Introduction to Box Millionaire

MOTHER RELICS

Relief of loved ones.

"Daddy," call Damar, as soon as Bram gets home.

"Hi Boy, how's the playground?"

"Good Daddy. Damar's friends are good, his miss is good, too" Damar said.

"good. Where's grandpa?" bram asked his son who focused on playing unloading with his guards.

"I'm here, Bram," said Reksa walking towards him.

"Come with Grandpa. Damar played by himself first yes," Reksa said gently to his grandson after asking Bram to follow him.

Kenan as Bram's assistant certainly tailed though without being asked.

As soon as they sat in the living room, Reksa handed over some documents and a laptop to Bram.

"This is your mother's legacy, sorry to be selfish by asking you to control your papa company and plus your in-laws' construction, after all it's your mama's asset too. Now the control of S Construction is really in your hands, so papa can give your rights with relief. You know Bram, Elea's gone. Papa is worried if later the company is built with Day from zero. Fall into the hands of the wrong person ...."

Sighing his breath, Reksa paused his words.

"You know for yourself what the performance of the board of directors is. The people you choose have good quality and quantity. So that they could control the company with their effort and selfishness."

Bram listened carefully, he also understood the competition in silence between directors. If only he had not asked that the leadership still be on behalf of Handaru Sutomo. Of course it's been since the beginning they scuttle the Bram road.

"Now you can control S Construction, as well as being a board of directors at BI Production. Your mother planted shares for the production house, now maybe the PH is still small. But, papa sure. Look at the current market opportunity. BI will definitely be great and triumphant in your hands, Bram" Reksa stared proudly at his son.

"And this flash, an accident of the mother, while with uncle Armanto. Keep investigating, papa also feels unable to who the original mastermind." explained Reksa Hartanto.

With a look of disbelief, Bram grabbed the document with trembling hands.

There was something that her mother left for her.

Swiping slowly the file, Bram's tears were about to spill but he held it. As a man, he must be strong and strong. The burden on his shoulders should he carry with all his might, in the name of his ancestor.

"You can see it tomorrow" said Reksa. Touched, seeing how much Bram appreciates his mother's property even if it's just a small thing.

"Thank you, sir." Bram looked at Reksa with a sincere smile.

"Next after you can handle all your efforts, try to find a partner. You need a wife, Bram. So Damar knows what it's like to have a mother." Muta's words made Bram speechless.

Bowing for a moment, Bram did not know what to answer. He felt comfortable with the current state, his affection was only focused on Damar. After all, if he remarried, whether his wife would be able to love Damar as much as he loved that adorable boy. Moreover, Elea's shadow is difficult for Bram to forget because his love is so great.

"BI Productions. As far as I know the production house has stood for quite a long time, sir. Only, they were not very famous. Recently they had a lot of newcomer artists who were able to break market share" Kenan commented when Reksa asked Damar to garden in the back garden.

"Once I liked mama with the entertainment world, my mother was a Kenan artist. It's just that I was too busy attracting attention, to the point of not paying attention to my mom" said Bram.

Inevitably, her tears were dripping as well. It feels like Bram is like an ungodly kid who misrepresents attention, but it's too late, isn't it?

"Let's take a look at BI Production's Kenan. Let's see how interesting the world of entertainment is."

Dressed in a semiformal suit, Bram dressed Damar similarly to himself.

"You sure you took Damar there?" asked Reksa, watching Bram's busyness packed the needs of his son.

"Yes Pah. Damar would love to meet a lot of people" Bram said. Now both of them looked at Damar who was trying to wear his own shoes.

Then they clapped their hands cheerfully, as the boy managed to use the shoes. Unfortunately Damar, wear it upside down.

"Boy, that's you wearing upside down" Bram said.

"No. This is correct, the front one is not behind Daddy," argued Damar, paying attention to his shoes that are attached properly according to him.

"It's not like that Damar, it's what you wear to your left foot dear," said Bram withstanding the amused oddity.

"really? It looks the same." The boy's forehead crinkled at the shoes that he thought were the same shape.

"Here, let Daddy put it up." Bram approaches his son, but Damar refuses.

"No. Miss Rein said Damar must learn to put his own shoes on." Taking off his shoes that have been installed neatly, Damar rearranges the location of his shoes.

Damar was so serious about the location of his shoes, his forehead to the point of wrinkling with lips.

After he noticed correctly, the location was indeed a bit odd. So he turned the position of the shoes earlier, then he felt if the location was right.

"What's that like?" he pointed at the shoes in front of him.

Bram and Reksa compactly nodded, they were proud of Damar's intelligence.

TB

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