Introduction to Box Millionaire

MOTHER RELICS

In another room, Bram who was talking about the management of Production relics of the mother, arrived his son Damar grabbed his hand as if fussy.

"Daddy down," whined Damar.

"Don't, Boy. It's crowded here, you'll be separated from Daddy" Bram said.

Whining slowly, Damar sobbed but tightened his embrace on Bram's neck When fussy, Damar actually stuck tightly with him.

"Perhaps, your son will be comfortable if you are in your room, sir," said Randu staring at Bram. He knows it's not easy being a single parent to a kid as adorable as Damar.

Imagine having an office like this, Bram did not dare to do. This, Dayana prepared everything with details even a special room for her. At that time Bram was left behind since childhood, it turns out the mother had prepared for her future as a successor. The wealth that Bram has, a confused to be flanked. His heart was silent, the loss of the person he loved, first the mother, and second Elea his beloved wife, it felt hollow but strong when Damar was there.

Bram's heart rate is tight, his eyes are hot. What he has given and done for his mother, even though his mother is very thinking about his life and future.

No no, Bram must not take revenge on Tjandra. But Bram, just wants everything to work out. Those guilty have their sentences.

What he got right now, more than Tjandra took from him.

"Mama, Bram promised Mama. Bram will live his life better without taking revenge" Bram said.

Afterwards Bram's feeling was much lighter than before.

"Please sir."

In front of Bram, a brown wooden door with a carving of his name.

Bram Hartanto's.

BI Productions.

Bram, Art Productions.

Never mind, Bram is unable to bear the haru. Falling to his knees with Damar, in his arms, his shoulders trembled.

"Mama" whispered Bram.

"Daddy huuwaaaaa." As if feeling the sadness of his father, Damar cried loudly.

Randu only nodded many times, while giving his subordinates a menacing look. The one who looked was about to huddle at the commotion made by Damar and Bram.

"Let's go in, sir." Kenan opens the door for Bram, even though he understands the feelings of his superiors. However, it was a bit uncomfortable to also see people looking curiously at them.

"Ah yes. Right," said Randu. Actually he understands the attitude of the BI owner, but come on. All the artists at that pH would definitely consider it drama.

Bram stood up while calming Damar who was still fussy.

"Daddy why cry?" asked Damar in his own tears.

Bram chuckled at his son's behavior, so he realized that he was acting like a child.

"Daddy was just kidding. Then, why is Damar crying?"

"The room because Daddy was crying," said Damar faltering.

Randu, who is actually the manager as well as the creative team, clearly felt touched by what he was seeing.

Throwing his face for fear of being caught glazed, his gaze was met with Kenan's gaze. In fact, despite acting like a statue, the man's eyes also glazed over.

Randu wanted to laugh at the flat man.

After persuading and calming Damar, Randu had to bring children's toys from the play studio.

The three of them sat quietly discussing, while watching Damar who was playing.

"Slow down here, starting at the studio. Artist's room, makeup place, wardrobe. We have our own" said Randu. Actually he wanted to take his boss around, but it seemed like the mood of the boss was not possible.

"Thank you for your hard work, loyalty, and dedication" Bram said.

Randu is still normal as normal, even he has a lover. But why when he got a compliment from Bram, he blushed. Though the praise is for all the people who work hard in BI Production.

"Today, I turned thirty-two. And this is the most beautiful gift given from my late mother to me." Really, maybe even, no one knows if he's currently his birthday.

However, it was the father of Elea who played a very big role in forming the present Bram, who used to hate him so much and strictly forbid his relationship with his daughter.

Without him, Bram is nothing.

On the other side.

"It's so hot, so yak. Life without the privilege of parents, but also free of privilege if the results of grazing have people," grumbled a girl who was hot to audition for new talent from a production house.

Stunned, Bram looked at a woman from the ph, behind the window! making Bram's eyes, it was on Kenan to handle the commotion of the artists from the ph who were contesting.

TBC.

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