SI CULUN The Single Heir

IRON HAND

Haiden and Melani say goodbye to General Sulistyo. After getting out of the building of the Hotel Admadja Residance, Haiden immediately drove Melani home to his house.

Haiden's car stops right in front of Melani's gate. The security guard immediately opened the gate after seeing Haiden's car already in front of the gate, from his CCTV monitor.

"You don't go in yank first?" Melani asked Haiden.

"You need to yank. It's twelve o'clock tonight" Haiden replied.

"Yes already. You be careful on the road" Melani said as she kissed Haiden on the forehead.

Haiden also kissed Melani on the forehead before Melani got out of her car. Haiden's car drives away from Melani's house, after Melani enters her house.

Haiden's current goal is only one, which is to go home to rest. Haiden looked very tired, but he kept trying to focus on driving his car.

Haiden's activities today completely drained his energy, so once he laid his body on his bed, Haiden immediately fell asleep.

In his sleep Haiden dreams of meeting his father in a place he does not know at all. In the dream his father said "Take care of yourself and take care of your grandfather son".

"I'm sorry you can't be with you anymore". His father said again, then slowly disappeared.

Seeing his father's body slowly disappearing little by little Haiden shouted his father over and over again until Haiden finally woke up from his sleep and said "It turns out I'm dreaming".

Haiden looked at his watch, it was already half-five in the morning. Haiden got up from his bed to the bathroom, after taking off his clothes.

After cleaning his face and brushing his teeth, Haiden came out of the bathroom and headed straight for the wardrobe.

Haiden was just wearing a button-down sweatshirt with Boxer pants out of his room. His housekeeper who saw Haiden coming out of his room greeted "It has awakened the young master. Can you make young master breakfast?"

Haiden smiled then replied "Later bi. I'm going to exercise for a minute".

"Well young master" said the house assistant, then left Haiden.

Hiden walked behind his house. Haiden sat for a moment in one of the chairs in the garden behind his house, probably standing in the shape of horses.

Haiden is back in training his martial arts. Jumping, Salto, the various difficult movements Haiden seemed to do at this time.

When he had dozens of moves he moved without opponents suddenly dashed the idea in Haiden's mind to create a new style. But he has not yet come up with an idea of what kind of style he will create.

Haiden stopped his training and sat back in his chair to think of an idea. Haiden thought for a long time, but did not get an idea until suddenly the figure of an old man lunged at Haiden who was focused on thinking about ideas.

Haiden's body fell backward, but soon got up and stood straight in front of the old man dressed as a monk. The old man's hair, mustache and beard were already full of gray hair.

Haiden scrunched his forehead and asked "Who's grandfather?".

The old man laughed and said, "I am the great-grandfather of your grandfather's grandfather's grandfather".

Suddenly Haiden laughed back and forth at the old man's words. Seeing Haiden laughing, the old man suddenly clasped his hands together with two objects made of hand-shaped iron.

Like magic, the hand made of iron was suddenly in both hands of the old man. Haiden stopped laughing at the miracle.

Seeing Haiden's confused reaction, the old man laughed again and then replied "Grandfather told me I'm a great-grandfather to your grandfather's grandfather's grandfather. It means you're my descendant".

"Don't ask how your great-grandfather got in, because no one can stop me from going anywhere I want" he told Haiden.

Still in a curious feeling Haiden weighs "Then what purpose did grandfather meet me? And that's what?".

The old man smiled and said, "I am the iron fist. For hundreds of years I've been waiting for your birth Haiden".

"Your sons and your grandfathers, not even your father is worthy of inheriting this iron fist. It is your soul and the natural strength of your body that makes you worthy of inheriting this iron hand" said the old man again seriously.

Just now Haiden wanted to open his mouth to say something suddenly the two iron hands in the old man's hands disappeared and passed into Haiden's hands. Haiden looked at the iron hand that waded through his hand with a look of wonder.

Slowly the iron hand disappeared from Haiden's hand. He looked at his own hand that had returned to normal in the absence of the iron hand with an increasingly astonished look and feeling.

Looking at Haiden's behavior, the old man laughed and then said "The iron hand is already fused with Haiden's hand".

Haiden looked at the old man's face and said "One?".

The old man smiled and said "Yes. Your hands are now as hard as iron. Can't be hurt with any weapons".

Haiden scrunched his forehead and said "No way".

The old man laughed again before saying "It's not all that. You don't just beat people up. His bones could crumble" to Haiden and then come back laughing.

"I'll go first. Use your power for the right things" said the old man before he disappeared from Haiden's sight.

Haiden looked back and forth to find the whereabouts of the old man who claimed to be his great-grandfather. But he really can't see his form anymore.

Haiden looked back at his own two hands and said "This is not a dream. Is my hand really as strong as iron now?".

Without thinking, Haiden stepped into the house to pick up a knife in the kitchen. The housekeeper who was cooking was astonished Haiden took the kitchen knife he was using.

The housekeeper asked Haiden "What is the knife for young master?".

"I'm wearing a jerk" Haiden replied as he passed leaving the housekeeper in the kitchen.

Haiden returned to the park behind the house. After sitting in his chair, Haiden slashed his left hand with a knife held by his right hand.

Haiden's eyes glared in disbelief watching as his left hand was not injured in the slightest. He also did not feel any pain.

Haiden rested his body on the back of his chair, then looked back at his hands again after putting his kitchen knife on the table. He began to believe that now he really had the power of an iron hand.

However, the events in his nature at this time still made him confused. Because, all this time he had never believed the story of strange events like the one he had just experienced.

Events like the one he had just experienced all this time only he saw in the film only. If it were just a story, Haiden would never believe a story before he proved it himself.