Marrying a Rich Bum

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"West.... Can I ask you something?" Mariana looked into Sarah's empty eyes, between pity and fear.

Sarah nodded. "Say."

"If my son grows up later, and he asks his father, if it turns out that his father is Bima, may I bring him to his father?"

Sarah remained silent.

"alright. I'll keep my promise."

"No." Suddenly Sarah nodded. "You may take him to his father, who is the father of the baby you bear. You can take it to Bima. But promise me to give him the punishment he deserves for what he's done to me and his son."

Mariana nodded. "Yes, Sarah. I pledge. And I always keep my promises well."

"One more. Bima is not an easy person to leave behind. You have to hide as best you can, make sure he never finds you, but if he finds you one day, I'm sincere you're back. I'm sincere, Love doesn't have to have. I just want Bima to feel what it's like to lose two people she loves so much, all at once."

Mariana nodded, in her heart she promised to avenge Sarah on Bima, even though she loved Bima very much.

"mmm... Sarah. Can you help me escape right now?" mariana asked after the two fell silent for a while. Mariana thought for her silence, she knew after she returned home, then Bima would know she was not in the office. Bima will also know she disappeared in the supermarket. That will make his movement even more difficult. Especially if without the help of Sarah, Mariana is sure she will never be able to escape from Bima.

"Are you sure?" ask Sarah sanctions.

"Yes. Returning to Bima after it disappeared, would make it much harder to disappear a second time."

Sarah thought for a moment. "You have a point. But have you brought your needs?"

"I can buy it. I still have some savings."

Sarah nodded. Finally he stood up, grabbing his phone. "I have a small house in the town of Frontes. You can take it with your son, later. No need to rent. Just keep it as you like," Sarah said as she typed something on her phone. "The person who brought the key was named Nestopo. You can ask her when you get there, just tell her your name is Kamila. I've been preaching it."

"Camila?"

Sarah looked at Mariana, nodding. "Yes. I have an identity in Kamila's name. You can use it as your identity after you leave town."

Mariana nodded.

"You sure you want to go now?"

Mariana nodded back.

"You ready?"

"Well ready."

"You need to know one more thing before you leave. Bima is the sole owner of Four Trainer Group and FMCG company. It was the company he was fighting for as his son grew. That's what made him refuse to acknowledge the scandal between us, because I'm the secretary of his company."

"What?!" ask Mariana in shock.

Sarah nodded calmly. "MBC's up in your name."

"How do you know that much?" ask Mariana.

"Because it's not just Bima who can ask people to follow you. I can too."

"I have no doubt about it."

Sarah grins.

"So, I asked you one last time, are you sure you don't want to say goodbye to your beloved husband first?"

Mariana nodded back. "That'll make everything feel heavier."

Mariana nodded back. "alright. Hold and use this. It's an ATM with a bank account in Kamila Sari's name and here's your ID." Mariana handed two blue and black cards on the table right in front of Mariana.

"I've already found you a plane ticket. Use that identity from now on. Your ticket was booked in Kamila's name."

"When did you book the ticket?" ask Mariana.

"Everything can be sorted out on a cell phone, Mariana. It's the digital age and you're the CEO."

Mariana grinned in shame.

Mariana's plane landed at 17:40 in the town of Frontes. While in the city that Mariana left behind, a furore occurred since the foot of Mariana stepped on the International Airport.

"Goblogs!" bima shouted at the man who was ordered to follow and guard Mariana, reporting that he had lost Mariana. "Talking pregnant women alone you're not becus. What the hell are you doing there?" Bima kicked down his desk, making the papers in front of him scatter.

"Boss, your wife is still at the minimarket." Marco shows Mariana's tracker position which is still visible in the minmarket.

"Find him until he gets. The position of the phone and the car is still in the minimarket!" bima's orders are cold.

"Master, Miss Mariana's car is still in the minimarket. But the guy's not here. I've been looking around and I haven't found it."

"The lock position of the car is still there, stupid!"

"Marcos. Track the position of the phone." Bima reigns.

"Dead, Boss."

"What?!"

Bima stood up, walking quickly towards the door followed by Marco.

Bima cursed furiously when she found Mariana's car keys in the minimarket shopping cart.

"This lady said her purse was left in the car, and she took it, sir. But until now he has not reappeared. We haven't opened her shopping cart either because she hasn't returned yet" explained the cashier where Mariana put her shopping cart.

"Is the phone untraceable, Marco?" ask Bima.

Marco reached into his cell phone pocket, tried to track once more Mariana's phone, then shook his head.

"Where is he.." muttered Bima, then pulled out a cell phone and tried to contact Sarah.

"Where is this boy. Tumben once he ignored my phone. What if he kidnaps Mariana,"

"What is that woman, Boss?" marco asked a little whisper. Bima nodded.

We'd better go home and try to track her back, or check out the places that Miss Mariana, boss, came to. Some places like ATMs or shopping malls with non-cash payment methods will leave a trail."

Marco's right. Bima nodded in agreement, then walked out of the minimarket.

"Boss. There was a certain amount of withdrawal, oh no he even emptied it. Your wife emptied her money in the bank through ATM Simpang Tiga KM 71, Boss." Marco stared at his laptop.

"Come, Marco!" Bima jumped to his feet, already running out when Marco even just stood up.

Ten minutes later, the two arrive at the ATM at the intent, but there is absolutely no Mariana there.

"Card withdrawal. Hasn't your wife not used an ATM card in a long time?" marco asked, facing his laptop in the car.

"Yes. Someone used a Mariana ATM card. The phone's off." Bima hit the hood of the car in frustration.

"If anything happens to Mariana, feed that fool to Hera!" furious Bima, gritting her teeth. The face of the devil who has been dead for the past five years, as if resurrected adorn the face of Bima.

"Boss, Madam's phone is on. Her position...in the minimarket?" Marco frowned. "No way," he murmured again.

Bima traces the pedal deeply, making Marco must grip the laptop in his lap so as not to be thrown forward in case one day Bima braked suddenly. Within seven minutes, their car stopped in front of the minimarket.

Bima entered, running and screaming wrath surrounded the entire minimarket to the toilet, warehouse, and office on the second floor. All minimarket employees docked at the wall when Bima entered, some customers ran out as if they had just seen a lion that had slipped from its cage into the minimarket.

Bima continued to try to contact Mariana's phone, but failed. The number is still inactive.

"Boss, if the phone's off, there's no way the tracker's on." Marco tried to remind, while running behind Bima like a guard dog.

"So you think I'm lying?!" Bina turned her head to Marco, looking at him wrathfully with a cold, murderous look. Marco gulped violently.

"No. It's not like that. I mean.." Marco's words came to a halt when his eyes caught a box of chips tucked between the ciki-ciki. Marco walked slowly closer to those chips, picking them up.

"What's that?" ask Bima garang.

Marco's lips lifted. "Ingenious. It's tracking chips. Whoever took your wife, she put the Mariana tracker passcode in these chips and left it here. That means he had time to hold Mariana's phone."

Bima takes the rough card chips from Marco's hand, flipping them over.

"Sarah," he murmured softly, but very threateningly.

"Close all access exits and track where the woman went last time!" Bima's screams were like thunder booms that made all minimarket employees frown and shrivel in fear. Some clasped each other with their friends, giving each other strength.

Bima turned out followed by Marco who was immediately busy calling through his cellphone. Bima got into the car, stepped on the gas pedal, even when Marco's butt was not perfectly stuck in place.