All Chapters of In the Name of the Sacred Tree: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

"HOW did it happen?" Kacey asked.“He is a wonderful man,” I replied. “In Surabaya, he is one of those philanthropists who doesn't like publications. Hendryx did a lot of good, but the media always saw his controversial side.""Really?" said Kacey, “I didn't know that. But isn't the media always like that? And that's according to the public's taste.""Yeah, that's it," I said. "And Hendryx doesn't mind being preached as a controversial figure close to sin, the pious men say."Kacey laughed at my words."Tell me," she pleaded.Hendryx, I said, was the founder of various charities. Saltycraft in Saltyville was one of the social enterprises to accommodate the work of villagers. That way, the handicrafts and produce of the villagers could be marketed professionally.Kacey listened to me seriously.Hendryx, I continued, was highly respected by the villagers of Saltyville. But lately, he often gets into troubl

AFTER I finished showering, I got out of the bathroom. At that time, I saw Kacey, who was packing. In fact, my luggage was already packed."You don't have to do that," I said."It's okay," Kacey said, "so we can get ready sooner."“Why should we rush? After all, Rio de Janeiro Airport is also nearby. It doesn't take long to get there," I said as I changed into the clothes that Kacey had prepared."So that we have time left to enjoy the last day in Rio," said Kacey."Okay," I said, then rushed to help her.After everything was done, I looked at the clock, which showed 10 o'clock in the afternoon. I didn't expect time to go so fast in Brazil. Then, Kacey called the bell boy by phone to the receptionist. Kacey wants help carrying luggage down to the first floor.Shortly after, the bell boy came and helped us carry our luggage to the first-floor lobby. As usual, only Kacey and I were ready. I didn't see Ray, Ivan, and Fred, not even

GARY then guided us to the back of the hotel. Just like Hotel Satyricon in the city center, Hotel Satyricon II also has a backside that has a nightclub.Gary led us out of the back door of the hotel. After walking some distance, there was a path of steps to the bottom surrounded by a garden with various ornamental flower types. Palm trees rose in between.I then helped Kacey down the stairs. A bit far ahead, there was a crowded parking lot. In front of the parking lot, there was a classic-style fountain with half-naked women holding pottery. It was just similar to the fountain in Kacey's house.In front of that fountain, there was a building that was still part of the Satyricon International. On the roof, there was a neon box that says FOREPLAY in pink.On this Foreplay courtyard, dozens of people were lining up to enter. Almost all of them came from among young people. Indeed, this Foreplay was specially designed for young people from the upper-middle cl

"It's okay?" I nodded at Kacey. "That's my uncle. He summoned me."I left Kacey who went back to the friends. These two bodyguards flanked me as I entered the VIP room.In this room, there are several people who are relaxing drinking, and smoking in the room which I estimate is 6 x 6 meters. The dance poles were just a support for the bodyguards. Nothing special. Besides, the music isn't too loud inside.“Uncle Brody,” I greeted him respectfully. "You called me?""Yes," he answered. "Is there anything I can help you with?" I asked."No," he answered again, "what help can I ask a young man like you for?"I just smiled wryly at that. However, what he said was true. What can a musician help a mob boss?“Moe,” said Brody, “told you you were coming. I just want to chat with my nephew. Do you mind?”So, it was Brother Moe, Bacchanalia's security who told him."No," I replied. "I

THE crowd on the second floor of Foreplay moved aside. Uncle Brody is like Moses parting the Red Sea. At the same time, my curiosity was heightened because Uncle Brody called himself and me the same.What's the same? I do not understand. I then walked out of the VIP room to the previous Love Seat, thinking about how it all happened.Is it true that the facts and history of the Tanoto family, as told by Uncle Brody? Or he just made up all the stories about jugun ianfu, sacred houses, fig trees, inter-ethnic riots, and so on. I think Uncle Brody is trying to impress me so I can become his associate.I'll ask mom when I get home.As I walked, I took the time to look at the stage. Apparently, there were several pairs of men and women dancing. The women dancing sensually seduce the men of their respective partners. Vice versa. DJ Butterfly, the host, and the backup dancers seemed to be cheering.Apparently, Skin for Win has started. The pair that dances