Marrying a Rich Bum

GUNSHOT

Bima got up to her feet quickly, but her legs felt very heavy to step on.

"Mariana... You survived?" bima asked, staring frozen.

"As you can see." Mariana walked in, shrugging indifferently.

Bima ran over to greet Mariana, bumping her a little too hard and hugging her tightly.

"Where have you been, honey."

"I'm not going anywhere. I couldn't find you, so I went to Grandpa's house and slept there, waiting until I could call you" Mariana replied calmly.

Bina took off her embrace, clutching both of Mariana's arms tightly, as if afraid that the woman would run away from her.

"You're in... your grandfather's house?"

Mariana nodded.

"You okay?"

Mariana nodded back.

"You didn't have an accident at all?"

Mariana shook her head. "Are you worried about me?" tanyakanya.

"Of course, Mariana. How not. You're my wife, the mother of my son. How can I not worry about you." Bima gripped both of Mariana's cheeks tightly yet gently.

Mariana smiled, looking at Bima with a thousand thanks.

"Thank kasmmbb...."

Not finished Mariana said, Bima had stuffed Mariana's mouth with bi*irnya.

Mariana welcomed Bima's kiss full of longing. Bima's hand moved on Mariana's waist, pulling her body tight.

"Can't you guys find a more honorable place to let go of the yearning than in front of me!" The awakened Marco immediately stepped away with a hot face and a grumbling mouth. The man came out, closed the door a little harder than he should have.

The sound of muffled dings resuscitated Bima and Mariana. The two split off from their union, gazing towards the door where Marco had just disappeared, then laughing.

"You threw him out."

"I've been throwing him out since, but he's stubborn. Know the taste now."

Mariana laughed softly.

"Stay where you are, dear." Bima kissed Mariana's lips, then walked to the door. He looked out the door before pulling his head back and locking the door.

"Why did you lock the door?" ask Mariana.

"Remove the longing," Bima replied briefly and flatly as usual.

"here? At the desk like a secretary?" Mariana sneered.

"Come, baby. I miss you so much." Bima pulled Mariana's hand, led her to her desk.

"There's no better place for me than your desk?" Mariana asked, while Bima was sitting in her work chair, her hands stretched out wide. The woman was leaning against the chair with both her hands folded against her two special circles.

"No. I want you here, right now." Bima stared intensely.

"Do you intend to remember your past with our beloved secretary, Mr Leo Atlas?" Mariana lowered her head, looking intently at Bima's eyes from less than ten centimeters away.

Bima frowned, looking at Mariana. "Where do you know?"

Mariana stood up straight again, turned around and walked away from Bima.

"I can know everything just by opening my palm, Mr. Leo Atlas." Mariana spoke softly, flat, and seemed cold gripping. Bima slowly stood up, walking behind Mariana while keeping her distance.

"The story of a sad Bimantara Sandiago, aka Leo Atlas who is very mysterious."

Bima gulped violently, staring at Mariana's back who was walking slowly into the middle of the room.

"Marina...."

"Tell me why you abandoned your son with your secretary, Sarah," said Mariana coldly, turning quickly in her place and making Bima stop abruptly.

Mariana stared hard. Bima tried with all her might to feel her aura, but ama was completely invisible. A thick fog surrounded her body, as if Mariana could indeed control the level of her thickness.

"Mariana, i...."

Mariana walked past Bima, back to her desk.

"How did you know that?" tanya Mariana still walked slowly to the back of the table, then sat down.

"I knew. I don't know how to explain it to you, but I do."

Mariana sat on Bima's chair, crossing one leg until the top of her thigh was visible.

Bima glanced at a glance, then forced to swallow a round saliva that flowed profusely in his mouth. He stopped a few steps from Mariana, keeping his distance.

"You obviously planted the seed in Sarah's womb but refused to acknowledge the baby while she was living in her mother's womb. Then why do you insist on admitting my baby, even though I don't even want him to exist."

"Mariana. I'm currently. I've...."

Mariana raised an eyebrow, waiting.

"I love you. And the child in your stomach."

"So you don't love Sarah?"

Bima shook his head in a frenzy.

"How could that be?"

"Because he is present in my life, not in my heart. He teases me every day. I'm a normal guy, Mariana. And I'm still very young despite having my own company that my mother has long pioneered."

Dugm!

Mariana remembered very well Grandpa Bima said the company was given by Thompson's grandfather. So, Bima really doesn't know who her father is.

Marian took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down and refocused on her plan.

"So, you don't love Sarah, or your son?" mariana asked still with a piercing look.

"Not at all. She's the devil, Mariana. Never trust anything that comes out of your mouth. Sarah's mouth is full of venom that can poison you, Mariana."

Mariana sneered, stood up. His hand moved to remove his blazer button, then threw it into the back of the chair.

Bima threw away his face. Presumably, Mariana was trying to test her defenses. Women deliberately wear a super tight white shirt with a low neck that shows the beauty of her body.

Mariana walked slowly behind her high heels, approaching Bima. Bima paled, her breathing changed rapidly.

"So, you don't love her?" mariana asked, her clumsy hand with long fingers stroked Bima's shoulder gently, then climbed into her hard jaw.

Bima again gulped, shaking her head.

Mariana pulled Bima's body quickly, landed the man in her own chair, then bent defiantly over him.

"If you don't love her, then why did you hide her in our old apartment, while she drove me away to a small town left behind" asked Mariana, with a sharp look full of threats. Bima stared in shock, her face was stupefied. Not because it was found to hide Sarah, but because Mariana's cleavage was so open plastered clearly in front of him.

"T-no, M-Mariana. No. gabe. I m-indeed men.sell apartment k-we and..and someone who occupies it today named Ssarah. But she. she's S-sarah who's different." Bima.

Mariana laughed cynically, pulled Bima's tie open and took it off. Then his steps went to the back of Bima's chair, and Mariana swiftly pulled both of Bima's arms and locked them behind the chair.

"M-mariana... Mariana what are you gonna do. Mar...."

Bima was stunned, her eyes glaring sharply as Mariana opened her desk drawer and found a gun inside. Mariana picked up the gun inside Bima's drawer, pulled the trigger and turned her muzzle right in front of Bima's head.

"M-mariana's.... M-mariana wait. Relax, Mariana. W-we can talk about i-ni." Bima froze in place, completely unwilling to move.

"What else do you want to talk about?" ask Mariana coldly.

"Mariana. Listen to me first, Mariana. Don't let you regret what you did yourself. Please listen to me."

"There's nothing else I need to hear. Everything was clear to me and I could no longer be played with."

"Marina...."

There was noise outside. Someone was trying to break in. Bima was a little sorry to have locked the door, because otherwise Marco would have been able to help her. Bima knows Marco holds special CCTV control in his room, for his safety.

Brak!

Dor's!

The door slammed open followed by a muffled gunshot and one body collapsed drooping in place.

"Marco!"

Bima shouted out loudly, his head peeking towards the door that was already filled with his men.