
Before they parted, the Nameless Master gave some messages to the disciple.
“Dit, I see you are now experiencing a lot of setbacks. Since you got married, this is what happened to you. You even had trouble beating the three,” whispered the Nameless Teacher who walked into his car, near the rotten motel.
Aditya walked by his side.
Aditya said, “I'm trying to be a different figure. Isn't that what Teacher heard?”
“Ya, right. But this one issue is not over. Don't weaken first. You must be willing to kill whoever your opponent is until things are completely safe,” said the Nameless Master.
Then, Amy Aurora seemed to signal to the Nameless Teacher. A gesture that immediately made the old man remember something.
“Oh, yes. You must not have heard of someone named Hestu, right?”
“Who is it?” ask Aditya.
“Personal bodyguard Setiawan Budi. Not an ordinary bodyguard. Sometimes he who comes down alone slashes out his master's enemies. You need to be careful with him. I can't find where he is. Even Hestu's own face I don't know for sure.”
“Kok can personal bodyguard like that?”
“Hestu fugitive international class. A few years ago, he escaped from a secret prison in Japan. Escape here and get protection from Setiawan Budi. If we manage to catch him, or kill him, there will be a big reward,” Amy explained.
“Gift? Who gave the gift to Hestu's head?” ask Aditya.
“The families of the dead victims in his hands. There are hundreds of heads of families who now form a meeting group, who pray together every year for the families of those who died at the hands of Hestu. They are not just anyone either. They are conglomerates who are willing to pay whatever origin Hestu tried,” continued Guru Unnamed.
“Great is also the person, for the size of the personal guard,” Aditya said. “But now my head is also prized by the Setiawan Budi family after the deaths of Reza, Hendy, and Herman!”
“They can't just accuse you anyway. They have enemies everywhere. You take it easy, Dit,” said Amy then hugged Aditya before they say goodbye.
Aditya reenters Frita's car. And greeted by a vulnerable sentence full of anxiety.
“What else do we have to deal with, Mom? I told you we should just run to Europe until it's safe!” said Frita.
“It won't be safe before they're all dead. That's right my teacher said just now. It will not stop until they are all dead,” Aditya said in a rather slow voice.
“But you have promised to no longer return to such a life,” said Frita while crying. Clarissa was speechless and just hugged her sister.
“I don't want that either.”
They passed from there, then Aditya thought it was true that Frita had to keep herself in a safe place, with her family. While it doesn't have to be. He has to finish this.
Aditya said, “You can go to Europe or some other safe place, while I finish all this. If not for Setiawan Budi's connection with rotten politicians and great businessmen in this country, we do not need to bother this way!”
“Good. If you think it's the best, Mas,” said Frita.
***
Deddy Prakoso, his biological father Hendy, walked hastily into the headquarters of Setiawan Budi, a luxury house that stands on a large land in the Tangerang area. The distended man looked angry.
From there Setiawan Budi has been controlling the movement of money and his men. He has rarely jumped into the field but always gets reports all the time. And always be the brain of the whole operation.
Deddy Prakoso is not a prominent figure in the family. He is even often labeled as a pestle, because only ride wealth and fame alone. Deddy has never been successful in business even though he often gets a capital loan from his family. Now he is struggling in a field of business that does not make his name known.
Deddy was furious while throwing in the latest newspaper edition of the day.
“Who made my son die?!” snarl.
Setiawan Budi already knew the news of Hendy and Herman's death of course. So he just shut up.
“Mas, please finish this! From the beginning I have said that Hendy does not need to follow the wedding plan with Pandu's daughter!” continued Deddy. “But you guys keep pushing!”
Setiawan Budi stood up and tried to calm Deddy down by squeezing his shoulder and gesturing him to sit down.
“You want coffee or tea? Or the other one?” ask Setiawan Budi casually, then call the waiter to come closer.
“Mas! My son is dead! I want you to act now!” said Deddy impatiently.
“Already, loe just relax,” said Setiawan Budi. “All are in control. Just waiting time.”
“What?” deddy is upset.
“It's not just your son who's dead. Reza is dead too. Herman, the son of the chum of loe, also died. Rama now even had to hobble his way after the events of the day. But everything is already in control.”
Deddy now looks scared because Setiawan Budi is not stopping to look into his eyes. It is usually a sign that the leader wants to finish someone off. But of course Deddy will not be killed by his own cousin.
Deddy could finally just grumble away. I hope that the death of his son will be avenged soon.
Setiawan Budi prevented him from leaving. “Coming disrespectful. Going is also impolite. Sit here first, Ded!” snapped it.
Deddy looked like a stupid buffalo, obedient and turned around, then obeyed what Setiawan Budi asked for.
“This time you also have to act. Loe, don't shut up. Since when did you make a contribution to this family? Since when, he?” setiawan Budi said intimidatingly.
Deddy had a hard time answering, as he never contributed anything, except asking for money and help and occasionally asking his family to kill people he hated. Indeed Deddy and Hendy all this time is just a shame.
“Loe can, right?” ask Setiawan Budi.
“Can what, Mas?”
“Can revenge loe's own son? All these tests whether you deserve to enter our family,” explained Setiawan Budi without compromise.
Deddy Prakoso can only bow down, it is impossible to refuse the order of the leader. He also took a photo of Aditya. A photo of someone who is most likely behind Hendy's death.
“If you can kill this person, you will get more than what you need in this family,” Setiawan Budi said, and he considers it as a promise.
Although of course, Deddy was never able to make that happen.
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