Marrying a Rich Bum

MINIMALIST HOUSE

"You sure you're gonna wake up a lion army to find Mrs Mariana, boss?"

"Hm."

The answer that was enough to make Marco understand that the lion mother who had been asleep for a long time, now rose again.

Marco's phone rang, he immediately picked it up.

"Yes!"

"...."

Marco glanced at Bima at a glance. "Cancel all flights. Use the Lion name to make sure they obey orders."

"...."

"I said use Lion's power. Leo Atlas has awakened and is ready to return to lead the Lion Belang and the entire Lion civilization."

Marco turned off the phone, went back in his pocket.

"What's he saying?" ask Bima coldly.

"We're going to the International Airport. Sarah made a ticket purchase for the fastest departure."

"What time does the plane take off."

"Three minutes from now."

The car was like jumping fifty meters away from where it was before. Marco gripped his laptop tighter, his knuckles whitening.

"Where's the flight."

"Houstonville."

Bima turned sharply at the crossroad, the laptop that was from the dance was tightly gripped by Marco, no doubt still slammed as his hand reflexively grabbed the dashboard to keep his body in place, his seatbelt works better than both hands.

"Oh, you ruined my life, boss!" Marco complained.

"You should have bought a better one."

Marco snorted softly, observing his laptop which fortunately was not scratched in the slightest.

Bima swerved into a house, parked haphazardly and immediately descended.

"Prepare the black lion," he said as he walked half-running up the stairs entering his large mansion.

The guards stared at Marco who was following behind him, making sure his Master's orders were not wrong.

"You're not wrong to grin. Leo Atlas was up and ready to hunt, so prepare his mount," Marco said, not stopping to stare at the one he was talking to. The two burly guards grinned, then turned around and entered the large garage with shiny black steel doors.

Five minutes later Bima came down, wearing all-black clothes that became his trademark. On his neck hung a long golden necklace with a lion pendulum. Leo "Bimantara" Atlas has returned.

Bima walked up to the shiny black modified Mclaren Speedtail with the lion head cutting sticker closing its back. Bima sat behind the wheel, stepping on the gas pedal in a neutral position.The car engine roared savagely like an atlas lion. The image of the lion on the back lit up red as Bima stepped on the brake pedal. Truly a deadly car, as deadly as the man who is now sitting behind the wheel with whitened knuckles.

After Marco sat down and closed the door, the car jumped at a speed of 0-100km/h in 2.4 seconds. The roar of his engine by itself removed the other riders from the road, giving him bypass access to the International airport.

With a speed of 483km/h, Bima and Marco managed to reach the airport in just 7 minutes less 24 seconds.

Bima parked his car carelessly, running into the airport.

"Master."

A black-clothed man knelt before him as soon as Bima entered.

"We are ready to be punished. The plane took off twenty seconds before our command arrived."

Bima took a deep breath, his eyes scanning sharply the entire area of the airport.

"Forced them to make an emergency landing at a nearby airport and prepare a plane to catch up with him." Bima said calmly, but seemed cold and deadly. The kneeling man in front of him immediately stood up, lowered his head and turned around quickly.

"You left your fangs, boss?" asked Marco, looking at Bima.

Bima turned around, walking towards the garage of a private plane without going through the guard.

"They were lost a lot after that incident. If I kick every single one of them stupid and incompetent, do you think you alone are capable of serving my will so much?!" ask Bima coldly.

Marco shriveling. "You're right, Boss. You didn't leave your fangs. You just forgot to sharpen it. But still with that you can still finish off five bulls at once" Marco said timidly.

In a private aircraft hangar...

"Mulet, Hanoi, Elka. Take your men and search Sarah's plane. Bring him to me, dead or alive."

The three so-called people nodded firmly.

"Mulet, get your uniform."

Mulet stared in confusion, the therapy did not refute. He took off his black uniform, leaving an armless inner sweatshirt that perfectly formed his body and then handed his clothes to Bima.

"Wear that." Bima handed over her black suit. "Use this during the trip or while searching the plane." Bima took her glasses and handed them to Mulet. Without asking much, Mulet accepted it and put it on.

"Go immediately and contact Marco about the slightest developments."

The three nodded, turned around and began to climb up the stairs of the plane.

"Boss, do you think that plane ticket is just a trap?" marco asked, whispering behind Bima.

Without stopping Bima nodded, then threw the car keys at Marco. Marco caught it nimbly.

"Where do you think Sarah is?"

"I can't guess it yet. But I'm sure wherever she is, Mariana's with her."

"Do you think Sarah's also the one who's been draining Mariana's bank account?"

"Nothing else."

"You think, how's Mariana doing now?"

"Don't ask me if you don't want me to crash the car!" bima replied sharply and coldly, making Marco's jaw instantly tightly clenched.

"How do you conclude that Sarah wasn't on the plane, boss? I'm sorry, but I'm very curious."

"Don't you think he's trying to keep us away from Mariana?"

"Yes. But I still don't know how you can deduce that fast." Marco continues to criticize.

Bima took a deep breath, leaning back. "The plane took off one and a half minutes before schedule. So I'm guessing it happened just as our men entered the airport area. Sarah is not a stupid woman. All of this he's taken into account and he's been deliberately luring us out with chips and plane tickets."

"If so, why do you look so calm." Marco glanced at a glance, frowning.

"Because I knew Sarah wouldn't hurt Mariana in the position she was pregnant. That child is not my child. I don't think Sarah would hate that child so much as my flesh and blood."

"Do you think Mariana's in her apartment, boss?"

Bima shook her head. "No. He must have gone somewhere and booked a ticket on behalf of someone else. Sarah has some false identities."

"Where do you think he is, boss?"

"I don't have a look yet. But we'll find him soon."

"Then where are we going?"

"Mansion."

Marco nodded, and the car drove faster.

Arriving at the mansion, Bima went straight to her study.

"Don't let anyone in." His orders were on two men standing at the door of his study. "Except Marco."

Bima closed the door even before the guards could answer.

Meanwhile in Frontes City, Mariana got off the plane and tried to contact someone whose mobile number had been given by Sarah.

"Sir, can I go to the shopping center first to provide some necessities?" mariana asked, after she sat in the car of the man who picked her up.

The man nodded. "Good, Mistress. I'll drive you to the shopping mall in town."

Not noticeably, three hours long Mariana circled in the shopping center. He bought some clothes, baths, cosmetics and groceries. He paid for it by swiping the card given by Sarah. His heart thumped, hoping that the card contained enough money to pay for his entire mountain of purchases.

Mariana turned away in shock when she saw the contents in her ATM card double the limit of her old card. Sarah is a really good woman. Not regretting that she had sacrificed for him, because she had not let him live with her baby at all.

Mariana walked down the escalator, pushed her truck full of belongings, back to the parking lot. It was stupid that he was refused in between by the man sent by Sarah, now he has the hassle of carrying all his belongings with a protruding stomach.

Out the door of the shopping mall, the tall thin man waiting for him beside the car ran over in welcome.

"Why not call me, ma'am?" the man asked, taking over the trolley from Mariana's hands.

Mariana smiled, holding back her painful waist with her left hand.

"Are you okay, Madam?"

Mariana nodded. "Yes, Sir. Just need a break. Can we go home sooner? looks like I need a splinter."

The man nodded, pushed quickly the shopping trolley to the side of the car and put all the items in, then returned the trolley to its place and immediately helped Mariana who had a little difficulty walking, towards the car.

"Now, Madam. The house is about twenty minutes from here."

Mariana nodded.

Exactly twenty minutes from the time the man said, Mariana got out of the car and looked at the beautiful little house surrounded by a beautiful and very well-kept flower garden.

"Is this Sarah's house?"

The man nodded. "Yes, Madam. It's been a long time since Lady Sarah gave birth to her son."

"What's during pregnancy Sarah lived here?"

"Yes, Madam." The man nodded back.

"A very beautiful house."

"Pretty Lady Mariana and Lady Sarah."

Mariana smiled, her cheeks flushed.

"alright, Sir. Can you help me put my groceries into the house. After that you can go home and rest."

"Good, Mistress. If you need anything, just call me. My house is three blocks from here, so I can come right away."

Mariana nodded, smiling in gratitude.