My Family's Gift
You Are Indeed My Son

Me, Dagon and Adofo fell silent in contemplation after listening to the long story of the Queen, I was like listening to a fairy tale.

"Imagine the behavior of your grandmother Liam. When we were busy fighting with Gandaswati, he was busy breaking into the royal factory in Java.

"hahaha sounds like Aira once, oia.. Didn't Aira participate in the war.

"no. he seemed to not care about her, but he had almost attacked the kingdom of Abiseka at that time, but somehow he changed his mind in the middle of the road.

"Then does Abiseka still exist today.

"Sure.he was always in his kingdom in Demak, I can introduce him to you if you want later.

"ahh of course the Queen.heard your story, I now like to disturb the figure of Abiseka.

"hahaha.he will definitely be happy to hear her.

After a long conversation with the Queen, I returned to the human realm, and spent time with Bima playing games in my room.

"Bim.

"yo.

"You have a choice to get out of your life right now..how?". I asked.

"what is life out of it?". he asked while looking at me.

"yes, I mean, you can marry and have your own family.

"let me think for a moment". said Bima.

"hey? can't you talk about it now?". I asked.

"haha kidding. anyways your question is strange, anyways I have been used to living rich gini, and I think I am not the most suffering human being on this earth... I can eat 3x a day, I have HP, I have a computer, I can go to school for free in a rich school and most importantly, I have your rich friends". bima said with a big smile.

"haha.ha.ha.ha.ha". my laughter was embarrassed while hitting her head.

"oia am. I was squirming mas julian chatting with your father in the rear gazebo.

"Juliyanto? which one is yes". ask me.

"that loh on the face there are 2 long links in the left eye the same right cheek.

"ohhhh he. he's one of my father's right hands, he's met I like a smile.

"but the aura of her ga enakin, just squirming her aja..has made me ga brani look at her eyes directly.

Julian is one of my father's right hands, which means he's one of my most trusted people, he has the stature of a vertical jaitan mark on his left eye and also on his cheek, and for his left eye, he uses a false eye. There are rumors that my father took his left eye when he failed the task. He was large and very burly, and always wore a silver ring on each finger on his left hand, at the moment he was about 35 years old.

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"i'm going downstairs, want some nitip?". I asked.

"hot brown am". replied bima.

I also went down to take a snack in the 1st floor kitchen, arriving at the kitchen I immediately made a warm chocolate made by Bima, in the kitchen window that can see directly to the back garden, he said, I saw Julian with my father talking, and when I looked at them, suddenly my father looked back at me, and gave me a code to approach them with a wave of his hand.

"ah well". my murmur.

With a sense of laziness I approached them, look mas Julian smiled at me, I just returned his smile, then I sat next to father, and I sat down next to him, there was a lot of food on the table in the gazebo.

"continue his talk". said my father while eating fish with chopsticks.

"gpp sir? there's mas liam.

"when did you dare to take my orders?". replied the father as he looked at Julian.

Julian looked directly down with a panicked face towards my father.

"so. for the 3 people who I had just said yesterday, 1 of them had admitted his actions. and the remaining two like him did not know anything.

"hmm leave 1 person who claimed it to Yanto, and the remaining 2 get rid of it. I don't want anything left.

"well sir.". replied Julian.

"oea.. Do you know anyone who insinuated me on television yesterday.

"ohh he. I know sir.

"capture him. I don't want to use any means, which obviously brings him in front of me.

"ready".julian said.

I just kept quiet to hear their conversation, and to be honest, I was not at all surprised to hear the conversation, because it was in accordance with my expectations, he said, because I already knew that Mr. Julian was a father's personal assassin.

When Julian began to eat his food, suddenly there was a phone call on the father's phone, the father who before him looked ordinary, after lifting the phone looks shrunken face, like he was holding back emotions.

"Julia. for the person I was talking about, I want it tonight.

"get ready".Julian replied.

After hearing the father's orders, Julian was not so to eat food and immediately permission to leave, because now the time has shown at 4 pm.

"Liam". said the father with the shusi he was still chewing.

"is she?". asked me.

"Tonight come with Papah.

"Well Pah.

I just took her, and after that she told me to go back into the house. I went straight back to the room.

"bodo very.. ambol himself.

Bima, who knew my mood was bad, asked permission to return to her room. And after Bima left, I just laid my body on the bed.

I have a bad feeling, with what's going to happen tonight, like his dad slowly wants to start showing his world to me, but honestly on one side actually I also want to know, what world you live in all this time, has sunk to what extent he is in this black sea.

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At nightfall, around 9 p.m. I was with my father in a car and headed to the port area in north Jakarta, which is quite far from home, it takes about 45 minutes to get there.

Then we were in a very large warehouse, before we got out of the car, I saw my father wearing black rubber gloves, and took me away with him.

When we were in front of the barn door, someone opened the gate from the inside, my father entered, and the person who opened the gate was seen bowing his head when we entered.

The atmosphere was so dark, I could barely see anything inside. And when the lamp was turned on, I saw a young woman who was probably only about 27-29 years old sitting in a chair and bound with her mouth in the duct tape. Next to her I saw there was Julian and also about 5 other people, who were likely to be Julian's subordinates, all of them wearing black Suits.

Then Julian opened the duct tape before covering the woman's mouth.

"HANUMM.... I'M SORRY, I PROMISE I WON'T DO IT AGAIN". Shouted the woman while crying.

*PAAAAAAAAAAKKKKK*

"Who"

*PAAAAAAAAAAKKKKK*

"the"

*PAAAAAAAAAAKKKKK*

"you"

*PAAAAAAAAAAKKKKK*

"intention"

*PAAAAAAAAAAKKKKK*

"as"

*PAAAAAAAAAAKKKKK*

"cowardly"

*PAAAAAAAAAAKKKKK*

Every single word that came out of my father's mouth, a single slap was also directed right at the woman's face.

"I'M SORRY HANUM... I SWEAR BY NOTHING, I WON'T DARE TO DO IT AGAIN... I BEG YOU TO LET ME GO, I HAVE A CHILD WAITING FOR ME AT HOME". Said the woman with endless tears dripping down.

"children? look at me.. Do you think I'm the one who would care about that?". said the father as he leaned over and grabbed the woman's hair.

"I beg you to let me go, I will quit the world of P*litik and will do whatever you want.

Then I saw my father walking towards a wooden table, on which were tools, such as a saw, crowbar, iron baseball, or scissors that were curved inward. My father took the scissors.

"hanum... ". he said, who kept pleading.

*JLEEEBBBB*

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHH".

The woman shouted so loudly, after being stabbed in the left thigh by the father.

"Hanumm. I beg you, ma.sorry I am.

With the Scissors still stuck in his left thigh, it looks like father came back to the wooden table earlier and took an iron Baseba bat. He also approached the woman while swinging her.

"listen to me.. There is nothing in this world, not even a god, who dares to look up to me". whispered the trpat father in the woman's ear.

"he. ha..hanum.please don't kill me.

Without further ado my father raised his baseball bat and..

*BUUUUUKKKKKKK*

*BUUUUUKKKKKK*

*BUUUUUUUKKKK*

I saw my father punching right into the woman's face many times without stopping, until I saw a lot of blood coming from her head.

"Sink in the deepest place". said the father while cleaning the blood stains on his face.

"ready". saut julian.

The woman fell to the ground with her condition still tied to the chair, I couldn't even recognize her face, for some reason, she said, this incident reminds me a little of what happened to Kristin at that time.

Then our driver Dede, brought a new suit to my father, my father immediately changed it, because in his old coat there were so many blood stains.

"Liam.

"yes pah?". I asked.

"you are my son". said my father with a smile.

I was also confused by the meaning of his words, why he said such a thing at a time like this. And in my silence, he suddenly patted me on the shoulder and told me to go home first with Pak dede, because I still have some business to do.

All the way home, I was still confused by his words, what he really meant by his words earlier, I was just silent in contemplation along the way home.