old one….don't push it too hard.…and secondly….so sorry to hear that.…Sir!"

"Umm.…But sir where are we going?"

"I don't know fool.…it's what this medallion tells me...."

"What? How is this gonna tell us where to go….it's barely even a medallion sir....seems like a rusty joke to me."

"Stupids everywhere….where to go? This is a map made with enough knowledge which you can't comprehend….it's so small but it shows a fifty thousand or even more cases around or not around….but happening in the world…only I can read it and according to this….cutie-pie.…we should stop....right here!"

"God! Hey! Listen to me Mr....if it's because I am a Jew and you wan't to kill me….do it in just one step."

"Ha! Ha! Firstly it's not permissible to kill a pussy and secondly..…It will be no fun to kill a pussy like you....in just one step…..who says we Muslims are boring."

"No! No! Don't do anything, what's that for?"

"SHHH!!"

Enter the shop hiding the gun in his coat still holding it in right hand morning 8:00. Shopkeeper, a guy that they recognize and they are recognized by him.

Joylin looking at the situation cause he was actually the guy who was responsible for Mr Umar's imprisonment cause he was the one who provided the fake evidence of him being guilty in the court.

"Hey! You both.…it's amazing to see you again....hope you are not angry on what I did in the court...."

"Oh! Nah!"

Joylin arm on the counter standing super close to Mr Umar trying to stop him by his eyes before he does something terrible.

Shopkeeper smiles at Mr Umar in the whole empty shop and on the mostly empty street.

"Hey! Guess what?"

"I swear to your curtained hear....like ours and your little white beard there is some blood...."

"Where?"

Shopkeeper & Joylin both confused. Mr Umar pulls out the gun as fast as he can and shoots two bullets by holding the gun with his right hand.

"Here!"

"Huh! You killed him….my God….why? It's not your graveyard home....man! It's a busy from 9 to 12 street and in 5 mint there is gonna be police....out there cause it's the only shop near the bakery where they get their donuts....same street...."

"Yeah! But it was a good joke..…"

"Get in the car….come-on!"