My secretary the Old Virgin
34. The Ruckus in the Grave

“But we were only given a little, whereas you were given a lot by our sister. You are only a foster child, you have no right to inherit from our brother,” said Mr.'s sister. Lee's.

“Oh so, yes?” ask Fikri.

“I also asked the same thing to my father and here are the answers of my father and mother,” Fikri took her phone and played a recording of her conversation with her parents when they informed her of their intention to give her inheritance. They all listened silently to the recording. The voice on the tape was exactly like the voice of their brother when he was calling.

But they try to stop it.

“We don't believe in the tape. It could have been you who made the tape to deceive us,” said one of Mr.'s younger brothers. Lee's.

“Please you guys put me on trial, I'm not afraid. But instead I have evidence if you guys often cheat my father and mother,” said Fikri.

“I also have evidence and witnesses if you frequently blackmail both of my adoptive parents. And by the way, I'm investigating the case of Vincent's death of his father's son and mother. If anyone proves to have harmed Vincent or tried to kill Vincent, I will take this case to the police,” Fikri said.

“Vincent died in an accident. He was driving drunk, ” said Antoni Mr.'s nephew. Lee's.

“Oh yes? Wasn't he drunk to see you? Let the police investigate this. I am just waiting for a response from the police. For your information all evidence and witnesses are complete. Only the police who processed it,” said Fikri.

“I will use my adoptive parents' possessions to put them in the prison of those who have hurt them. Maybe my foster parents didn't bother about this. But I as his adopted son did not want my adoptive parents to be hurt by all of you. I will reply to the heartache of my parents,” said Fikri.

“Please look for a lawyer because all the evidence I have given to the police,” said Fikri.

Everyone was shocked to hear Fikri's words.

“Hei Fikri! You wait for my revenge!” exclaim Mr. Tan father of Antoni.

“Please Om, because the investigation process has been running and only arrest the perpetrator,” replied Fikri.

“Before I was arrested, you were already dead. Following Vincent and your adoptive parents!” threaten Mr. Tan.

“Then my suspicions are correct, Om. Om did all this. Blackmailing father and killing Vincent,” Fikri said.

Hearing Fikri Tuan Tan's words getting angry then he left the funeral area. All Mr. family. Lee and Mrs. Lee goes after Mr. Tan and Antoni.

Fikri directly threw his body into the chair. Finally everything that disturbs his mind goes all out. Mr. Taufik sat next to his son.

“When did you know all this?” ask Mr. Taufik.

“When Fikri first set foot in dad's office. Inside the paternity, Fikri finds strange notes. When Fikri saw the financial company Fikri found irregularities in the financial statements. There are some suspicious transactions,” Fikri said.

“Now Fikri understands why they raised Fikri as their adopted son. Because indirectly they took refuge behind Fikri. They asked Fikri for help,” Fikri said.

“They think because Fikri son of the rich so Fikri able to continue their business. That way their wealth does not fall into the hands of the perpetrators,” said Fikri.

“Mamah is proud of you, Son. It turns out that Mamah's child is old and can already think of adulthood,” said Ibu Dira while rubbing his back.

“From a long time ago he was an adult. Only Mamah always pamper him so he does as he pleases,” said Mr. Taufik.

“Tapikan because of the upbringing of Mamah, Fikri can be trusted by others,” said Ibu Dira proudly.

“Iya. But he became involved in a big problem in the country of people,” said Mr. Taufik.

“How the hell, Papah? Instead of supporting her son even scolded,” said Ibu Dira.

“Mamah heard by himself Fikri's adoptive parents can't do anything when disturbed by his family,” said Mr. Taufik.

“Already Fikri, just love your legacy to his family. Mr. and Mrs. Lee is no more. They've calmed down there,” said Mr. Taufik.

“Your father is not a poor man, Papah can still give the company and the legacy to you,” continued Mr. Taufik.

“Can't, Pah. Fikri has promised to carry out their trust. Isn't a man who is held is his promise?” fikri.

“Ah you, if the matter of inheritance can only be kept his promise. But when it comes to women, it is difficult to keep his promise,” said Mr. Taufik.

“Papah, no Nessa,” whispered Mother Dira.

“Let Nessa know what her future husband is like,” replied Mr. Taufik while whispering.

Then Mr. Taufik stood up.

“Let's go home. Papah is hungry,” said Mr. Taufik.

“Nessa, What aunt cooked today?” ask Mr. Taufik.

“Cooking chiness food,” replied Nessa.

“Let's go home now,” said Mr. Taufik.

Then they left the cemetery.

***

The next day Mr. Taufik, Ibu Dira and Prima returned to Indonesia. Fikri and Nessa stay home. They were accompanied by Aunt and Mr. Sam.

Fikri returned to work in the office and Nessa also worked in the office. There are a lot of documents that need to be deleted. Fikri is still unable to return to Indonesia because he has not been able to leave his company. Plus many letters from the court were sent to him. Mr's brothers. Lee filed a lawsuit against Fikri.

If only to face a lawsuit is not a problem for Fikri. But there began to be terror disturbances directed at him. I don't know who's terrorizing him. Fikri doesn't want Nessa to be the victim. So he decided to send Nessa back to Indonesia. But who does he think can bring Nessa here? The obvious must be a trustworthy person who picked up Nessa.

“Nes, do you have a passport?” ask Fikri while they are having dinner at home.

“Have. Why?” nessa answered while chewing the food.

“Can't you pick you up here?” ask Fikri.

“Bapak sent me home?” ask Nessa.

“I'm afraid they'll come after you. I'm afraid they'll hurt you. Because you are my weakness,” replied Fikri.

“I don't care if you tell me to go home. But then how will Father? Who will accompany you?” ask Nessa.

“You don't have to worry. There was an Aunt and Mr. Sam who accompanied me at home. In the office there was Hassan helping me. After all, your future husband is one of the conglomerates in Singapore, so you don't have to worry,” said Fikri.

“It's not about that that I'm worried about. I am worried about the safety of Mr.” said Nessa.

“Do not worry, I will take good care of myself,” replied Fikri.