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CHAPTERS 194. BARACK AND SARAH
“I understand Dante!” Nick stood up and walked out of the room. Now there is only Dante in the room who smiles smugly. “What are you planning to do with him? Is that how you hate Bella? Why can you lower yourself in front of Lorenzo? Your degree is higher than her but you've made yourself her lustful fan? I can't forgive you if you're found guilty of Tatiana! We'll see how Tatiana goes!” said Dante leaning against the wall with his eyes staring at the bed that was occupied by Nick.
“Bella, I feel so guilty to you and also to myself!” Dante clucked, “What are you thinking? I don't trust you in the slightest when you're an honest man, which is why I'm losing you now. Anthony took you away! Where are you now Bella? Don't you miss your son? He always asks you and misses you! Alex is as chatty as you can't stay still!”
Dante smiled considering Bella who always talked a lot and asked a lot, like Alex. The plain look and facial expression as well as the adorable smile that Dante had always missed. The longing he treated by looking at the face of his son who was exactly the same as Bella. Everything is the same, his attitude and behavior are the same even their likes are the same. Dante's heart was getting sicker as it was sliced. Her mind was completely in a state of shock right now, imagining Bella's safety out there.
“Bella!” the sound from Alex's room left Dante stunned and he rushed to run towards the room.
“Bella!”
“Yes God! Alex to the point of calling his name?” said Dante and he saw Alex. He was about to hug his son but he smiled and threw away his face. The corner of his eyes was watering, he could not help but tear down.
“Alex loves Bella very much! Is this really the best? Has Tatiana been tricking me all this time? What has he been doing behind my back all this time?” dante said again while thinking, curiosity about what Tatiana did behind him made the man more convinced to find out and bring the truth.
“Bella!” again Alex called.
“That's a pity for you Alex! It's all my fault I should trust Bella! You won't be tormented like this for missing him. She's your mother Alex!” Dante smiled and walked over to his son's bed.
“Bella! I miss!” again Alex called his name.
“Alex baby, did you have a bad dream?” ask Dante who's been sitting next to his son and stroking Alex's hair. “Sleep Alex, Bella's fine there. I'm gonna keep trying to find bella. You don't have to worry like this! I'm sorry, soon I'll bring Bella back to you.”
“Hopefully you understand Alex!” dante said with a smile as Alex hugged him and put his tiny hand on Dante's waist.
“Bella! Can you hear me? Your son has missed you so much since this morning he always smiles when he talks about you. Are you never coming back? Anthony where did you take him?” dante asked with his arms around Alex.
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“Ha...who called me?” he took his phone. “Unknown number?” Dante smiled faintly, weighing for a moment whether he would answer the phone or not and then he decided to answer the phone.
“Halo?”
“Hey Dante! It's me Barack! Sarah and I are alive. Now I need your help!”
“I thought you wouldn't call me again!” Dante was happy to hear Barack's voice, he smiled and all his sadness was momentarily lost and a little forgotten.
“Mauku also want to call you, Dante!”
“Then why are you calling me now?”
“I told you earlier, I need your help!” said Barack.
“Where are you?”
“I don't think you want me to see you. They're giving you a sign of the area you're in. But you didn't take it so I waited until you called me.”
“You don't know who we're up against! I've learned it as long as I've been hiding!”
“Tell me what information you got.” Dante is now serious, he who had wanted to sleep with Alex just stood up and stepped towards the balcony and spoke outside so as not to disturb Alex.
“Jeff Amadeo! Maybe he's an opponent you're on par with Dante! Or maybe he's stronger than you! I'm not sure, you can measure it yourself later.”
“Tell me who is he?”
“The largest owner of narcotics business in Mexico and also the owner of the largest marijuana field in the world. He is not an easy man to beat! You've been teasing him, Dante. Bella is a woman who comes every month. Just imagine, she flies to Indonesia every month just to see Bella! The man was a maniac and he really wanted Bella. As far as I know he also has psychiatric problems, he's a psychopath! He was married three times, his first wife died because he was disappointed because his wife's service was not satisfactory until he left his first wife to die. He's hyper-secret, Dante! His second wife chose suicide because she could not stand his strange desire and his third wife is still alive today. But I don't know who his third wife is.”
Complete information was given by Barack to him. “Where did you get this information?” dante asked with a squint.
“Of course I bet my life to get it. I almost died because he wanted Bella! I know Bella is the only woman who always keeps her coming back. He always gave Bella a lot of money. That's the information I got.” Barack snorted violently and was heard by Dante.
“Hem...Good opponent turns out!” Dante smile.
“Actually it's not good too if we offend him. You're one of the biggest mafia guns, but they're more terrible. They have no heart! They can already kill anyone without a second thought!” said Barack.
“Barack! Where is there a mobster with a heart?”
“Yes is not! But right now you're weak Dante! And he knows that and exploits this, you're weak because you have Bella!”
Barack's words are very hurtful and feelings dante. The sense of loss to Bella is also said ‘weakness’ uttered by Barack so offensive to his pride.
“What help did you ask of me? One more thing, how's Sarah doing?”
“The girl is fine. He's by my side now, you don't have to worry about him.”
“Do you wear it?”
“No Dante! I take good care of it like I keep a diamond. Just chill! I won't let anyone touch it.”
While Barack across there was glancing at Sarah who was asleep. He was about to make sure of the girl's condition, ‘He slept right? But if he wakes up, that's good! I want him to be cold today,’ Barack whispered and actually he wants to laugh.
“You like the girl?” ask Dante who seems to know the contents of his friend's head.
“Iya! She's sleeping now.”
