Shadows Behind the Harbor

**Title: Shadows Behind the Harbor**

**Author: Tony BM**

**Synopsis**  

In the bustling port of Tanjung Priok, an invisible empire thrives. The Harahap family controls the flows of drugs, weapons, and people from Sumatra to Java. Its leader, Damian Harahap—known as the “Iron King”—is cold, merciless, yet always keeps his word.  

Everything changes when his sister, missing for fifteen years, reappears… with a face both familiar and utterly changed, and a burning thirst for revenge.

### Chapter 1 – Night of the Unloading

Torrential rain hammered the dark blue container number 4782.  

Inside: 2.4 tons of crystal meth from Shan State, neatly packed between layers of salted fish.

Damian stood on the pier, black suit soaked through, face expressionless. His pitch-black eyes scanned his men one by one.

“Who was late with the morning report?” His voice was low, almost drowned by the downpour.

Silence. Only the wind dared make noise.

Finally, a young man with a snake tattoo curling around his neck stepped forward. “Me, Boss. Phone died.”

Damian nodded slowly. Without warning, he drew the Glock 19 from his waistband and fired a single shot between the man’s eyes. The body collapsed into a muddy puddle.

“Anyone late tomorrow,” he said, holstering the pistol, “it won’t be just one bullet.”  

“Clean it up. No traces.”

They nodded quickly. No one dared meet his gaze for more than two seconds.

### Chapter 2 – The Girl Who Returned

In a dingy roadside coffee stall beside the black Kali Item canal, North Jakarta.

A 27-year-old woman sat alone. Short, messy hair, worn hoodie, but those eyes… those eyes were identical to her mother’s—the mother who died fifteen years ago.

Her name now: **Nadia**.  

Once: **Nadia Harahap**.

She sipped black coffee while staring at an old photo on her phone: young Damian carrying her on his shoulders at the harbor. His smile used to be warm. Now she knew that smile was long dead.

“You sure you want to walk back into the lion’s den?” asked the long-haired guy across the table. Reza, former port security, now a paid informant.

Nadia gave a thin smile. “I’m not coming back to apologize. I’m coming back to take everything.”

### Chapter 3 – First Meeting After Fifteen Years

Damian was in a meeting on the 38th floor of Harahap Group Tower (their legitimate front: shipping and logistics company).

The door opened without a knock.

Every head turned.

A woman entered, steps calm. She pulled off the hoodie. Her face was unmistakable under the neon lights.

Damian froze. The coffee cup in his hand nearly slipped.

“Big Brother Damian,” Nadia said softly, voice ice-cold. “Long time no see.”

The room went dead silent. Some recognized her from old photos. Others were confused.

Damian rose slowly. His voice came out hoarse.  

“Everyone out. Now.”

They scattered like rats.

When the door closed, Damian stepped closer.  

“You died in a ship accident in 2011. I spent three months searching for your body myself.”

Nadia laughed quietly. “The body you burned was a dummy wearing my clothes. I was kidnapped by your own people, Brother. People you trusted the most.”

Damian stared at her for a long moment.  

“Who?”

“Still want to know?” Nadia stepped so close their faces were almost touching. “Or do you prefer to keep pretending you don’t, so the throne stays safely in your hands?”

### Chapter 4 – The Traitor Within

Two days later, in an abandoned warehouse in Ancol, the name finally left Nadia’s lips.

**Mr. Wirawan**.  

Their father’s right-hand man for thirty years.  

The man who once carried little Nadia on his shoulders at birthday parties.  

The man who now controlled 40% of Java’s meth distribution routes.

Damian didn’t rage. He simply went still. Then, quietly:  

“If this is true… I’ll kill him with my own hands.”

But Nadia shook her head.  

“It’s not just him, Brother. There’s someone else. And that person… is closer than you think.”

### Chapter 5 – Night of Slaughter

Civil war erupted in a single night.

Wirawan’s men attacked the main Harahap warehouse in Cilincing. Bullets flew. Blood mixed with gasoline.

Damian led the counterattack personally. His leather jacket was torn by a blade. Blood streamed from his left arm, but he kept moving.

In the chaos, he caught sight of Nadia fighting on the other side. Her movements were fast, lethal. Pistol in right hand, folding knife in left.

That was when Damian realized: his little sister was no longer the girl who once cried for ice cream.  

She was a monster, just like him.

### Chapter 6 – Final Confession

Wirawan was captured alive.

Brought to the basement of the old Harahap family house in Pluit.

There, in front of Damian and Nadia, he finally spoke.

“It wasn’t me who ordered Nadia’s kidnapping back then,” he said with a bitter smile. “I only followed orders.”

“Who?” Damian’s voice was like frost.

Wirawan looked straight at Nadia.  

“The person standing beside you right now.”

Nadia didn’t flinch. She already knew.

Damian slowly turned to his sister.

Nadia raised her pistol. The barrel pointed directly at his chest.

“I didn’t come back for revenge against Wirawan,” she said quietly. “I came back to take the throne that should have been mine too. Father always said I was the smartest… but you were chosen because you’re a man.”

Damian didn’t move. He only stared into her eyes—eyes identical to his own.

“If you shoot me now,” he said calmly, “everyone will know you killed your own brother. The throne you want will collapse in a week.”

Nadia smiled bitterly.  

“That’s why I won’t shoot you… today.”

### Chapter 7 – New Pact

The next morning, Wirawan was found hanging in the warehouse. Suicide, the police said.

Damian and Nadia stood side by side on the balcony of the old family house, looking out at the awakening harbor.

“We split the power,” Damian said. “Fifty-fifty. But if you betray me again…”

“You too,” Nadia cut in. “We’re both monsters now.”

They looked at each other. No embrace. No forgiveness. Only a cold agreement between two predators.

### Chapter 8 – The Shadow That Never Leaves (Epilogue)

One year later.

Tanjung Priok harbor is still ruled by the Harahap family.

But now there are two Iron Kings. One in the light, one in the shadows.

And every night, when the rain pours down, Damian still stands on that same pier… staring at the dark blue container number 4782… and asks himself:

“Did I really save the throne… or did I simply hand everything over to a smarter monster?”

**THE END**