LOGIN"Save him!" Arka ordered.Several seconds of silence followed.Then the internet exploded.The sympathy collapsed, and the accusations shifted once again. Fear spread rapidly.On the hillside, Armand's face turned pale. His hand gripped the binoculars so tightly that his knuckles turned white. "Useless!"His plan had completely fallen apart.On the field, the man was still breathing. He looked weakly at Arka. "Sir... my son... my wife... they're in the hands of the Wijaya Family... please..."HONK!The sudden blare of a car horn shattered the night.Arka gave a slight nod. The worry in the eyes of the man lying on the ground gradually faded. His breathing faltered, and his eyelids slowly closed.Arka immediately knelt and checked his breathing. It was still there, but barely. "Hurry! Take him to Mahatara Medika Hospital. Save him!"Two men immediately lifted the blood-soaked body into a vehicle. The engine roared, and the car sped away.Before the atmosphere could settle...VROOOM!Th
Comments supporting Arka began fighting back. The debate grew increasingly heated."Use your logic," Arka continued. "I suspect these accounts twisting the facts are paid trolls."The comment section turned into a battlefield. The two sides clashed fiercely.Suddenly, Black Garuda walked over and handed him a phone showing another video that had just gone viral.In the recording, a middle-aged man knelt on the ground, crying. "Mr. Arka! Please let my son go! He's still just a child! I was wrong! I'm begging you!"He repeatedly bowed until his forehead struck the ground. His performance was dramatic and deeply moving.The video spread instantly and began influencing public opinion."How pitiful...""His father is already begging.""Give the child back!"Arka remained calm. Instead, his gaze became even sharper."That's some impressive acting," he said flatly. Then he issued a challenge. "If you're really his father, come to the open field on the northern outskirts."He looked straight
At the Wijaya Family residence, the atmosphere was filled with mockery instead. Bram watched the video while laughing."Idiot! With this much pressure on him, he's actually going live? He's asking to die!"The other family members laughed along with him.But Armand, seated at the head of the room, did not join them. His fingers tapped lightly against the armrest of his chair. His eyes narrowed, filled with calculation."Bram... have all the street surveillance cameras been taken care of?""Yes, Master. There isn't a single complete recording left."Armand nodded slowly, but his expression remained serious. "Then where is his confidence coming from?"He murmured to himself, trying to figure out the possibilities.Meanwhile, in the Darmawan Family's study, Romi let out a sigh after seeing the announcement. "This kid... he's being far too direct."In his opinion, Arka should have waited while gathering evidence. A direct confrontation was far too risky.Meanwhile, at Pradana Group's head
In a luxurious bedroom at the Darmawan Family villa, Calista was rolling around on the bed, annoyed that Arka had not replied to any of her messages. She had already sent him dozens of chats, jokes, complaints, even flirtatious messages, yet none had received a response."Arka is so annoying! So mean! He must be with that Mireya again!" She pulled at the silk blanket until it became wrinkled, her lips pouting in frustration. "Hmph! What's so special about her? I can do that too..."To distract herself, she randomly opened a short-video app. But the very first video that appeared made her freeze.The footage showed Arka beating a child."Impossible... this can't be happening!" Calista's face turned pale, and her chest tightened. She could not believe that the man she had always relied on could appear like that.Without a second thought, she immediately called her father."Dad!"But before she could finish speaking, Romi's calm voice came through."I know. I've already seen the video. I
The video showed a brutal scene. Arka was striking a young boy. The deliberately edited camera angle made everything appear cruel.Keira stood frozen as the world around her blurred.The man she knew, the one who protected others, the one who remained calm, was the complete opposite of the figure in the video. She bent down to pick up her phone, her hands trembling.The footage kept replaying in her mind. The cold gaze, the harsh slap, and the crying child. Her chest tightened as the trust that had only just begun to grow collapsed in an instant.She walked to the safe and took out her backup phone. Her hands shook as she inserted the SIM card.Arka's profile picture appeared.Countless words swirled through her mind: anger, disappointment, confusion.But in the end, she typed only one word.[Why?]The message was sent.A tear fell onto the screen.***The child abuse incident involving Arka erupted like a grenade thrown into the surface of still water. The video circulating online ha
Images of the past surfaced in Arka's mind. Comrades who had fallen because they had shown mercy to children like these. Their eyes filled with regret, the blood that had flowed, every memory pressed heavily against his heart.To him, anyone who carried a weapon was an enemy.Regardless of age.The guilt he had buried for so long erupted. His hand swung forward.SLAP!The child's teeth scattered across the ground. His body went limp before losing consciousness."Boss! That's enough!"Black Garuda appeared and pulled Arka back from behind. "Too many people are watching."Arka's breathing was ragged, and his eyes were bloodshot. Anger mixed with sorrow. He closed his eyes for a moment before opening them again. His gaze had turned cold."Take him." Black Garuda gave a signal. The child was immediately carried away.They left.But from a corner of the crowd, someone recorded everything.Reza lowered his phone, a cynical smile forming on his face. "Arka... what a perfect opportunity," he







