The Mission of the Lost Heir

The sky looked hostile, drizzle began to pour down on the earth, making residents run to save themselves from the rain even though it was drizzling.A food delivery man had just stopped his motorbike in the parking lot when he saw someone he knew. Attracted by his curiosity and heart-wrenching reaction when he saw that he was sure that the girl was his girlfriend."No way Clarissa." The man said, refusing to believe it. But make sure your heart and body are united to work together for the truth.Short steps, the man's mind didn't want to believe it but the man's heart and body didn't want to turn around.The girl was so spoiled by a man who was quite tall, wearing an expensive suit, from head to toe, even those shiny black loafers that Brian wouldn't be able to afford them no matter how many years Brian saved. Forget how the man looked, the center of Brian's attention was the girl the man thought was his girlfriend.Brian Dhariftan, the food delivery man, followed them as soon as they

Just to ask Brian, he had to get hit first before he could get an answer.The short, stocky man laughed, the sound bouncing around the small, messy room. It's nighttime, how could that man laugh like that?“Are you asking or are you stupid, huh? Look at this!" The man held up a piece of paper right in front of Brian's face. "This is proof that you are the guarantor for the money borrowed," he said."Loan? Debt? What do you mean? "I don't understand at all," admitted Brian."Do not understand? Here's the proof. You are Dion Wirana's guarantor. "Without further ado, you'd better pay within three days or I'll have you surgically removed to remove your precious internal organs." The man moved his finger from Brian's chest down, pretending to dissect his stomach.Brian was silent.The man who acted like a boss motioned to his subordinates to leave."I've never made any agreements, or even borrowed money from you guys," said Brian, stopping the short man in his tracks. "How could I have to

The life that Brian believed was fine with his limitations is now destroyed. He no longer had hope. People despise and insult him who has nothing. Is happiness so expensive to achieve for someone who was born poor and without parents? Is a happy life only for those whose families are complete and have money? Dreams just need to be achieved without having to try?Brian walked under the rain that fell that afternoon. The sky was dark with the roar of lightning striking. His mind was in a mess. The words he heard, the looks in his eyes, and the actions of people destroyed his soul which for the past fifteen years had been trying to survive. Do they know, it wasn't easy for Brian to get to this point, when he had a dark childhood in the care of his uncle, because his aunt didn't want him to be seen as a burden, but his uncle still defended him, cheering him on in the midst of torture and hurtful words. what his aunt said. Not to mention his cousin who confiscated all his belongings, tortu

Bruk! Bruk!His fist hit one of the street thugs and he fell. What Brian did surprised them. One by one they started to attack but Brian had the upper hand, he kicked, threw punches, and even slammed the big bodies of the thugs and they fell in an instant.Brian trains in self-defense and takes advantage when the men are off guard. But that only knocked them out, it didn't make them faint at all. There was no time left, Brian grabbed the girl's hand and ran from there and two thugs got up to chase him.Brian took advantage of that little time. He realized that thugs like them wouldn't be easily defeated, that's why he just knocked them out and then took the girl to escape.“That way. Chase them!” One of the thugs shouted in a loud voice.Brian continued to run while pulling the girl's hand who kept looking behind her in fear. Brian then changed his running direction, turned, and continued to pull the girl. There was a small alley, Brian brought the girl closer to him. They caught thei

Brian went to one of the houses, whether it was a beautiful mansion in an elite area,- or one of the units on the top floor called the penthouse. Throughout the journey, his mind was busy guessing who would be willing to spend money on poor people like himself."So, where are you going now?" Alessia asked. The girl sat next to Brian on the bus that would take them to one of the houses."I don't know. I'll check first which one I feel comfortable with," Brian answered without looking at the girl.Their introductory handshake was like shaking hands for a servant and master contract. Brian had explained it and Alessia didn't mind because she would only follow whoever had saved the girl from disaster. If Brian didn't come, maybe his honor would be tarnished. Brian was surprised to hear Alessia's words. This tells Brian that there are still people who protect his honor, just like Brian.Both houses can be reached by bus or taxi, the distance is only about twenty minutes. The distance from