My Crazy Lady's

Chapter 50 (MCL)

"Alex..!" hanna stared in disbelief. Not an inch of his eyes took off the face that he had missed so much.

I swear by anything, he's gonna faint. His hands trembled, and the tote bag he had been holding since just now slipped out of his fingers, as his body swung backwards.

If the handsome neighbor didn't catch him immediately, believe me, the girl's head would have landed on the tile!

"Who, Bang?" a woman wearing a kaftan shirt came out to meet them. The woman happened to want to come out and had heard the screams of a girl.

"Don't know, Ma. Come-come had fainted in front of people's houses," said the man annoyed. His hands also objected to restraining the girl's body.

"Wow, who, huh? have brought it in first," said the woman who still looks beautiful, even though she is not young anymore.

According to his mother's instructions, the man who is often called Brother put Hanna on the sofa. "This is what, huh?" the woman seemed to start opening the contents of the tote bag that Hanna was carrying.

"Cake, Bang. Maybe your fans, huh?" Reta used to face the girls adoring her handsome son. Not only this time, often the girls come to his house to bring this to take his heart.

"Don't know, Ma. I've never seen his face either."

"Udah, you take care of this girl. Mama is late. Take care, don't taste."

"What, Ma?"

"Both!" After the door was closed, not long after the sound of the car engine was lit, only then did the man realize the speech of his mother.

"What the hell, Mama. Yes, the time I want to nyicipin girl is not clear like gini," he passed away.

Davlin must hastily finish his bath, in order to immediately see the state of his uninvited guest. After putting on a neat stellan, wrapping an expensive watch around his wrist, the man went down.

Davlin More, a 32-year-old man who is still single and obliged to live with his mother. All this time he wandered around and lived casually in the apartment, with a nightlife like in heaven.

All that freedom and pleasure must be lost, evaporated after the departure of his father. The man left by bequeathing two large companies to him, and one reputable hospital for his mother to manage.

In his father's will, Davlin had to manage well the company More, otherwise all that wealth would fall into the hands of his cousin, who automatically, would have, all the pomp and money that is not in this series will vanish as well, and of course Davlin will not let that happen.

The day the will was read, Davlin, who was still in a semi-conscious state, agreed to the main terms, staying with his mother. At that time, the man quickly said he was willing, as long as they lived in a magnificent house in the heart of Jakarta, the relics of his grandmother who was inherited in his name since he was in elementary school.

Reta refused. He wanted to occupy the house they first bought, but had been rented out to others. The house that became the beginning of their residence since the household.

A debate was held between the mother and the child. In addition to his home away from entertainment, the house is also not as grand as his grandmother's house as spacious as the palace. Another reason, her grandmother's house is close to the bar where she often spends the night with beautiful women.

Debate over. Predictably, Davlin lost. Reta still wants to live in the house they built from scratch. The house was immediately renovated, all the contents of the furniture were also ordered the latest output, so that Davlin was comfortable living there.

Although he did not take a specialist, in fact, Davlin was much smarter than the doctors at his mother's hospital. Sometimes, when picking up the director's mother, Davlin will come to see the patient's condition, just to develop his knowledge.

"Your father is gone, don't you want to take medical school anymore?" ask Reta one day.

"No, Ma. Let the knowledge I once had, only for myself. If you can help others, you can. But not to be a profession. I will still take care of papa's company" he said.

Davlin's steps stopped at the bottom of the second staircase. The girl who had fainted and she lay on the sofa, was gone. Instantly Davlin touched his nape. His eyes looked around to see if the girl was in one of the rooms in the house.

Davlin continued his steps very slowly. As he passed the sofa in front of the television, his hand grabbed the baseball bat lying there. Be prepared if something bad happens. It had occurred to me that maybe the girl was a thief, who pretended to faint then when there was an opportunity, immediately rubbed the contents of their house.

The living room was clean she combed, the girl was not there. Then towards the middle room, to the kitchen, still not find a trace. Davlin returned to the living room, his forehead frowning. The girl's package was still lying on the table, where her mother had put it before it was dismantled.

He still wanted to search the grounds of the house, but his phone rang, until Davlin decided to leave.

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"Where are you from, Han? how long? have you given her cake?" cecar Ema when he saw his daughter coming in. The girl was almost half an hour away. Ema doesn't look for her because she thinks Hanna must be chatting with the next door neighbor.

"Udah, Mom. But how could I sleep there, huh? Well," said Hanna clapping her head slowly. Because of loving Alex so much that the girl hallucinated seeing Alex in the figure of someone else.

"Why your head? You sick?"

"Huh? oh, no, Ma." Hanna was already about to walk up the stairs, but not so, turned around to walk towards her mother. "Ma, next door neighbor, how many people?"

"Why? my mother only had two. A woman of my age, and one other servant. But sometimes I don't feel there. Why why?"

"Huh? so there's no guy?"

"Your mind is yes, man only. Uda, take a shower there."

This time Hanna did not obey her mother's order to immediately take a bath. Throwing his body on the bed. Look at the ceiling of his room while thinking about what just happened.

He remembered that he had brought the cake, and then a young man opened the door for him. The man's face was so clear in his memory, beautifully sculpted and so similar to Alex, that he could no longer remember.

When he woke up, Hanna arranged in wonder, she was in the living room of the house. Wanderlust looked around and found the house empty. Afraid of being considered a thief, he hurried out of the house.

I remember, Alex's face was the one I saw coming out from behind that door! I have to make sure. But if it was just a hallucination? Alex, are we meeting again?