Aqila Revenge

Chapter 10

In a skyscraper, a middle-century man vents his frustration, throwing away the work desk of the son.

He did not find the presence of the son at important meetings of his company with large investors from abroad.

"Assiten Jho, you are indeed incompetent! How can you let that child disappear at our important meeting." John's reading on a personal assistant to his two sons named Jhopan.

"I'm sorry, sir, Mr. Bram's whereabouts we can't trace. Since last night he's been turning off his phone." Jhopan replied with a bow to his face.

Actually Jhopan knows where the Young Master and his best friend are, but he and Sandra compact to keep their mouths shut tight. The two are well aware of how much Bram misses the figure of Aqilla who almost drives him crazy, for losing him.

"Where's the kid?" John murmured with deep thought where his son had disappeared.

"You know who he last met, Jho?" John asked with a probing look at Jhopan.

"Know I'm just with Sandra and I'm Master in this office." Jhopan replied still by subduing his partner.

"You're not lying to me, are you? You're not hiding her?" Ask John again.

Right now he was very suspicious of Jhopan who stood in front of him and answered his question with a face that kept his head down.

"No sir, I dare not lie to you." Replied Jhopan who this time ventured to look at the face of Mr. John who looked tangled because he was still holding back his emotions.

"Well, I believe in you Jhopan. Now keep looking for him until he gets. If you bring him in front of me." John's command by breaking his son's broken desk.

On Jhopan's journey, John opens his son's work drawer, in search of something he can use as a clue to find Bram.

Four drawers he had opened and he was ruffled, until when he opened the drawer to five. John was surprised when he saw a letter that his son had given him a fingerprinting ink in red that smelled very rancid.

John took it and read the letter carefully and permeated what his son had been feeling all along. Which is in the letter.

Dear Daddy's.

I know, if you've read this letter, it means you've lost me. Either I lose myself forever or I just disappear with no news.

Dad, you taught me to be strong and not weak. Moreover, you always stress myself so that I don't cry. A challenge for you is that a man is crying, isn't he?

But Dad, every day I go through crying. Yep. I wept. Weep for the destiny of life I must live. Lamenting the departure of my lover who went nowhere.

I live my life full of nothingness. And darkness, but no one cares, including you, that I only have in this world.

I felt I could not decide my own way of life. Everything I've lived is by your will as well as Mommy's. Don't realize you've made me a living doll for you.

You seem so happy with the birth of a grandson in your son's theatrical marriage, regardless of my wounded heart, seeing my wife's play so slickly deceive you all. Said he was my real son. I never touched her, I never slept with her.

I'm silent not talking, not telling the truth that you won't believe or care about. Because I'm sure you trust my wife more than I do, your son.

Now I'm gone and maybe I'm not coming back. Maybe I'll come back with someone you guys deliberately threw out of my life in a vile way.

As bad as he is, as destructive as he is, because of your actions. He'll still be a diamond in my eyes. If I've found it. I'll take his life, so he won't leave my life again. If you want us to separate again, it means you want my death.

Dad, in my life, I've never asked for anything from you. Now, please allow me to ask you for something for the first and possibly the last time in my life.

Please don't look for me and let me live happily.

Goodbye Dad, may your days be happy with your false grandson.

"JHOPAN!!!!" John cried with a thunderous voice like a thunderbolt in broad daylight.

Jhopan, who was still in front of the door of Bram's office, was talking with Sandra about Bram, soaring in shock to hear the voice of his Great Lord calling him.

He went back in with Sandra and found John holding his left chest which was painful.

"Of!!!" Sandra who ran over to John. And so is Jhopan.

"Om why? What's up?" Sandra asked John, whom she had placed in Bram's seat.

"You're reading this Sandra, your cousin's brother went looking for Aqilla. He hasn't given up. Please do a DNA test on Damian. Bram says in his letter Damian is not his real son. He never touched his wife, Calista." John said in a loud voice and then became unconscious.

"Jhopan quickly call the Doctor!" Shouted Sandra frantically seeing John faint unconscious.

"We don't have time to call a doctor. We have to get him." Said Jopan who immediately raised the body of Mr. John like a sack of rice.

He carried the old body over his shoulder. He walked so fast out of Bram's study. Jhopan's departure with Sandra was hasty and brought Mr. John unconscious on Jhopan's shoulder. Make them the center of attention of employees who are busy working.

Despite the many questions in their minds, about what happened. Yet they choose to keep their mouths shut at this time, they try not to gossip that will harm themselves, if heard by their superiors.

Meanwhile, in a hospital. Cella, who was unconscious, saw her husband's nanar deliberately smoke cigarettes in her ward.

"Mas, don't smoke here! I'm short of breath Mas," said Cella in a soft and limp voice.

"It's good if you feel short of breath, hurry up and breathe out your last breath Cella. So that I can marry Aqilla without any interference from you." Reply Dito who so pinched Cella's heart.