Retaliation of the Son of a Former Mafia Boss

Facing the First Test

After Leon's funeral keeps his promise Okan is taken to a place, a house in the middle of a forest of secret homes belonging to Leon in the past, The stubborn boy would gain an experience he could not forget for a lifetime.

“You know what this place is?” leon asked, a resolute aura emanating there.

“I don't know.”

“This is the place that can save me.”

“Then why was I brought to this place?” Okan glanced at the father.

His snide gaze seemed to want to show that he was not as weak as his father thought. While Leon considers Okan a new child yesterday afternoon, because of his nature that always acts without thinking first of the consequences of his actions.

“If you want to be a ruler like a father, then you will pass this test just become a leader.”

“Good I received,” Okan said haughtily.

Leon really did, even though he already knew the risk if he drove his son into the middle of the forest,. It was the same as ushering his son the tiger cage.  Okan could lose hiswa, because inter-tribal discord still occurs there, what else Okan uses the tribal saluh symbol from his father, his father, the symbol of a traditional son is a dragon tattoo and several strands of bird wings.

‘My ancestors gave up this child, please take care of him’ Leon said in his heart

“I'll give you a mission. If you manage to do every level then you I consider successful and worthy to replace me.”

“Good,” replied Okan still with high confidence.

“Same father Mom will take Chelia to get treatment abroad, not just Chelia mom too,” said Leon walking limp due to gunshot wounds on his leg.

“What purposely locked me here?’ ask Okan to look at Leon.

“Why? You scared? If you want to be like your father then it must be able to go through the obstacles that I give.”

“What is this test or punishment?” ask Okan still with her indifferent attitude.

“Consider obstacles,” said the father of three children again.

“Good, Dad just tell me what the test is,” challenge Okan with self-confidence.

“I told you.” Leon took off his clothes and showed the meaning of the tattoo Okan imitated.

“This tattoo is an emblem as the chosen son of the father tribe. One of the resident tribes in this forest, a tribe that has a very great supernatural power. Our tribe has enemies from other tribes also settled in this forest. Tribe known to be sadistic and eat humans.” Okan's shoulder twitched in shock, thinking that Leon was only scaring him, but saw Leon's serious face so Okan could only listen to the suspenseful story of his father.

“Then what do they want?”

“Surely power and victory Because to gain power of course by defeating the enemy.”

“Alright,” replied Okan still with his pretentious attitude, even though he did not know how difficult it is to survive in the middle of the forest in the midst of enemy siege.

“They will catch you if you see you are in their territory. Then when you know if you have a tattoo symbol of this tribe then you will be killed by being roasted in their ritual event.”

“Alright,” Okan replied he still did not believe the story of Leon, he thought that the man deliberately scared him.

“You have to learn how to survive in the forest,” said Leon still gave direction to his son, because as bad and evil as any child, a child, he said, no parent would want to see their child hurt

Seeing Okan's attitude that considered too trivial, he wanted to get angry, but held back.

“I'm not a coach Okan, I'm just a father and husband who wants to take care of the family. I take you to a safe and bright place but why do you choose darkness for,” Leon said was not exhausted by the thoughts of his son.

“I want to be free.”

“Well, if you can pass the test I gave you and you are still alive, you are the winner.”

“Ok. Challenge I received,” Okan said.

Leon gives up Okan, although he can't survive.

Okan was left in the secret house that Leon lived in when he was still a killer and became a burunon. To hide from the enemy's target, Leon built a very secret underground house in the middle of the Kaliman forest. This time, Okan lives the life Leon once lived

“Do well and go home safely.” Leon said.

“Good, agreed,” replied Okan shrugged one shoulder like a sign that he felt capable.

Seeing the attitude of Okan who too underestimated the warning from him, Leon just sighed, then left the secret house in a careful way, he went out down the secret path that he had been decades ago, decades ago, Leon could barely get out because the tunnel was covered in weeds . Luckily he escorted Okan there during the day if only night they could both not survive.

“Happy young man's fight. I hope you can get through that trouble later,” Leon said leaving Okan , then Leon got into the vehicle he hugged inside behind the grass of a secret place.

After Leon leaves, Okan, down the basement again, tries to blame the lights, turns out to be still wrong and he walks towards the kitchen, where he is, he was silent for a moment Leon's secret house was luxurious like a hotel. All the facilities are still complete just a thought of meeting.

“What is the difficulty of living independently. Stop teaching me and treating me like a child,” Okan said .

Then he cleaned the room until it was clean because Okan type of man who is clean and perfectionist, after clean he felt the stomach began to rumble when heading to the refrigerator then the most difficult obstacles have been started.

“Kok, empty refrigerator no - what.”

The handsome man unpacked all the drawers because it had not been inhabited for years all the food there was expired.

“Sial .. no food turned out. But calm can be overcome,” he said confidently.

Okan out of his nest he went through a secret road as Leon said, at the end of the tunnel road he arrived at a river, one of the longest and widest rivers in Kalimantan. Okan like a confused person because there was nothing there only tall trees and the typical sounds of the forest were heard.

Just walking for about two hundred meters he had already felt an unpleasant aura, the sound of wind whirring as if whispering swept across his face.

“Ah .. shit I get goosebumps,” said Okan rubbed his bristling fur.

When wanting to turn around the body a male figure dressed in feathers holding a wooden coke and a pierced nose stood right in front of him.

“Oh, jeez what is this thing!” Okan shocked.

A second later without the aling-aling the man had already attacked him with a stick in his hand.

Seriate.