Siri's Wife Mr. Bryant

Chapter 141: SHI KENA JAMBRET - WHO IS ZACK?

Duo K started the work by standing guard at the door. Even though I really want to be able to taste the woman in the room. Both of them keep trying to hold back, until the wait for some time. MamCa comes with embracing a man. Whatever caught my eye. Better to be forgotten.

"Leave it. Some things are better to remain blind for our salvation."

Is correct. If a lot of questions arise. Then it must be stopped. What's the point of a question? When the answer is in sight. Such is the relationship between MamCa and Akbar. The whole brothel slowly, but surely began to discover the dark relationship of the couple.

While at the pawn shop. Yashinta is still waiting in line. The girl was determined to pawn the motorcycle and also the last jewelry. Although many memories. Right now the most important thing is to get the cost of the operation of the father.

"Queen twenty. Pocket five."

The sound heard from the speakers above made Yashinta rush out of her seat. After meeting with the pawnshop. The girl had to wait for the inspection process of the goods as well as its authenticity. The time that passed until it spent less than half an hour.

A thin smile with dripping sweat greeted the sound of rumbling from his stomach. The brown envelope containing the money was already clutched in hand. Of course the girl is grateful because her sacrifice will restore the health of the father. Light footsteps down the streets.

Yashinta does not care about her empty stomach, not even intending to take a taxi. Of course because of thinking what if the money will be less for medical expenses? The girl who never gave up. However, suddenly from the back there is a motor that drove quite fast.

The biker further increased the speed and just before approaching Yashinta. He reached out his hand, then grabbed the brown envelope that had been the target since the last few minutes. Not only did it get there, the scramble of the envelope was inevitable to make the girl crash into the fence on the side of the road.

Duuaak!

"Aauuww .... "

Quite a quiet situation on the streets of pedestrians, but crowded by passing vehicles. It makes it easier for the snatcher to escape. Yashinta could feel a warm stream from the top corner of her eyes. Especially at the head of so many birds flying with increasingly blurred vision disappeared in the darkness.

Don't scream for help. It ends up unconscious with the memory of the ring of the man who took his last treasure. The girl can't bring her father's medical money. From within the recesses of the heart were only fragments of despair left. Done already.

A few hours later.

Accompanied by a night full of stars. Swabs on the head accompany the togetherness of a pair of couples. It is a good view and also romance can not be duaed. Especially after enjoying the sunset on the swing.

"Mas, can I ask you something?"

The head nod of the husband brings a sweet smile that curves perfectly, "Who exactly is Zack?"

Al sighed, then brushed off the phone to keep Flowers. This time, maybe all the truth can be revealed, but is it this fast? If honesty further strengthens the relationship. He'll definitely do it. However, who can get surprise news in a row?

Al chose to walk leaving the Flower a few steps ahead. The man was standing in front of the wanting flames that were blazing with blank eyes gazing at the night sky. Is it time, the wife knows the real work. Of course in addition to being the deputy CEO and lawyer in the family company.

"Om Al's? Is there something wrong with my question. Why are you silent? Just an hour ago, we gave each other conditional points in order to improve our relationship. One of the points is about honesty .... "

Al put both his hands into his pants pocket, then turned to look into the eyes of the Flower who had a curious look. The rights and obligations they both instigate will be the basis of their relationship. Where all of that could be the way home. If one day someone gets lost.

The first point about freedom. Where either Flowers or Al do not have to always permit when wanting to get out of the house. It only has one purpose, so that the two can appreciate each other. Such as work time that may be overtime, or college assignments that commandeer activities outside the home.

Second point about honesty. As the Flower says. Where little hope does not have to get a shower of rain, but enough drops of water every time so as not to become a time bomb. Moreover, the relationship that had just begun was still shrouded in the past.

Third point about togetherness. Where the two decided to provide as much time as possible once a week to be quality time as a couple.

There are other points, but Al is thinking about what will happen. If Bunga finds out, he's a mafia leader. Surely not a good thing. What if I told the truth to another family member. Hm. It must have been a severe punishment.

Just wanted to answer with his alibi. Suddenly from behind the Flower was seen a man giving a hand gesture. Each letter given into a series of words. Seeing and understanding the secret message, Al closed his eyes. Then walk to his wife.

"The last point about patience. Give me some time to decide what to do. Whoever Zack is, he works for me. Is this reason enough, for you?" tanya Al without hesitation with a deepening gaze made Flower nod her head in agreement.

But back there. Zack thumbs up. Then he ran away from in front of Al. Whatever is information. It was definitely a sign to keep her other work hidden, while the Flower scattered to embrace the body of the man who had always been the king in her heart.

A little doubt, but he can still overcome that. Isn't the promise of an Alkan Putra not just a joke? Now only time will be the answer to the concern of a wife's heart. Remembering wife. In the other hemisphere, the sound of screams could be heard echoing throughout the room.

Not because of the pain, but the feeling of haru that approached the heart of his death. Moreover, the sound of baby crying sounds like a song that is so melodious. This was the day he had been waiting for the past five years. Tiny baby with a body covered in blood and amniotic fluid.

"It's pretty, but how do I tell the man, if you're his daughter? No one must believe it. So, what should I do. Don't let my daughter live in this cruel place."

The pain of crashing her body from giving birth without anyone's help, made the woman think quickly to save her baby's life. Of course he hoped there would be a helper angel. However, in this day and age very few people are kind-hearted.

Time was running low, when he saw an old basket with some newspaper marks. An idea just flashed past making the woman smile meaningfully.