The Power Of Medallion

In a cafe both in their seats between them is a wooden table, 8:00 in the morning:

Joylin looking at Mr Umar having his tea slowly with having a long sign. Mr Umar looking at Joylin giving him a stare.

"Don't look at me like that....order your own tea!"

"Sir I bought you the tea remember? You didn't even have enough money to get yourself a cup of tea. So if you are alive it's because of me......"

"No! It's not like that....No!"

"Wha....?"

"Look it's my destiny....why I am alive....it's not you."

"But...."

A guy falls by Mr Umar's feet as he was sitting with left leg straight. The guy in his full Muslim wear suit looking like the richest arab guy in the room.

"Hey! You dare....."

"It's not, hey....when you meet....you should say Asalam O Alaikum."

"Oh! Yeah?!"

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Joylin yells:

"No!"

Everyone afraid as there were not much people in the cafeteria. Soon as the bullet was shot the medallion started to glow and the bullet went back bouncing into the gun, as the gun recoiled, bullet shot itself back out of the gun into the window glass they were sitting by. Joylin rushed to save his face from the glass pieces while Mr Umar saved his tea by pulling it under the table and the guy had several injuries in his face and body by the glass shattering.

Joylin raises his face up as he saw how the bullet turned back and the power of the medallion. The guy fell down as the staff ran to pick him up.

"Are you okay sir?"

"I'm fine...."

"And you sir!"

"Oh! we are Okay!"

The Guy went on to his staff back to their work as the guy had taken a seat with his bloody face having a lot of cuts.

"How did you do that?"

"Destiny boy! Destiny."

Puts his map back in his pocket leaving Joylin shocked still while everyone else had taken their seats and were relaxed.