Perfect Son-in-law

Dramatic Conditions

"STOP THERE, OCEAN! OR THEY'LL BE SHOT FROM HERE!"

A tense ultimatum. Taken the soul of the Ocean from his enthusiasm. He froze and glared after looking back and who he saw.

Laura Jung, who else if not her.

Glorien shook his head in fear, even with Sagara continuing to call out the name 'papa' with equal fear.

Laura stood haughty with a few people escorted beside her as well behind her, exactly the troops dared to die. "Give up, Ocean!" said the woman.

Ocean tightens jaws. "No way!" his reply.

There was no anger, Laura smiled casually in response. One palm was raised and a short-shuttering meant he was commanding his men.

The eyes of the Ocean were widening.

"Jimmy, Dawson!" Not to surprise him. The two owners of the name were the people he had been in contact with on the way. They are friends when they are together in training. Samudra asked for help similar to this. Unfortunately just staying discourse, they even caught before acting.

"Forgive us, Dude." Jimmy said the plan also represented Dawson, regretting losing before the match, in a state of body blocked left and right.

Laura has a baking no kidding, his men can not just be underestimated. Jimmy and Dawson were caught on the way, about ten meters away to the old building they were walking on now.

Damn the fate of the Ocean. Mada, David and the others haven't even arrived yet and don't know where.

Now he was really panicked. Not unsure if they can fight them with a fist or a gunfight, but Sagara and Glorien plus Jimmy and Dawson, they are threatened if he pushes himself rashly.

"Take them off, Laura!" The ocean asked with a furious voice.

"Haha!" Laura laughed instead. Glad to have made that guy flounder. "It can be arranged, honey," he said. Staying relaxed, the woman walked towards the Ocean. "But of course 'it won't be free."

The ocean understands that. Laura is not a royal woman who gives immediately when asked, of course there will be conditions that must be an exchange between her and the applicant - and that is her.

"What do you want?"

Laura laughed again. The Ocean question sounded funny to him. The distance and the Ocean is now only one meter left and certainly getting closer.

His men filled the surroundings with ready-to-hoot weapons, the Ocean looking at it through the tail of a sharpened eye.

"Attent, Honey. Don't rush it like that." Laura toying. The tense body of the Ocean around him while stroking with a finger lentik finger whose pointy nails are painted dark.

Glorien's desperate. The rope that tightly bound his body increasingly felt stifling. With Sagara, the boy remained silent. No more crying on her face like a baby.

The boy looked at his mother. His body was indeed small, but his heart was as big as the name of the Ocean. The hard life of the streets made him quite strong and easily brushed aside the sad. "Mom don't cry, do'ain Papa keep going, yeah." Smiling as if giving strength. After getting a nod of his mother's day, his gaze returned straight towards the Ocean below.

Ocean, there was nothing he could do in the meantime.

Doing reckless and fighting without a mind will only end in a pit.

"Say, what should I exchange for the safety of Glorien and my son?" As much as possible he held back.

Beautifully pulsed like a flower, Laura who was very beautiful at an age that was no longer young, smiled meaningfully. "Be on my side, Oceans" he asked. His radiance instantly turned flat. "If you want them to survive, I will return them flawlessly to Indonesia, as long as you remain here, running my company as before, also .. marry me, Samudra."

The final request shocked the Ocean. He was just proposed by a female version of DonJuan.

"Can't you go back to what you used to be without marrying you? You're like my mother, Laura."

Laura smiled wryly, then rebuked, "There's nothing like it. Charlotte's sweet enough, I don't need another kid."

Glorien shook his head, "Don't, Ocean." Her tears were coming back a lot. "Don't do that, please ...."

CLAMPS! CLAMPS! CLAMPS!

The ocean was shocked and panicked. All of Laura's men pointed their guns at Glorien as well as Sagara. It was as if they understood what they should do without waiting for Laura's orders.

Laura grinned and asked the Ocean, "How is it, Dear? Follow my terms, or you'll see how many bullets go through your son's heart and that woman's."

"Papa don't be afraid! Don't want to beat up that Magic Grandma! Gala won't do anything!"

Sagara's cry pierced the soul of the Ocean. Indeed, he is very afraid when it comes to Sagara, although not much time he passed with his son. He saw the face of the little boy who now looks strong with a sick heart, but his face still does not show what it should be.

He must be strong in front of the child. Although Sagara's words sound heroic, but he is still a child. Danger for him is like a ladder in a tree house.

"Great gala. Easy, Honey. Papa's not afraid!" he told the boy with a smile.

Another with Glorien who kept crying, Ocean did not want to look at him, he did not want to be weak at the same time. At least until fate says something else.

His gaze returned to the demonic woman before him.

Laura waited with a big smile.

"Alright, Laura. I follow your terms!"