DEAD IS START!

The wind was blowing hard followed by the sound of gunfire and the screams of the employees running around. Luxury house in the center of Italy, standing firmly with clean white paint. "Save Calorin, take him to the dungeon!" Seckam said, the 45-year-old mafia was talking to the guards while continuing to pull the trigger in his hand. The beautiful 21-year-old daughter was forced to follow her bodyguard into the basement, she kept crying because she had to be separated from her mother and father at a time like this. Even though he was in a closed room, he could still clearly hear the sound of gunfire that kept racing back and forth in his house. The attack was carried out by his father's enemy, yes Seckam is a Mafia without mercy he will kill anyone who gets in his way. But not many know that he has a daughter named Calorin, he hides it for fear of becoming a weakness for himself. Calorin was almost half-heartedly in the basement, he finally got out of there. Everyone gathered in his house, his father's men who were armed with guns one by one lowered their heads. Calorin walked one step at a time towards the center of the house, to see what they were staring at. Instantly his steps stopped, his whole body stiffened! The beautiful face that was always praised similar to her, now closed her eyes in a chest filled with flowers. That woman is his mother. "Mom, why are you here?" Calorin whispered, he forced his feet to make sure he was closer to the woman in the coffin. But there was no answer, the beautiful face still didn't wake up. There was a slight red stain on his chest, the marks of a gunshot that had been lodged in the chaos earlier. Seckam drew closer to his daughter. "Honey, Mama is gone, she will live in heaven from now on!" said the father. Increasingly disapproved of her father's words, Calorin couldn't help but cry! Finally made Seckam order his men to put Calorin into his room. The girl kept screaming, she wanted to be close to her mother before being buried. But the father strictly forbade his daughter to cry for his wife. Seckam's wife is from Turkey. He married his 22 years ago, his wife named Aişe. The woman's name was not changed even though she lived in Italy because it was a modern name. They have a daughter who was born in Turkey, she was named Zeynep before finally being brought to Italy and her name was changed to Calorin Seckam. But Calorin kept asking his father to stop doing bad things to other people, even though he loved Calorin so much. After his wife was buried. Seckam returns home to meet Calorin. The girl immediately ran as soon as her father opened the door to her room. "Where's Mama? Where is she?" shouted Calorin. Seckam already knew that his daughter would throw a tantrum like this. "Calorin, mama has been buried, I hope you stop whining and move on with our lives." Hearing his father's words, Calorin approached him. "Go on living? how come?" Calorin replied with teary eyes. "Of course, I can!" replied his father. "It was my mother who died, she was your wife. No one else! Are you going to continue your life too if I get shot next?" shouted Calorin. "Because of this, I should have a son! Girls can only whine all the time." Calorin took a deep breath. "I also don't want to be born as your child, if I could choose I would live a normal life with normal parents too." "Is this not normal? You have everything you want, look out there no one has as much wealth as I can give." "But honey, my father didn't even grieve when the wife who had accompanied him for decades died, he even locked his child just to cover his fear of being known to have a daughter." "Calorin, come into your room!" shouted Seckam. Instead, the girl ran downstairs to the first floor of her house, then drove to her mother's funeral. Once there, the cemetery is known to be a luxurious retreat, priced in the billions! The girl walks and sees many garlands with her mother's photo. A mound of fresh earth, with a beautiful photo above the tomb made Calorin's heart shattered. He plopped down beside the mound. "Mom, didn't you say I had to wait in that dark room! You said you just wanted to stop Dad, but why did it end like this?" Calorin's cries grew louder, his hands squeezing the ground in front of him. "I don't want to live with a cruel Father, I just need Mama! Please come back Ma, how will I live after this." Calorin's voice was barely audible. Drizzle wet the tomb, his cries mingled with the rain and disguised it. Shadow after image landed in the girl's memory, even every portrait of her mother's smile kept ringing. Calorin finally returned with a wet body, Seckam who saw it immediately ordered the service to help his daughter to the room to change clothes. Calorin couldn't sleep all night, usually her mother would come to her room every night just to say goodnight. Days passed, the girl did not open her mouth at all. He didn't talk to anyone, including his father. Until finally made Seckam furious and hit the table. "Stop your talkative strike to Dad, tell me what you want Calorin!" shouted Seckam. After a long time, the girl finally opened her mouth. "Can you give my mother some more?" he answered. Seckam rubbed his face. "I'll give you anything, luxury cars, stock, or branded goods you want!" Calorin looked into his father's eyes with a look that looked like he wanted to pounce. "How can I ask for things like that, when I can't even eat and sleep because I miss my mother. I used to eat with her, go out with her, even exchange the things I want with her, then who can I do it with now when she's the only person?" what I have!" Calorin had the energy to answer his father's questions, which immediately made him nervous. Seckam realized after seeing his daughter leave him, he looked at the back of the girl who was sinking behind the door of his room. He realized that for 21 years Calorin had only played with his mother, this was all because of his fear of enemies out there who could harm Calorin. Even though the girl is rich and has everything, she is still lonely! And only considers his mother as a friend and person he needs. It made Seckam think long, as a father who has a cruel temper! He still loves his son like any other man.