Chapter 1

(Author Note: Yes, This is a rewrite of my Past Fanfic, Hope you like it)




--- Chapter 1 ---




In a metropolitan city hotel, a man with short black hair and brown eyes stood before a tall mirror. His name is Putra Indra Santoso, a 29 years old man with no extravagant desire except to live his life to the fullest.

Unfortunately, Putra's background makes it hard to fulfill his lowly desire.

A beautiful woman stood beside Putra and hugged him tightly with a smile on her face.

"Hey, do you think we can do it now?" She asked coyly, but Putra was so quiet.

Putra glanced at her and replied indifferently, "No, you can go home now. It's not hard to discover that you're my father's agent, so you can wear your clothes back and get the fuck out of my hotel room."

The woman was stunned and changed her expression into a poker face immediately. She clicked her tongue in annoyance and walked to the hotel door. The woman tried to grasp something from her pile of clothes and found nothing for some reason.

Putra glanced at her and added, "Don't even try, lady. I took away your gun already. Do you think I'm stupid enough to let a cougar with a weapon inside my room? That guy seemed to have become senile these years, huh."

"Does this look familiar?" He aimed a handgun at her head.

...

"Leave, or I'll blow your wide ass forehead."

The female agent gritted her teeth and walked out of the room silently. She never broke eye contact with Putra until she closed the door.

The man sighed and sat on the bed, staring at the ceiling with a tired look. "It's been 29 years since I was born in this world, and that guy still hates me to his old bones." He commented while picking up a wine bottle.

~Flashback~

--- 29 years ago --

Mawar Hospital.

''Uwah... Uwah!!'' The sound of a crying baby echoed through the hallway. It's awfully silent, considering a hospital shouldn't be this empty.

A man in a bloody tuxedo ran into the corridor and approached the Delivery Room hurriedly. He slowly looked at the room's sign door with a trembling hand because the surgery was over, hoping his wife would be okay.

He's a handsome man with rich black hair and black eyes, which are standard features in this country.

He breathed in and walked into the room, feeling the somewhat suffocating warmth of the room heater. He stared at the doctor with a pale face.

"Doctor, how is she?"

"I'm sorry, we can't do anything to save your wife. We tried our best, but her heart disease didn't make it easier for us." The doctor turned around and shook his head. "At the very least, your wife wanted to give birth to your son safely."

Women's heart function changed drastically during pregnancy, causing them to possess a high risk of dying. Cardiomyopathy is one of the heart diseases that can cause the death of pregnant women, and this disease makes the heart bigger, thicker, or stiffer.




Cardiomyopathy could make one's heart weak, so it can't pump blood properly around the body. In the end, cardiomyopathy can cause problems, such as heart failure. And Linda sadly had this curse for her entire life.

The man pulled away the curtain and found a beautiful woman hugging a crying baby. She is no more than 24 years old with brown hair and a pale complexion, having no sense of warmth at all. She has passed away.

"L-Linda..." He falls to the floor.

He watched his lifeless wife and trembled because his loved one had passed away. The only woman he could only fall in love with has become a mere corpse. And that's because of her stubborn choice and that child. Yes, that newborn child.

A cold and dark sensation swept over the man's heart when staring at the newborn child. It doesn't matter if this baby was his flesh and blood. Hatred was burning in his eyes.

"It's because of you..." He muttered, leaving the doctor to frown on the side.

"If only you didn't..." He gripped the bed and stared at the newborn's brown eyes. Those eyes reminded him of Linda, which lessened the hate in his heart.

"W-What's his name?"

The doctor cleared his throat and answered, "Putra Indra Santoso. That's the name your wife chose on her last breath."

"I-I see..." The man grieved and reached over to his deceased wife, crying silently in pain.

The time flies so fast, and Putra grew into a healthy five years old boy. He was raised by his cold father, getting no ounce of love from him.

Though his father only hired some babysitters to raise and take care of him well, those women only cared about his father's money. It caused him to view the world differently than others.

When Putra was eight years old, his father suddenly abandoned him and kicked him out. However, in just a few days, a woman took him from the street and welcomed him into an orphanage called White Room.

That woman raised Putra tirelessly and gave him everything he needed to survive in this world. She provided Putra with Knowledge, Strength, and Integrity until he became an adult.

~ Flashback End ~

was an idiot. He stared at the child and said, "Kid, don't buy a hond-! *Cough* next time..."

He didn't regret his choice to save this child's life but hoped for a more peaceful death than getting his chest impaled by a sharp pipe.

'Old man, I'm sorry.' Putra smiled while thinking about the only family member he had.

...

"Uugh..." Putra groaned because his stomach felt like shit.

"Where am I?'

He opened his eyes and scanned the place in confusion, finding himself inside a shabby-looking storage room. A beautiful blonde-haired woman comes into his vision.

"Hao'er!" She hugged him tightly.

The woman cried and whispered, "It's my fault... I shouldn't have let you enter the Duke Mansion."

'The fuck?!' Putra put on a confused look. A piece of memory suddenly smashed into his mind and gave him a clue about his current situation.

"Huo Yuhao..." A familiar name from fiction Putra read in the past. Putra wished this wasn't real because that fictional world was doomed, but he clearly was reincarnated as a child named Huo Yuhao.

He instinctively hugged the blonde-haired woman who was supposedly Huo Yuhao's mother and said, "I'm fine, mom."

And that's how Putra reincarnated as Huo Yuhao and started his second life.