Papa To Kirana

Chapter 57 Letter From Karina

A thin woman placed a cup of coffee in front of me, then with a glance of anxiety, she also placed another cup of coffee near a man with a paplang mustache.

At first glance I glanced at the clock hanging on the wall of the office of this man's mustache. In half an hour I have to be home, because my family will be holding a small event of gratitude for my return from the hospital.

The woman who served coffee earlier, approached her boss again to hand over a black box.

“Please drink the coffee first, Mr. Balin Mahendra.”

The man with the paplang mustache pointed at the coffee in front of me, then immediately switched again to the document he was holding.

“Thank you.”

I gulped down a little black coffee, and put it back on a small plate.

“Previous, I'm Richard, Irawan's family lawyer. I mean ask for your presence here, of course to discuss the issue of inheritance letter from Indra Irawan.”

“Didn't the letter have been burned by Harsa?”

“The letter burned by Harsa is nothing but a copy. The original legacy letter is in my secretary.”

Richard smiled and lowered his head.

“And I apologize for the negligence of my new secretary, because the original Indra Irawan inheritance letter was lost without my knowledge.”

Richard righted his misunderstanding and also admitted that at first he believed the inheritance letter made by Harsa was indeed true.

However, after rumors of Harsa's infamy spread on the media network, his connections in the police force could not help anymore, and plus evidence of Harsa's voice recording stored on my phone made the police search the contents of Harsa's house. All important documents are checked by the police.

What is finally known is the fact that Harsa has falsified Indra Irawan's legacy.

“I will read the contents of Indra Irawan's legacy letter to you, Mr. Balin.”

Richard cleared his throat and started reading the contents of the letter he had in his grasp, but somehow I couldn't focus, my mind drifting on everyone who was waiting for me at home.

After all, in general, I already know who is the heir to Indra Irawan's wealth.

“... Consciously and without compulsion to make a Statement of Will to my biological child, Karina Irawan and the child in her womb.”.

I let out a deep breath. I've been dying to see Kirana. On my last day in the hospital, I was called by someone to come to this office.

“...This letter I declare that I give all my property to my children and grandchildren, namely a house that I live in today and all company assets owned by me personally.”.

I stared blankly at the coffee cup that was reflecting the thin smoke. Richard's voice sounded like a mosquito hum in my ear.

Not that I am disrespectful, but it is undeniable, my mind is indeed in a state of difficulty focusing.

I scratched my forehead and tried to watch Richard.

“... Once again I reiterate in this letter, that my son-in-law, Harsa Russell will not get a single percent of my property. If in the future my son, Karina Irawan, dies then all my property will belong entirely to my granddaughter, son of Karina Irawan.”

“The signing of this will was witnessed by the butler and cook in Indra Irawan mansion.”

Richard closed the map and placed it on the table. Then he handed me the black box that his secretary had handed over.

I just glanced at the black box with a look of astonishment.

“This box was found during a search by the police at Indra Irawan's house and I think you need to open it,” said Richard while handing over a small key.

I grabbed the little key, turned it around in the keyhole on the black box, then slowly opened the box cover.

The contents of the black box were just an umbrella and there was a piece of paper folded neatly. I looked up at Richard who nodded slowly.

My finger took out the folds of paper. My heart trembled knowing it was a letter from Karina written to me.

From the contents of the letter, I guess it was written by Karina after our meeting at the pharmacy first and before she ran away from Harsa's house.

Here is Karina's letter.

 

If you receive this letter, it means that I am dead in this world.

Earlier, I wanted to tell you about my household and my husband, Harsa. All this time I knew my husband as a good man and loved me.

However, one day I realized that Harsa had been wearing a mask all along. His real face was a greedy assassin. He planned the murder of my father.

Angry, sad, and disappointed all mixed into one. Not only that, he also locked me up so that I could not meet my father. But there was one servant in my house who really dared to help me meet my father.

I complained to my father all that Harsa had planned. And we also secretly strategize.

My father will take me abroad. After making sure that my son and I are safe, I will carry out the next plan so that Harsa can get back from what he has done.

And you remember when we had an accidental meeting at a pharmacy?

At that time, I realized that my wallet was missing and you kindly bought me pregnant mother's milk. I'm moved. Because Harsa himself as a husband never did that.

At that time, I just came home to see my father. Along the way, you kept talking a lot of things but my attention was defeated by my father's plans.

I was so excited at that moment to talk to you. But I don't think so.

I don't want to make the strategy that Dad put together even fall apart.

I was always scared, if my plan failed, and I died, who would look after my son? I don't want my son in the hands of Harsa the Killer.

Therefore, I intend that if I die I will leave my son to you, Balin. I beg you to love him as if you love your own son.

I know my request must be very burdensome to you, but I also do not know who else to ask for help.

As my gratitude, I give 20% of my father's entire fortune, Indra Irawan, to you, Balin.

My father's lawyer, Richard, will take care of everything. I hope that you will accept a small gift from me.

If I'm gone, you'll take care of my father's company. I believe you can, Balin Mahendra.

 

Greetings from your best friend, Karina Irawan.

P.S.I returned the umbrella you lent me when you drove me home. Thank you again, Balin.

 

 

My gaze turned to the umbrella in the box, then chuckled and shed tears.

I just realized it was my own umbrella. I quickly wiped the edge of my eyes using my palm.

“With the will of Indra Irawan and also the letter written by Karina, it means that you and Kirana can inhabit the great house of Indra Irawan if you please, Mr. Balin, you will be able to,” bright Richard while upholding his back.

“I will ask Kirana first, whether she wants to stay at her grandfather's house or not.”

Richard nodded.

“I hope you also as soon as possible work in the company Irawan Group. The company had experienced a setback since held by Harsa.”

“I'll do what I can.”

Richard nodded again.

“Because you are the guardian of Kirana, then you will also take care of the wealth and all assets of Indra Irawan at least until Kirana is 21 years old.”

This was what Harsa had feared all along. His treasure fell into Kirana's hands, and now Harsa who was somewhere would definitely not remain silent.

I'm sure somewhere in the hemisphere, he's setting up a revenge scheme.