My Dowager Montes
#80. Don't Touch
Workshop more and more day by day more and more customers. The reason, the majority of male customers just want to see, even get acquainted with one of the most beautiful mechanics in the capital.
Alexa always comes to her mother's workshop every time she goes home from school. Of course with Elroy. Although not according to the majors taken, Alexa is a hobby with automotive. Blame the dady who spends more time on his car than his only child. And now since the presence of the momy, Lexa is even more excited. Chelsea taught him everything Lexa doesn't know and master.
Do not ask with the behavior of Komar who always spread charm to this mother and child. But it never worked. Elroy was more convinced with his heart that this girl of his tribe was not a careless girl as Andrew had said. Alexa and Andrew were born from the same womb, but their traits were much different.
"Honey, momy to dady's office first huh. You do not eat late. Momy was ready at the office desk. You're El too, force Lexa to eat. He's gonna have to be dragged in the car if he eats"
"OKs. Mom" cried Lexa under the car.
Elroy is assigned to be Lexa's assistant, at least Lexa is not approached by other mechanic employees who always glance at him and try to steal the opportunity to be close to him.
Chelsea walk out the garage gate. She was reminded of her husband who wanted the rujak uleg kolan. Chelsea told the driver to wait for him in front of the workshop, because if he followed him to the collation, it would certainly make a traffic jam.
Chelsea ordered 2 servings, 1 for him with a fairly economical level of spiciness, and 1 portion again with a level of spiciness that is nauzubillah. While still waiting for the order to be ready, Brian called. Chelsea smiled when she saw her husband's name calling.
"Geez, my money is not very patient" he murmured.
"yes, I'm going to buy some more ramjak, wait a minute"
"You're outside the workshop?" cut Brian, his voice sounds weird.
"yes. I was gonna lang-"
"Quickly enter the workshop again" he said firmly. Not as usual. Did he hit her? Chelsea most do not like to be yelled at, especially by her own husband. His eyes are glassy.
"Bear, I know you're jealous, but same time mamang-"
"GET IN QUICKLY"
CIIIIIIIIITE
"Awaaaas.." cried the people around.
BRAKKS
"DADDY..... CHELSEA....ANSWER ME..."
"Ha..hello.. m mas. sorry.. mbak mbak mbak mak..."
Brian immediately staggered to hear the news. Legs squealed. The world seemed to be doomed to hear the terrible news. Realized from his shock, he sped up to the lobby, because the driver he was assigned to pick up his wife he borrowed a duck motorcycle security guard, and spurred it, regardless of the cries of the security guard to wear a helmet.
"Hold on, baby.. don't stay with us.hik...you're strong...you have to endure.." his cry broke while driving the old duck motor guard. His tears blocked his view, making him repeatedly close to grazing pedestrians. Brian drove the old motorcycle on the sidewalk because the road was severely jammed.
The flash back
The feeling of anxiety controlled his heart and mind. But the work that piled up made him put aside that unclear feeling. Soon is a break, he can't wait to see his beloved wife soon.
"Sir, there's a wish-mrs.sorry miss, you can't..."
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"B, you have to help me. I have nothing, not even a place to live. Please let me stay at your place, please. I'm being chased after the debt collector. I don't know where else to run. Please"
Cecil immediately rushed in without heeding his secretary's warning. Brian just massaged his forehead. Feeling bored with the presence of Cecil that he always did not expect. Remind him to install a fingerprint scanner on the door of the lobby, so as to sort out people who can enter or who can not enter. Because it turns out to be useless he employs 10 security if he can not handle this kind of pestle.
"Why should I? go to your mistresses. You must have a way to seduce them. Or you can seduce the debt collectors with your body" he responded flatly while tidying up the documents he had finished signing, and reassembling them.
"You.. You think I'm a cheap woman like your wife?" his sarcasm made him manage to steal Brian's attention.
Brian stepped closer with a sharp eye. His gaze was never seen as long as he knew her. A monster-like gaze that was ready to tear her apart.
"The only cheap woman here is you"
Brian pressed his sturdy finger against Cecil's neck.
"And I'll make sure, just a little bit of you and your dirty hands touch my family, you'll wish you never met me"
Instead of being afraid or trembling, Cecil instead smiled in a slant, Brian astonished at the response from Cecil. No feeling intimidated by him.
Cecil then raised his hand which was holding the phone.
"Do it now" he told someone across the street through his cell phone.
Brian gasped at the word. Whatdoes thatmean? Does this woman really intend to do something to her family? Unknowingly, the checks loosened, but still entrenched in Cecil's neck. Make room for him so he speaks a little freely.
"As you said, I won't touch her" the thin slanted smile turned into a terrible wide grin.
"Let someone else do it. Hahahahaha.." his demonic laughter echoed after finishing with his sentence.
Brian immediately remembered his wife. He threw the origin of Cecil's smaller body in any direction, making the tiny body fall on the glass table and break.
prangs
Small fragments of flakes penetrated the tiny body, but did not shake the heart and mind of Brian who continued to be focused on his wife.
"Goddess, call an ambulance here" he told his secretary. But he immediately walked out of the room. Run as fast as possible towards the elevator while trying to call his wife.
The call took place, the elevator he was pulling did not open the door, making him decide to go down using the emergency stairs.
He heard his call was raised by the wife who said she was buying rujak.
"You're outside the workshop?"
"............"
"Quick go back to the workshop"
"............"
"QUICK IN" really, not his desire to yell at his wife, he knew Chelsea hated snapping. But the panic that befell him made him reflectively do just that.
there was the sound of tire squeals and background noises shouted people across the street.
CIIIIYITE....
"Awaaaa......"
brakkkk
His steps stopped at the last step of the stairs. Sharpen his hearing.
"DADDY..... CHELSEA....ANSWER ME.." he cried when he did not hear the beautiful voice again.
"Ha..hello.. m mas. sorry.. mbak mbak mbak mak accident.." someone answered the phone that is still connected to him and is in the grasp of his wife who is unconscious.
Flash back off
A few meters away he reached the intersection. But because of an accident, making the streets leave no gap to advance their vehicles. The sound of the horn is mutually simple. Brian jumped off the old bike and ran as hard as he could towards the crowd.
"CHELSEA..... MOVE ALLAA... "
MAAP YES BEIBZ, OTHER NAHAN NYESEK😢
