Retaliation of the Son of a Former Mafia Boss

Mystical Power

Okan was still lying in the house of the tribal chief's house, he could only lie down because the wounds on his body were so severe. But he kept forcing his brain to work, trying to remember the events before he was made into the same roast of enemies, he could still hear gunshots and topple at the man who was dancing around the fire.

“I seem to hear their voices. Is it true I'm just hallucinating?” ask Okan.

“Please take this medicine,” the old man helped Okan sit down and asked him to drink a liquid in a container made of coconut shells.

He recalls the advice Leon should not refuse to give the chieftain.

Although it smelled bad in Okan's nose, he forced a drink, as his stomach refused he smothered his own mouth and forced the medicine into his stomach.

‘Jeez what is this? The smell makes me nauseous and it feels ..’

“That root is boiled and mixed with chicken blood.” Hearing him drink chicken blood, Okan's stomach churned.

“Ueeek .. Ueeek.” He wants to vomit.

The old man gave him a tootokan on his back, immediately Okan's body was silent and stopped nausea.

“That's a valuable medicine, don't get wasted.”

“I want to get out of here,” Okan said.

“It looks like you failed miserably in your first exam.

“If you have failed and captured the enemy, it will be a disgrace to our tribe, they think that you are part of us because of the emblem that you painted on your body. Just so you know! Not haphazard to do that,” snapped the old man his tone was firm and angry.

“I'm just amazed, Cake.”

“It's not just admired. Leon has the tattoo on his body because he has passed many obstacles, you have just one obstacle is almost dead. But you do not understand the meaning of the tattoo but you have carved on your body, it is not justified,” said the old man with a more taut tone.

Okan was even more upset when the old man compared him to the father.

“Then how can I deserve to use it?” ask Okan.

“You must be like your father , master seven aspects of war and have the soul of the leader.”

“Alright, I will train hard here.”

Okan failed at the first hurdle, lucky in the crucial moments Leon came to his rescue,  if only Leon and his men had not come in time Okan had been finished off by the enemy and might have been hung at the entrance gate of the enemy. Otherwise his head would be beheaded and ushered into the tribe of Leon, they used to do that as a sign of victory, because in the Okan tattoo he was known as the son of the Chairman or an important person or leader of the war forces.

“Alright, prepare yourself after you escape from here then you can get out of this forest,” said the man with a firm look .

“Good Cake.”

Okan will stay in the forest for an indefinite period of time, one year, two years or maybe ten years, depending on how he mastered the seven techniques of war as the chief mentioned.

*

Otherside.

Precisely in Jakarta, after Leon felt calm and the wound in his leg had improved, he would bring Chelia to do treatment abroad, because during treatment in the homeland there was no progress, he would take Chelia to do the treatment abroad, she remained like a sleeping princess never to wake up again.

“We will be doing treatment for Chelia abroad,” Leon said.

“Why sudden?”

“I want him and Mom cured.”

“How about the company?”

“How about the girl?” tanya Hara glanced at Luna the young girl who was still using one stick because one of her left legs had a broken bone.

“We can not take him away he will get treatment at home, of course with strict care and care,” explained Leon.

“What if the criminal is still looking for him?”

“He will be safe, we will have Toni and Ken take him to Kalimantan. Honey I want to be honest with you, actually our mansion in Kalimantan I've bought again.” Leon explains everything, he thought Hara would be angry, because that's where Hara lost her baby.

“Alright then, it's okay,” said Hara.

Leon breathed a sigh of relief when the wife was not angry.

After talking to Luna, the young girl also agrees to stay at Leon's house until they return later from abroad and return to Indonesia.

“Oh, I almost forgot this thing, Leon pulled out a wallet and pulled out a bundle.

“I don't know what this is for, but the wife of the tribe chief gave this to you drink.”

“Ah, what is this.” Hara rounded her eyes to see the white bundle.

“Is this safe?”

“When I say you're sick he gives this to you, just try drinking,” Leon said.

“Well Hara did not refuse him to follow as Leon commanded, he drank it, it tasted bland.

But how many minutes later Hara wanted to vomit and she spewed out a blood-like clot that thickened in black.

“Gosh baby!  Did they give you magic? You okay?” Leon grabbed her hair with both hands in panic.

Suddenly Hara stood up with bulging eyes, she held her chest, “I feel .. like plong there is no more pain in the head and a sense of tightness in the chest,” said Hara, she jumped for joy.

“Ka-you ya-sure Darling?” leon asked stammeredly, the eyes of the father of three children were teary hugging Hara. He was very moved mixed with happiness to see the face of his wife who again shone.

It turned out that Hara had been sent a disease because it violated the rules in the tribe of Leon and now the disease has been eliminated.

Hara seemed to not believe what they saw earlier, Leon asked doctor Shena come to the house, doctor and friend of Hara.

“How?” leon asked as the woman attached the stethoscope to Hara's chest, looking different.

“The breathing is normal and the eyes are also normal, try mouth.” Hara did it with passion, even she could jump free.

“You believe this Doc? I'm healed,” Hara said with a widened laugh, while Leon rubbed the tip of his eye, he could not express his happiness when Hara was declared healed. In recent years, Hara has often been sickly, in fact, he had to use a wheelchair several times during the house activity because he often fell because his head often hurts and his chest feels burned making it difficult to breathe.

But at this time the woman looked like a three-year-old woman because her face was bright again, Hara was beautiful as she recovered.

“Oh, this is magical. How could you possibly be healed?” Shena looked at them in turn.

“God's power,” said Hara still with a sumringah face.

“We will take Chelia abroad, from now on we will focus on the recovery of my daughter. I want him to see you,” Leon said.

Finally Hara recovered from her illness miraculously, Leon was very happy to see Hara laughing without burden.

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