Siri's Wife Mr. Bryant

Chapter 142: VOICE ...

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.

The pain was ignored because the hand had to hide the existence of a baby who had just been born into this world. Whatever happens. The baby must get to the right hands. No matter what risk he was going through. A mother can do anything to keep her baby safe.

After hiding for several hours from the pursuit of her husband's enemy. The woman had to struggle giving birth where she shouldn't. Where many piles of used goods, it is definitely a shelter of unused goods again.

A tiny baby with a body that has not been cleaned has now moved to occupy an old basket and wrapped in a pile of old newspaper. The woman hid the child as much as possible, then looked at the surrounding area carefully.

"Where's that road? I'll be there, and hopefully there's a highway."

Just wanted to move to get out of his seat. Suddenly the sound of footsteps and the sound of branches breaking. Not only that because there is also the sound of conversation some men are quite clearly looking for his whereabouts.

Human nature is a reflex of action. Especially when you feel there is a big threat. So, by itself, it moves to save itself. So with the woman, for the sake of her child, she was desperate to be the bait of the criminals. After hiding the baby, the woman screamed from the other direction.

Well, after getting away from the second-hand shelter. The woman allowed herself to be caught by criminals. He knew his life was not long. However, his soul would calm down as the child remained safe. Hope is the spirit of striving to be willing to sacrifice.

The night was getting late, it felt so quiet. However, Bunga still sat enjoying the night air on the balcony while staring at the stars. However, suddenly surprised by the sound of screams from the forest even accidentally slapped the glass lying on the table.

"Whose voice is that?" ask the flower to himself, instead of thinking about the broken glass. The girl actually observed the forest area which was the view of the villa where she spent the night.

From the balcony, there are several highlights of light from the forest. It was clear and certain that there were people in the forest, but who? There may be people hit by mines or there may be wild animals. In busy times, I think about all possibilities. Precisely his body jolted because someone pulled a hand just like that.

"You're gapapa, aren't you? Why not move away. Look, a lot of broken glass, keep your distance and don't move!'"

The tension that the Flower felt instantly turned into a sense of happiness. Although in the heart still curious and occasionally glanced towards the forest. Al removed the broken glass using a special device, then invited his wife to return to the room.

Both are ready to rest. The sound of the phone made Al remove the blanket from his hand, then check who was calling. It turned out that the men, because they did not want to arouse suspicion, then the call was answered in front of Flowers.

"Say! Is the project going well?"

Al clenched his left hand, then closed his eyes. For a moment let his brain work to remember every detail of the territory that became the overnight inn. Coastal area with a small forest border. If you want to go around it only takes three days.

"What about the forest area? Have you guys done any checks?"

[Not .... ]

"Mas, you're talking back woods again, huh? I heard a scream, there was also a light. In the forest there are hunters, right?"

The sudden Flower chatter that took Al and Zack into conversation was like a loud alarm. The call is still going on, making Flowers enthusiastically tell his whole thought.

"Zack check the whole forest area and find him!" Al gave the edict without with a cold aura that the Flower had never felt.

That aura seemed to intimidate the interlocutor. He wanted to ask, but his heart shrunk. All this time, he could fight the thugs. However, why was her husband so much more sinister than the thugs? Sometimes it does give a hard satire, but not once give emphasis in every command.

Al realized, his wife had just seen the other side of him. This is what he doesn't want. Where anyone knows his dark world. Now it could only sigh to calm down again, then put the phone on the nightstand. Then, position yourself to face the Flower.

"Gear me! Subjecting the face only means fear. My world isn't that clean, do you want to listen to me?"

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Crazy up is over, 🤭 While waiting up, yuk kepoin new novel Othoor. We did it together there 😅😉

Don't forget the trail, yes 🥺

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