The True Heirs
Meet Jamaludin.

Milan Italy.

Someone was getting ready to meet Jamaludin immediately out of the room. He heads to the living room and sees Adrian playing a ballpoint pen. Then Aska looked at the watch on the hand which showed it at 07:00 p.m. 

“Meeting what time?” ask Ask.

“Exact meeting at eight. From here to the hotel where the meeting took only fifteen minutes,” replied Luke. 

“Before we leave, I want to give you a pen coated in gold. You just put it in your shirt bag,” replied Adrian while thrusting the pen. 

Aska frowned while looking at Adrian and grabbed the pen, “I don't need dad's ballpoint pen.”

“You know that ballpoint pen is not an ordinary ballpoint pen. That ballpoint pen has a scouting device. When viewed from afar it is just a regular ballpoint pen. But when viewed up close there is a very small camera has been tucked there. When you meet with Jamaludin, the ballpoint pen can automatically record the activities of Jamaludin. Honestly, I want to know how asshole Jamaludin was when he met you. The one where he met the baby he had thrown away and is now alive,” Adrian said.

“It looks like it's very interesting. I would love to see the look on his face,” said Aska who put the ballpoint pen in his shirt pocket.

“Dad will be waiting for you in the car. There will be some people who wear all-black clothes sitting in the visitor's chair. Dad gave them money. They'll have dinner there. But they are on duty to protect you from Jamaludin,” Adrian said.

“Good dad,” says Aska.

“You must not strain and show your anger to Jamaludin. You also do not get too carried away by the words of Jamaludin. Let's just say you met a crazy person. If he starts getting angry give him a sweet smile,” Luke's advice to Aska.

“Indeed she's my lover what uncle?” ask Ask who made Adrian laugh.

“Take it like that. He only needs affection from someone, ” replied Adrian who stopped his laughter.

Without answering Aska stood up and turned her body. He has put on his face. The one where his firm face was making the bodyguards pass by became frightened. Secretly Aska gave off an aura of death.

While the two middle-aged men soon caught up with Aska. They rushed over to the event and took her forward. There was a luxury car that Lione's grandfather had prepared. At that time they went to the hotel, where Jamaludin was staying.

It didn't take 15 minutes for the car to enter the VVIP area. There some people wearing all-black clothes immediately approached Aska. One of the guards gave instructions to head to the restaurant. Aska just kept quiet but listened to what the bodyguard said.

Upon entering the elevator, Aska saw the bodyguards. Before getting out of the elevator there is a code to stand guard in front of the restaurant area. They nodded their heads and obeyed what Aska said. After exiting the elevator, they headed straight to the restaurant. Once there the restaurant was only attended by a few people. Dashing Aska walked towards the table in the corner of the room.

At that table a middle-aged man was sitting leisurely. But his face could be guessed by Aska. The man was setting his anger alarm. Aska began to think about working it out.

“I'm a representative of Mr. Fabio to meet you,” greet Aska kindly.

“Please sit down,” Jamaludin said in a friendly manner.

Aska immediately threw his ass in front of Jamaludin. He immediately let out his voice and looked at her sharply. Secretly Aska started flying the war flag. He would not allow Jamaludin to seize Wicaksono Group in the slightest. 

“Do you bring all documents about Wicaksono?” asked Jamaludin who began to look at Aska's face.

“Every meeting you ask for the document? What happened to that document?” ask the Aska who pretended not to know. 

“All the documents are about the legitimate ownership of Wicaksono Group,” replied Jamaludin who advanced his body and looked into Aska's eyes. 

“Oh... like that? Why are you so ambitious about getting that document, Mr Jamaludin?” ask Aska who is smiling sweetly while intimidating Jamaludin. 

“Kok you are very sure once?” ask Ask. 

“Because the owner is no dead alias,” replied Jamaludin. 

“Amin then. You know..the person you pray to die is now in front of you,” said Aska who smiled smirk. 

“So, you mean?” jamaludin asked who was very surprised and his body started to tremble. 

“The Real Heirs are now in front of you. I am Aska Wicaksono. The son of Mr. Adrian Agard and Mrs Christina Wicaksono. I am also Damian Wicaksono's grandson. The one where you destroyed his family for ambition alone. Oh. yeah one more thing. I almost forgot something. I'm Frank Agard's nephew. Frank Agard you got rid of by sabotaging his car. You made my uncle an accident on the highway. Fortunately, my uncle is alive. Now he is still alive,” explained Aska who made Jamaludin not believe. 

“You lied!” jamaludin snapped with a high tone. 

“I'm not lying. I seriously. I am Aska Wicaksono. A baby who has only been born in this world for a few days is now in front of you. Bayu was transformed as a man full of revenge,” added Aska who made Jamaludin more furious. 

“You lied! You should be dead!” jamaludin's increasingly high. 

Some of the visitors wearing all-black clothes immediately stood up. But quickly Aska gave a code to sit first. They agreed and sat back down while observing the circumstances. 

“Never dream to get what is not yours!” asska who began to threaten Jamaludin. 

“I'll kill you!” jamaludin. 

“I'm tired of your threats, old man. Release of Wicaksono Group. Live in peace with my son who has the disease. I'll promise you a share of ten percent. After that you should not disturb the peace of the Wicaksono family and their relatives. If you interrupt back. I do not hesitate to destroy the black organization that you have built,” said Aska flatly. 

“I warn you once again. If you threaten me like that. I'll kill you!” jamaludin. 

Aska laughed out loud at the threat from Jamaludin. He was not afraid to hear the threat. He responded to it casually. Then Aska said, “I told you. All the evidence of the crime you have made so far is in the hands of the police. Sooner or later the police will hunt you down. One more don't make your son a weapon to take Wicaksono. You should have taken care of him and protected him, it doesn't mean you taught me to be a demon like you. If your son's illness recurs, it's very troublesome. I fear the public and all the media know and then sneer at your son,” added Aska who made Jamaludin forget the child. 

“If you don't want those shares. I can pull it again,” reply Aska. 

Jamaludin's hands began to clench and pound the table. He did not accept the threat of Aska. He did not expect that in his lifetime there would be such a threat. He began to stand up and approached Aska. Jamaludin raised his hand towards Aska. But Aska quickly fended it off with half her strength. Jamaludin immediately fell down. 

Kdakkkk. 

Fortunately, the restaurant was booked by Fabio, Grandpa Lione's assistant. So if they were to make a fuss there would be no fuss. The bodyguards disguised as visitors remained silent. They are always connected with Adrian. Only Adrian can give orders, when they attack.

Aska fell down while pulling Jamaludin's hair. Then Aska said, “Never play around with me! Catch that!” 

Aska immediately stood up and left Jamaludin who was still falling down. He gave them a code to leave the restaurant. Honestly, he was already furious with Jamaludin's behavior. 

Aska decided to return to the VVIP parking area with many bodyguards escorted. Then Aska got into the car and saw Adrian and Luke who were holding back laughter. Aska was confused by the two of them. Aska's burly hand hit Adrian's shoulder as she asked, “Why did Father and Uncle Luke laugh?” 

“We don't laugh,” exclaim them in unison. 

“Then?” ask Aska who is getting suspicious.