
"Who? Who do you mean, Roberto Louis?" cecar Arka was confused and astonished. Why was this old man before him so warm often staring at him.
"Of course you are. Who else. Look at this picture well." Gabriel handed the sizable pendant into Arka's palm.
Arka watched in silence. He did not know also did not know the photos of anyone who was in this heart-shaped pendant.
"This beautiful woman with long curly hair is your mother. Her name is Martina Louis." The information conveyed by Gabriel, made Arka instantly flabbergasted.
How could the woman in this picture be her mother. In the sense of a woman who has been pregnant for 9 months and gave birth to the world. Indeed, Arka saw a slight resemblance between the two of them.
"You look a bit like Martina, but the contours of your face and body are more like your father. Martina's husband, my sister-in-law, is Armando Vargoba. My dead accomplice was killed in that massacre." Gabriel looked at Arka's face before him with two overcast eyes.
"Forwardly. I'll hear it" Arka said, allowing Gabriel to reveal all of his past. Because Arka wants to get his certainty. From where could the middle-aged man before him at this moment, claim to be his uncle.
"I'll tell you. Twenty-seven years ago. The Louis clan was attacked by a clan of our opponents called the Banderas. The secret of the weakness of the fort as well as how many troops leaked because at that time we did not realize that there was an intruder disguised as a chef. This group was attacked when we were asleep. Despite our high vigilance we remain deflated. You who were not born long ago were taken away by my people.
At least, if we don't survive, you can still survive. My hope is that one day you will return to make this clan seen again. Apparently, my man didn't survive either. Since then we have lost track of you. I, who survived with some of my faithful men, have been trying to find you everywhere for years. However, all the results are nil.
Until, I decided to bring the rest of my people to hide and disguise. Let them all assume that the Louis clan is dead and gone. We are hoarding power and recruiting some people over the past few years. My hope is still one and I am sure that one day I will find the heir of the lost Louis clan. Uncle's sure if you're alive somewhere. All my hopes were proved that night. Unsearchable you show yourself in front of us."
Gabriel stopped his story, saw enough words to make his chest tight. Recalling the bloody incident made his anger stir again.
But his old body refused, he should not be too depressed and think too much weight.
"Master, remember your blood pressure. Be calm. Our new chairman has returned" Apollo said. One of Gabriel's men since 20 years ago who is still loyal to serve him. Because this man owes his life to Louis's family.
"You're right. I should be happy and calm" Gabriel said, patting Apollo on the shoulder. Because Gabriel was a little staggered. This man looks melancholic when it comes to his family that has passed away. However, when faced with his enemies, Gabriel would be a bloodthirsty figure.
"You heard it. You're the successor of the Louis family. You are the new leader of this clan. Your name is no longer Arka Sadewa but Roberto Louis" Gabriel said. He held tightly to the hand of the Ark.
This man was still confused and could not yet digest the reality before him. How could he who was just a small workshop mechanic suddenly become the successor of a rich family as well as the chairman of a mafia clan.
Arka who since childhood did feel different with other children began to suspect and ask his origin. At that time the old woman who always wore kebaya and cloth when doing her work in the rice fields and forest outskirts. Tells how he found the baby statue at that time.
The mbok who has not had a son is therefore very happy when he finds a red shirt crying from thirst and cold. He seemed to get a great gift from the almighty and then immediately returned home with a happy cry.
The location of his house which happened to be very far apart and other neighbors, made no one suspicious when he said that Arka was a child who had just been born by him. Although over time when Arka grew up the people began to suspect because the contours of the face and body Arka different from the genetic family.
The mbok did not care to continue to admit that Arka was her son with her late husband. She continued to support Arka and her son after her husband died.
Doing any work is hard even if he does not care. To support his three children who have been orphans since childhood.
"Where do you know, and what proves that I'm the son of the woman you call Martina?" tanya Arka full of search. He did not want to just accept this reality outright.
"I if the baby of Medina had a very rare mark. Even that sign proves that you are our next leader. The news of the mark on your body has spread to some of our enemy clans. Because that is what then ignites their desire to fight our group because the main target is to finish you off. You know, how many lives have been lost to save your life? even your parents died tragically. I don't know why I've lived so long to this day." Gabriel returns to telling the story in truth. In a state of holding back the cry until his lips quiver.
It would be very weak to recall how one by one his family was not in such a terrible situation. In front of his eyes it all happened clearly. And, the signal's memory it keeps spinning until now.
"This sign is the oldest constellation, Orion." Gabriel opened the left Ark's chest and showed a mark that resembled a mole-like point. However, if noticed it does resemble the shape of the constellation Orion.
Arka just realized, that's the meaning of the mark on the top of her chest.
"You know, Orion means great hunter at night from the west. Our clan is from the west. And your father was also my father, and your grandfather was two men who were great hunters. They were able to finish off each of their enemies with a single buzz. You're the only one of Louis' descendants who, like the two of them, has a mark. Do you understand now, Roberto?" Gabriel steadied deeply into Arka's thick eyeball and seemed to pull her into a vortex. Like the Milky Way galaxy.
"So, I-" Arka still doesn't believe the reality she can in this moment. But if this can make him strong and powerful, he will gladly accept it.
*With the new identity I got. I can get you out of that prison. Anjali.
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