My Inline Husband

Chapter 19

"Thank God you're okay, honey." Anggi suddenly cried.

"Hey, why are you, honey?" Marcell lowered his head and directed Anggi's face to look at him.

It was hard for Anggi to express his current worries. Seeing the husband is fine, makes him give thanks in the heart.

"I'm so worried about you, honey. Did you know that my heart really almost came out when you heard that you were kidnapped" said Anggi with a nose that had been flushed with tears.

Marcell frowned. "Who said I was kidnapped, honey? I'm doing fine. You see for yourself, right now?"marcel gently rubbed his wife's hair.

"So suddenly I nudged a glass and broke. I was thinking about you too. I tried to call you but your number's off. So I took the initiative to follow you to college. When I got there, I was shocked when suddenly Nindy came to me and told me that you were kidnapped" Anggi told me about what happened this afternoon.

For a moment Marcell was silent. A few seconds later, the man smiled. "Maybe Nindy saw it wrong. That's when I went to meet the man who wanted his house designed by me." Marcell said as calmly as possible. But no one knows what is in his heart.

"I'm scared... I'm afraid of losing you, Cell. I'm afraid you're leaving me,” said Anggi.

"I'll never leave you, baby. I promise." Marcell kissed Anggi's forehead and led her into the room.

Marcell wants a break now. Today he felt very tired.

"We're taking a break, honey?"

Anggi nodded in agreement.

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In the morning, Anggi's phone rang unceasingly. They made a couple wake up.

Anggi sat down and rubbed his eyes. Then his hand stalled to pick up the flat object that made him wake up.

An unknown number contacted him. Anggi was about to ignore it. I don't know why he picked up the call.

"Hello.." said Anggi,

"Is this really Miss Anggi's number?" ask someone across.

Anggi. "Yes, with whom?"

"I'm from the police to inform you that Mr. Gibran was on the passenger list of flight X who lost contact with airport X last night."

Jeduaarrr!!

Like in a lightning strike, Anggi's world was destroyed instantly.

"N-no! Papa..!"'s chat...!" Anggi's phone fell out of his hand. The girl was screaming hysterically.

Marcell immediately approached Anggi and hugged him. He tried to ask what happened so that the wife could be shocked like this.

"Darling, what's wrong?" ask Marcell worried.

Anggi crying as much as possible. "Papa Cell's... Papa's plane lost contact with the airport."

Degs... Marcell surprised. He didn't think this would happen. Instantly the man fell silent. But he kept trying to calm his wife.

Anggi and Marcell go straight to the airport to find the latest information about the plane that lost contact with the Papa.

Marcell did not stop holding the body of the wife who had previously continued to cry because there had been no news from the plane.

Police arrived from the scene where the last communication point of the missing plane was lost.

The policeman regrettably said that the plane that Papa Gibran was flying on had exploded and disintegrated in a forest X.

While Marcell helped her tears to see the condition of the wife who was so shocked. The man felt very guilty about this incident.

"Darling, you need to calm down. You can't be like this. Remember, there is a small creature in your stomach that must be noticed," said Marcell softly while hugging Anggi's body.

His heart was slashed to see Anggi's cry that was so heartbreaking.

Police and some soldiers have been deployed to autopsy the unidentified body. During that time, the entire family of passengers on the plane was urged to return home.

I don't think Anggi wants to go back home. He wanted to wait for the identification results there. But with the understanding of her husband, Anggi with a heavy heart finally obeyed her.

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Marcell gently rubbed Anggi's hair so that his wife could fall asleep. Tonight was very late, but Anggi still cried sadly.

Slowly the girl's eyes began to close. Anggi began to fall asleep. But still Anggi sleep does not look good.

After making sure the wife was asleep, Marcell slowly got out of bed and into the living room.

Marcell pulled out his phone and called someone. The man looked so impatiently waiting for the voice from across there.

When the connection is connected. Marcell looked so angry.

"Say! You did it, right?!!" Marcell said with anger.

Across the phone, the man was heard.

"You're really smart. So quickly you can find out what I did," said someone across the street.

Marcell felt anxious to strangle the man if they were currently facing each other. Unfortunately, they are far away. Marcell no longer cared about the relationship between the two.

What Marcell was thinking about right now was his wife.

"Hows it? You see for yourself, don't you, if I could do anything. Even I can finish off your wife if you don't obey my orders." Chilly. That was the voice that the person behind the phone said.

Marcell could only clench his hands tightly. He knew that the words of the man he used to call father were no joke.

Yeah, the guy Marcell called was his dad. The man who had kidnapped her a while ago was only to negotiate with her.

Marcell refused everything his father had ordered him to marry the woman he had chosen.

Marcell knows all the plans of the father who wants to dominate the business world to be number one in the world without anyone can beat him.

He never cared about what Marcell wanted or the happiness of his son. That guy was so selfish. He would do everything in his power to achieve his goal even if it was to sacrifice his son.

Derrald, that middle-aged man who was so cruel and cold as well. Always forcing his will was already his disposition.

"I will never forgive you!"

"I don't care. I'll give you a week to think about it. If in a week I don't get your answer, then you'll see your wife's body for yourself.

"Bad! You won't be able to touch mine! If you hurt him a little, then I'll kill you. I don't care anymore about the blood relationship between us. You're no longer my father since you made my mother hurt and depressed! You don't deserve to be called a father!"

Marcell turned off his cell phone. The man hit the wall that was there with a very angry heart.

Many times that were so bitter were twisted back in his memory.

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