Alexavier Archie's

I Promise

Saturday the city streets are more crowded than usual. The workers go home early and many others opt out to enjoy the weekend. Even with a very runyam mind Ibra should still be able to do things that make his pregnant wife happy. Because now he is at home in front of his wife he is an Ibrahim Ankawijaya, a husband and dady who loves his family very much.

It has been 2 days Adam and Amanda did not go home, Adam just gave news to his brother so there is no need to worry. Oma also received several calls from her granddaughter who convinced them they were okay, he said he was planning Amanda's business.

"branch, I'm worried about Amanda, should we find them?" just entering his room Belen again remembered about it it was like he did not have the heart with Amanda who was hit by such problems.

With one pull Ibra carried Belen on his lap, gently stroking his wife's half-bonded hair, while another hand was placed on the stomach that began to round.

"don't worry about them, I told you they're okay. You heard Adam speak well, right? let's take a shower after this we'll visit this little boy" what a gentle voice this man, this gentle, if you hear it, no one will think that the figure of the husband of this concern is the chairman of a large mafia group in the city.

"yes dady!" belen exclaimed as if it was the sound of a child in his stomach.

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With one move Ibra carried his wife's heavier body and led to the bathroom.

"branch! aburin" protested Belen despite his hand being coiled around her husband's neck.

"i told you to take a shower, right? I also want to see her before we go to the doctor" the other meaning of the speech resulted in an anxious pinch from Belen on her husband's nose.

The afternoon that began to turn dark, they spent soaking and bathing together as well as a hot activity before that. And now Ibra, still wrapped in a towel around her waist, helps her dry her wet hair. The man really treated his woman like a queen.

"honey, don't worry too much about everything. Remember, all you need to worry about is you and him" Ibra who was already half-squatted spoke by holding Belen's hand and then pointed at the stomach where the prospective child was.

"i can't let my men waging war on their own, although not directly intervening I still have to take a share, I hope you understand yes dear" Ibra then kissed the hand he still held, a sense that is quite difficult for his wife, which wife wants to leave her husband to danger when she is pregnant so.

"i can't and won't be selfish. They need you, the heart of the Galaxy, but here we also need you, our heartbeat" Belen replied with a flat look that he rarely showed.

This is indeed a consequence of being the wife of a mafia leader, behind her luxurious life there is a high price to be at stake.

"i promise, always. I'll always come home for you guys"

...

"we're keeping Kenrich, we're all nearby, and even you're watching him closely, this is the only way we can know where the Eclipse is. We have to start moving" Martin told Kenrich.

Adam is seen squeezing his hair, his hand veins are clearly visible, his face looks red as if holding back the anger that is rising. Adam was meeting Martin at a small harbor not far from where he and Amanda were.

"think carefully Kenrich, in addition to unraveling the problems that exist in the Galaxy, you can also help Amanda solve the problem" a pat on Adam's shoulder made him lift his face again.

Selfish if Adam just wants Amanda's safety without attach importance to the Galaxy's interests. Like fishing we have to bait the fish to get closer and catch it. Now Amanda must be remade to her older sister to show the way and gather evidence about Eclipse's cooperation with Mr. Who. She must be willing to release Amanda from her arms to a place where her life can be killed even by her own brother.

With a still look of anger Adam snatched his car keys and at high speed left the small port. Martin could only look at the departure of his chairman in the hope that all these nightmares would soon end.

...

The all-white room with several computer screens was witness to a very rare smile shown. Smile of a prospective father who sees the development of his prospective child in the womb of the woman he loves. Also the happiness of a woman who soon holds the status of a mother with a child that she gave birth to herself.

"everything is good, the condition of the mother also began to be good and the morning sick began to decrease. Well the mistress you need to do is continue to make yourself happy, do not stress and many thoughts of sorts so that your condition also your child continues to be good" the doctor with a beautiful face despite his age of 47 years was again reminding Belen and Ibra about what can and should not be done for the age of the womb that is almost entering four months.

The two couples returned to their cars after a major hospital obstetric examination in the city. Belen was ceaselessly looking at the print usg photos with pictures of their prospective children there.

"now drink the milk and go to sleep, I'll be at the headquarters tonight maybe I'll come back later, promise me you'll be okay, okay? Dominic will stand guard not to worry" said Ibra after putting a glass of pregnant milk flavored vanilla ditakas.

"branch also promised to quickly return after the affair was over" Belen sipped the glass of milk and got a gentle swab at his hair, Ibra peeked at his wife's forehead before he left their room.

...

The quiet streets made Ibra drive her black Wrangler slightly above average. Just out of his residential area he felt three cars acting strangely behind him. He quickly slammed his stripes and changed the direction of his vehicle bringing him to a deserted area to find out the intent of the three sedan cars that were clearly following him.

As soon as the car Ibra was driving slowed down two of the three cars that followed him immediately blocked the road in front of him, causing Ibra to have to brake suddenly. Scary smrik imprinted on Ibra's face, not that this is behind the steering wheel is Alexavier Archie. Ready with his mysterious appearance he just went down from inside his car.

Highlight his sharp eyes looking down on the 12 people who surrounded him. Idiotically. Inner Ibra on these people. They were told to give their lives to him. His hands crossed in front of his chest, two pistols ready on the right and left sides, mounted neatly on his waist.

A faint sounding one of the men reported to a man that they were able to surround Alexavier Archie who was position alone without an escort. His eyes looked resentfully at the compact men pointing their guns at him.