6. Sri Rajasa's Favorite Grandson

"Get down and get down on your knees! Mr. Kusuma was annoyed when he saw his five bodyguards still standing without heeding Amurwa Bhumi's orders. The five bodyguards who received Master Kusuma's orders immediately kneeled on the ground while looking at each other. They had no idea why Mr. Kusuma had told him to submit before Amurwa. Amurwa who saw the doubts of the five bodyguards immediately raised his hand in the air and waved it at the five bodyguards who were looking at each other, making them surprised.

'Aaah'

The bodyguard's body, which was hit by the white light that came out of Amurwa's hands, squirmed for a while and then didn't breathe. The body that was originally brown in color is now black, making anyone who looks at it tremble in fear.

"Y-you, you killed your own friend, Amurwa?" Mr. Kusuma hit the head of the bodyguard who protested Amurwa's behavior making him stunned and then looked down. Amurwa smiled seeing the debate in front of him. He really enjoyed the show which was fun for him. It had been a long time since he had committed murder because for several hundred years, he was reincarnated in the bodies of his descendants, yet they had absolutely no chance to show his strength.

"We apologize because we had absolutely no idea that there was a grandson of His Majesty Sri Rajasa in this house." Amurwa looked at Mr. Kusuma who bowed before him. He nodded and smiled, making Mr. Kusuma was relieved.

"Now get up and go! Arrange everything I want and don't you ever rebel against my rules!" "Yes, Your Majesty.' Mr. Kusuma got up and stepped out of the back garden, while his men took care of the corpse of one of his friends and took him away from there. The atmosphere in the back garden was quiet again because all the servants followed Mr. Kusuma to the headquarters. Headquarters is where Mr. Kusuma coordinates with his subordinates which is done once a week. Just yesterday Mr. Kusuma carried out a coordination that discussed the business rivals that had started attacking several of Mr. Kusuma's companies. They had already decided to send spies to several rival companies. The subordinates who saw the arrival of Mr. Kusuma were stunned. It was unusual for Mr. Kusuma came when they were resting after carrying out their respective duties.

"Welcome, sir. Is there anything important we can do for the Master?" Mr. Kusuma sighed and then walked towards the meeting room. The seven-by-nine-meter room that Mr. Kusuma used to conduct briefings now seemed deserted. Several division heads were out and only one was on at the base,

"Call all division heads and Andra to gather now!" The division head who was now receiving orders nodded. He stepped into his private room, took out his smartphone and then sent a message to a special group. Some read the message right away and two others still haven't received it. One division head approached Mr. Kusuma who was now massaging his head and leaned him on the back of his work chair while closing his eyes.

"Do you want me to massage you?" Mr. Kusuma waved his hand to drive away the head of his division who now looked sluggish in his place. Mr. Kusuma's refusal is usually bad for anyone. Not only for work matters but for the personal affairs of subordinates who were rejected.

"Have they rolled over here yet?"

"Yes, Sir. Only two have yet to respond."

"Five more minutes of tolerance for gathering. I don't want to take my time." The man in front of Mr. Kusuma stood up and contacted his two friends who still had not heeded his orders. Five minutes passed and only two division heads came to the room that Mr. Kusuma was now occupying. Seeing the two new arrivals, Mr. Kusuma's eyes bulged. He couldn't help but think that his men would be as slow as snails in receiving the assembly order

"What are they doing for more than five minutes I've been waiting for the bridge of his nose to appear? Where's Andre? I need it so that he listens to my orders directly."

"Mr. Andra is still meeting an important Client at the head office, sir. Mr. Andra said he would follow soon after the signing of the agreement had been completed."

"Oh my God, why is my life so pathetic like this? I never even thought this would actually happen. My wife was angry, my son boycotted and now my men are doing the same with them." No one dared to raise their heads. Everyone bowed their heads in submission to the situation. Mr. Kusuma started his impromptu meeting without greeting or anything. Getting to the point and the topics covered really disappointed those who heard it.

"From now on, I will take the lead of security over to Amurwa. No one can protest and refuse. You're Bryan, I'm shifting your job to a new division. You become the butler in my house to oversee their performance. Raise the waiter's salary to achieve or fire anyone who betrays. I absolutely do not want to be betrayed by anyone including my own wife and children."

"Yes sir. Ready to execute'

"Do you mind?"

"N-no, sir. Just a little surprised. Usually I work outside the house, supervising the safety of Mr and Mrs when leaving the house. Now my job at home is to be a butler, meaning internal security is in my hands."

"Amurwa will take my wife and children wherever they go."

"Why is that, sir? Do you no longer believe in me sir?" Mr. Kusuma shook his head.

"All because of my teacher's prophecy."

"P-prophecy, sir? What kind of prophecy?' Mr. Kusuma explained all the events that had just happened in the backyard clearly without anything being covered up. There was a look of sadness on his face that could be read by all present in the room.

"I once rejected anything the Master teacher said. At that time I arrogantly promised to kill the person who became Sri Rajasa's incarnation with my own hands, however. . . when he was actually in front of me, I didn't move at all."

"Who is Sri Rajasa, sir? I have never seen or heard of a man named Sri Rajasa. Is he new to the underworld?"

"Not. He is an incredibly powerful king. He led the kingdom of Kediri very wisely. Everyone believes that Sri Rajasa is the incarnation of three gods called the Trimurti. At first I was not at all sure that in the modern world like now there is still such a thing as reincarnation. It turned out that I experienced it myself and saw for myself how the descendants of King Sri Rajasa really still exist." All eyes looked at Mr. Kusuma in surprise. Mr. Kusuma is their role model. A resolute figure who has absolutely no words of fear in his life dictionary and this time there is a hint of fear on the handsome face of the business man.

"Wh-who is he, sir? Is it Mr. Andika?"

"He's Amurwa."

"Amurwa? Stable keeper who always does his job well and . . . ." One of Mr. Kusuma's subordinates stopped his sentence after seeing Mr. Kusuma cover his lips with his index finger. "Prepare the best house for His Holiness Sri Rajasa. Amurwa Bhumi is his favorite grandson and we have to put him in the back house."