A marriage full of wounds
chapter 60
It looked so messy in a spacious and luxurious room. Fantastic valuables, not spared, from the tantrums of a beautiful man well is now in a state of frustration.
In the middle of the stuff scattered and some are no longer shaped. The figure of the handsome man, now sitting on the floor with a drink bottle in hand. Already seen, a few bottles of drinks that he spent. It was all he did to relieve his frustration.
When all his men did not get news of existence, his little wife who in his womb there are prospective offspring.
Already 3 days without pause, his men searched for the whereabouts and traces of Jeffin's second wife, however, the results were nil. Catherine disappeared without a trace. And only mommy Margaretha is now — Jeffin expects.
"Where are you guys? Give them back to me, "he messed with such a pitiful face.
"Return, children. They were only mine," he muttered indistinctly and continued to gulp down the drink in hand.
"Give them back, they're to me. Akhs! Prag," Jeffin simply threw the bottle of drink in his hand with a crumbling and angry feeling.
"THEY'RE MINE. GIVE ME BACK MY CHILDREN." This time the man was crying over his departure, his little wife who brought along his future offspring.
Without realizing it, his first wife heard all of his words and now that beautiful face, turned tense and pale.
"D-he, h-pregnant?! Mumbled wailing.
"T-no, i-ni is impossible" he said in a stammering tone.
"He, can't contain my husband's seed" the woman murmured softly.
Samantha is going to meet the husband, who she has been unable to meet for several days because the man prefers to shut himself up in the room of his second wife.
Luckily the room, unlocked and with ease, Samantha opens with the help of a loyal servant. He who was about to enter the room, was stunned when he saw the scene in the room that was so messy.
Which made Samantha surprised, to be unable to say the words, when she heard her husband's talk, about the pregnancy of the second wife.
"Take me to the room" Samantha commanded her loyal servant.
The woman's face was agitated and worried, she was afraid of Catherine's pregnancy. Automatically, the entire property and empire of Abraham group business will fall into the hands of — children Catherine.
"No! I'm not gonna let that go" the woman's monologue was getting panicked.
"Call my family, get them here!" Samantha's orders are back.
The servant obediently complied, that arrogant mistress. He did not want to find trouble with the woman sitting in the wheelchair. Can-can himself will get rough — treatment.
….
"So, is she pregnant?" The question came from Mrs Soraya. Clara and daddy Samantha looked at the woman in the wheelchair curiously.
"Yes!" Samantha answered briefly.
"really?! Strangled the three with a face of shock.
"We, how should we?" Samantha asked in frustration.
The three were silent with shocked and incredulous faces." Isn't this a problem?" Sela Clara with a panicked face.
Lady Soraya and her husband nodded. "Yes, this is a problem with the heirs of the entire family of Abraham," continued daddy Samantha and assented by lady Soraya.
"Say, what should we do?" Once again Samantha asked with a panicked face.
The woman did not stop twirling her own wheelchair. She can't think clearly now, for what she knows about Catherine's — pregnancy.
"Don't he go far?" Timpal Clara looks relaxed.
"Yes, but one day it will backfire on us" said Mr. Brown, daddy Samantha.
"Keep what we must, do," growled Samantha.
The woman's face was getting red and holding back the uneasiness, her feelings were completely unsettled. It could be, her husband would prefer to be with Catherine who, had given her offspring.
"Calm down, son, calm down" sideline, approaching her beloved daughter and stopping the woman's madness by turning her wheelchair.
Clara could only stare intently with an envious face, looking, the father and son hugged each other. Soraya nudged her daughter's arm and warned her.
"We have to how, dad. I don't want my husband to prefer that woman" Samantha told daddy.
"Calm down, baby. Daddy's going to get it all done" Brown said.
"Well! You, you need to calm down. We'll find the woman, and take her two children. Automatically, Jeffin will remain with you and all of Abraham's family property will be yours, if Jeffin's two children are in your custody" Soraya added.
Samantha thought for a moment, and she agreed to her stepmother's plan. She will take custody of her husband's two children and the woman.
"We, where should we go, look for him?" Timpal Clara's.
"No, worry. Daddy's gonna put all of daddy's men in search of whereabouts, that woman," said Mr. Brown.
"Thank you, dad," said Samantha hugging the daddy.
The woman was now a little calmer, because of the support of her family and she would never have received, had the husband preferred the woman and the entire estate of Abraham's family fell to — Catherine.
……….
"Master!" Excited a male servant who entered the room — Catherine.
Jeffin looked up with a chaotic face and reddened eyes, he also stared intently at the servant.
The servant's face, suddenly paled and immediately he conveyed the intention of his arrival to the room.
"Madam, big, waiting for you" said the waiter nervously.
Jeffin who heard the arrival of the mommy, immediately stood up limped, without waiting for long he soon found — mistress Margaretha.
Madame Margaretha herself was now sitting with her elegance on the living room sofa. Waiting for his stupid son. He will deliver his arrival to the Abraham Mansion. After three days of disappearing with his beloved son-in-law.
The gaze of the beautiful and graceful woman's eyes was now sharpening towards the man who was approaching her with a stagger.
"Curtain!" Lady Margaretha was just screeched cynically at the appearance of her son who was so very sad.
"Mom!" Jeffin's thrust immediately approached Margaretha's mistress.
But just wanting to hug the mommy, the woman threw a brown map at him.
Jeffin looked closely at the map and alternately looked at the mother who put on a cold face. "What is this, mom?" Jeffin asked with a wrinkled face.
"Read and sign!" Order mommy Margaretha in a flat tone.
Jeffin who did not want to be curious, immediately grabbed the map and read it, immediately his face turned gloomy and his chest was seen up and down because of emotions.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS, MOM! Jeffin shouted with an angry face.
"Declaration!" Answer the mother calmly.
"Sign and let him live quietly. He's too good for a bad guy like you," said mommy Margaretha.
"Mom!" Jeffin's jolt didn't take it.
"What's? What do you expect from a good woman like her," said the woman who is now standing in front of her son who seems to not accept the decision of — the mommy.
"He, bring my children," Jeffin replied in a stern tone.
Suddenly the laughter of Madame Margaretha resounded throughout the room, hearing her son's statement.
"Kids? Your kids?" Once again Lady Margaretha laughed at the stupidity of her son.
"Which son do you mean, huh! Which child! Tell me, which child," reflected lady Margaretha in a furious tone.
"Mom!" Mumbled Jeffin.
"The child that you have lost his life before he was born into this world" mothermy Margaretha said bitterly.
"You, don't deserve to be called Daddy, after what you did to your own son,"
"Mom!"
