MY REVENGE'S

EP 18: SHE'S PREGNANT

Ivander panicked, he paced back and forth looking for Hannah. Ivander is not panicking for no reason, Ivander has just learned from the doctor that Hannah is currently pregnant.

And unfortunately Hannah's content is so weak due to stress, pressure and also her previous accident history.

Ivander panicked because in a weak condition Hannah actually roamed, it cannot be denied that it is likely that Hannah will fall unconscious again later.

***

Demitri drives her car following the police car in front of her, Martha is kidnapped. And fortunately Clara had seen where Martha was taken.

Clara himself complained to Demitri and reported it to the police.

***

“You!” Martha cried out in anger when she saw Hannah standing in front of her, “How dare you do this to me! Let go of me or I'll finish you off with my own hands later!”

Hannah smiled wryly, laughing at Martha's stupidity. “You're gonna finish me off? Before you can finish me off you must have died first in my hands!”

“You damn woman, you took away my childhood happiness, you left my parents dead, you ruined my life, you made me have to grow up in pain and always cry! You fucking woman, you'll never forgive me!” Hannah cried out, she let out all the frustration in her heart, her tears could no longer be contained. Painful memories of the past flashed in his memory.

“Everything because of me? If yes indeed why, one of your father who is easily seduced and also one of your mother who is weak and stupid, and also your fault that is so weak just because of sadness like that!” Martha shouted back, she did not realize that her words provoked Hannah's emotions to peak.

Hannah emotionally grabbed a knife that James had prepared beforehand, Hannah moved quickly to scratch the knife right on Martha's cheek, making Martha scream in pain.

“Your face that you are proud of is indeed supposed to be hurt like this, because your face is you are arrogant and because your face is you dare to seduce my father!” Hannah moved her hand again, scraping Martha's arm inside. “And this hand is the hand that poisoned my father, you look beautiful with blood on your body”

Hannah was infatuated, she continued to create painful scratches on Martha's body regardless of Martha's pain and screams.

James, who was also in the room, just looked in silence, he was quite surprised to find out how hated and sad Hannah was just because of the damn woman.

James was still busy watching Hannah until he was jerked when the door he had locked tightly in the forced break down, James froze when he saw the police arrive with firearms in their hands.

“Thanks to your hands, you are surrounded!”

***

The day before the incident

Clara Aurora, a friend of Martha's, was sitting casually in the luxurious sofa of the club she visited, Clara blinking her eyes at every man who looked at her lustfully.

Clara laughed in her heart because every man who wanted to approach her could not do anything because of the arrogant and cruel male figure who was sitting right next to Clara.

Clara stretched her neck back and forth looking for Martha's whereabouts, before Martha had told Clara that Martha would come to the club and would have fun because she thought a lot about her future husband.

Clara's eyes narrowed focused on the figure whose silhouette Clara was familiar with, seeing from the way she swayed to make Clara realize that the person she saw was Martha's right.

Clara clucked when she saw Martha was busy swaying with men even their movements seemed intimate, in Clara's heart thought it appropriate Demitri always postponed the wedding and restricted her from Martha, Martha, Martha alone is happy to serve other men when her future husband may be currently busy working for his future.

Clara did not want to interfere, she changed her mind who initially wanted to approach Martha. Let Martha act as she pleases, Martha wants to sleep with no one and has nothing to do with her.

Clara only noticed how they were trying to get out of the crowd on the dance floor, but Clara furrowed her brows as she looked at the face of the man who was carrying Martha affectionately.

Clara remembered something, obviously, that Clara remembered Martha had brought the man before her, clara was in trouble with one of the male bastards and Martha offered to help kill the brash man using her men.

The face of the men Martha introduced that day was very similar to the face of the man carrying Martha who was drunk heavily.

Clara knew once what Martha was like, no matter how desperate Martha was she would never want to sleep with her own men.

Clara turned her head towards the man sitting next to her, Clara approached and whispered something to the man's ear, he said he promised that tonight he would accompany the man until the next morning as long as the man would help him do something.

“What do you want?” the man positioned himself to sit up straight, looking seriously at Clara.

***

Clara had no idea what to follow Martha and her men, Clara just wanted to make sure, if Martha's men take Martha to a place that is not strange according to Clara, Clara will let them and go home with Demian. But if Clara sees any other dangerous irregularities then Clara will report to the police and also Martha's future husband.

Clara did this because she knew herself, Martha had helped her before and this time Clara only wanted to return the Budi so in the future Clara did not have to hesitate anymore to Martha who had saved her.

“Any, why did they go to the old house, this area is very quiet no other residents here.” Clara's eyes move giddy looking in the dark, he said, there was really no other house building there other than the old house and the dense trees were not maintained.

“I think it's a kidnapping case, where maybe they want to have fun in an elite place like this.” Clara rushes to get her phone, trying to dial the number of Demitri, Martha's future husband.

“Can they come here for fun, the man may not have the money to rent a luxury hotel. After all, you said yourself that they knew each other, so why are you worried?” Demian who sat on the steering wheel looked lazy to think about Martha's problem, Demian knew long ago that Martha was not a good woman either.

“Semiskinnya man how could he not afford to rent a cheap hotel but can pay the entrance fee to Club Alaskar, you know yourself is not a cheap Club that can be entered carelessly.” Clara remained adamant in her opinion.

“Alright, just wait until tomorrow. Let's see if for twenty-four hours Martha still has no news as well, you can call her future husband and the police. Everything is up to you, now you just need to keep your promise to accompany me.”

Clara clucked irritably, “Remember me this your sister-in-law, Demian damn it.”

***

Clara had been waiting all day and called Martha's phone many times but still there was no answer.

It's getting dark, Clara is convinced that last night Martha was kidnapped by her own men.

Clara took her bag running in a hurry out of the Demian mansion, when out she faced one of Demian's men who had been inexplicably assigned as Clara's personal driver.

“Take me to this address.” Clara gave the driver a small piece of paper, and he was going to visit Demitri while calling the police.

***

Clara felt something strange, for some reason when Clara said Martha was being kidnapped Demitri did not look panicked at all, or that because she always had a flat expression.

When Clara moved into one car with her Clara did not feel the anxiety of Demitri, she just drove in silence following the police car in front.

Clara gets out of the car along with Demitri, stepping in behind letting the police bend the culprits first before they step in to ascertain what happened exactly.

Clara covered her mouth with her hands when she saw Martha's condition, blood where, Martha's condition was very chaotic.

“Demitri s-honey, please a-aku.” Martha who was bound and bloodied called Demitri, while the police were handcuffing the two perpetrators who kidnapped and wounded Martha.

Clara was shocked when she looked at the two men handcuffed by the police, and Clara knew exactly who the two were. The other is Martha's son and the other is Martha's stepson. The figure that Martha always talked to Clara, the figure that Martha hated half to death.

“P-imprison him, he did this to me.” Clara could see Martha crying in Demitri's arms, Martha's blood even moving to the shirt Demitri was wearing.

Clara felt pity, not for Martha but for Martha's stepson, what was her fate if she was really imprisoned? His youth is destroyed only for a vengeful war that will be resolved by no time.

Between Martha's cries and Hannah's mockery, Demitri's cell phone suddenly rang. Demitri picked him up in a hurry because it was a call from his sister.

“What's up?”

“You must hear my words good good.”

“Ya, what? I'm not in a state of being able to hear your nonsense.”

“Hannah pregnant.”

“a-what?!”