Real Inheritors

Damians

After going through routine controls for a few days post-surgery, Damian was allowed to go home. Of course with some provisions that must be considered in the recovery period, also routine controls for the next few months. 

A luxurious penthouse complete with servants and several bodyguards has prepared Brata for her nephew, Damian. There is also Andi, and Damian's personal assistant Olivia.

Since living in the penthouse, Damian's days have never been missed without studying. Starting from learning a foreign language, the basics of business management, until then there will come a time for Damian to come to the company and sit as CEO. 

Cyrilo Pte Ltd, a private company created several years ago by order of Biantara after they learned of the whereabouts of Mahesa's son. The company engaged in property and construction was raised by Brata with a ‘foot hand’nya named Riko. 

To understand many things simultaneously, of course, it takes a short time. Moreover, Damian has no basis at all in some of those things. Therefore, he often feels frustrated with demands that may seem excessive. If it had been like that, Damian would have remembered his determination to avenge the injustice that had befallen him and his family. 

“Oliv, is Mr. Damian already-.”

“Sstt. He fell asleep,” said Olivia who came to bring a blanket from Damian's room. Seeing his master sitting with both eyes closed and a book that almost fell out of his hand made Andi quickly fix Damian's position. He also asked for the blanket and covered half his master's body.

Damian seemed very tired, to the point of not being bothered when Andi did it. The man will move from the workspace to the living room when saturation begins to whack.

“Master hasn't had dinner?” asked Andi while looking closely at Damian's face.

“But.” 

Andi threw out his breath slowly considering that these few days Damian was indeed like he had no appetite for food. “Leave it here. Yesterday also moved alone ‘kan?” andi asked remembering Damian came out of the room this morning after he fell asleep on the couch.

“Iya.”

“Start tomorrow ask the waiter to cook a menu of Indonesian specialties. I hope his appetite improves,” he said slowly.

“Good. I think you need a little entertainment. I feel sorry if he's always locked up in this penthouse. For example, a walk, jogging, or just a hangout in the lounge and bar,” said Olivia who tried to express her opinion.

“All the time, Oliv. Mr. Brata is not that hard,” timpal Andi who is vaguely embraced by Olivia.

The two leave Damian in a daze. They do not know if by early morning, Damian will wake up, then move to the workspace to go back to explore the things he has learned. It's always like that every night. Damian seemed to have no other purpose in his life than to avenge someone who had dared to cheat.

Until then all the hard and tired work that Damian felt paid off when Brata introduced Damian as the new CEO of Cyrilo Pte Ltd replaced him. Along with Riko, Damian understands a lot about the business world they are in. A world that no Dafi had ever thought of before.

A few months later ….

- Jakarta, Indonesia

The romantic atmosphere is instantaneous when the music is slow romance deliberately played to accompany the dance session in a luxury restaurant that is deliberately rented. That night there was a celebration of the anniversary of the wedding of a client of Biantara Group. Invitational guests who mostly come with their partners are asked to show off their affection in front of other guests. For those who come with a wife or girlfriend, maybe a dance session will be very much awaited. But not with those who come with secretaries or their level. There was a sense of awkwardness, as well as a good impression at stake if they danced with subordinates blatantly like that.

Inevitably Endra also pulled his hand back and put it on the table. “You want to dance?” tanyakanya. “I don't mind doing it if you want,” Endra added. The man looked at Risa who was watching the surroundings as if avoiding the chat with her.

“You know ‘kan I am only a servant child, dance like that where I can,” said Risa immediately. The woman seemed to want to remind Endra that they are different castes. Not without reason, Risa began to be bored with innuendo often thrown by Monica. Monica thinks she's after the daughter-in-law's position in the family. But the truth is, he really wants to be free and stand on his own feet.

“Risa. I know you've been in a dilemma all along,” said Endra.

“Dilemma? About what?” Risa's forehead wrinkled at Endra's speech which she thought was so ignorant.

“You know ‘can I like you?”

“Then, what is my business? That's your right, and I don't care,” he said lightly. If not in the office, Risa and Endra are used to talking like friends. They grew up in the same house. 

“You must be thinking, if you accept my love, people will think badly of you. But if you ignore me, you will feel tormented because you actually have the same taste. How, I was right ‘kan?” ask Endra confidently.

“Ish, you know. Sorry yes, Sir. I'm picking up ashes that never dreamed of being Cinderella. I am quite happy with my current situation, and never imagined a fingernail would be with you.” Risa turned the lazy eyeball looking at Endra's expression that was doubting her speech.

“If I force how? I don't mind if we go backstreet.”

“No, Sir. Thank ye. Oh, yeah, I heard you're gonna be set up this weekend. My advice is stop saying silly things like that,” said Risa while sipping cocktails in her glass. 

“The engagement won't happen until I can make a deal with our client.”

“And surely you will make that deal. Yes, ’kan?”

Endra clucked in annoyance, while Risa grinned thinly while putting her glass back on the table.

-singapore

“Master has decided you're going to Jakarta. Why are you still here? Go home and sleep, Damian. Tomorrow you have to take a flight, lest your alcohol be detected by airport officials. ‘Kan is not funny,” carelessly Riko who began to be affected by alcohol. Damian smiled faintly as he placed the whiskey glass on the bar table.

Jakarta. After almost a year, he will finally return to Jakarta tomorrow. Not as Dafi–ex inmate drug trafficking case, but as Damian–sang CEO of a company that is a client of Biantara Group.

Damian was looking forward to this moment. The moment where he will meet the person who on the night of the incident hid his face behind the car glass. Someone with a cowardly mentality who did not even dare to show his face to teenagers who at that time did not know anything. 

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