THE LOVE OF FATE

THE POWER OF PRAYER

💌 LOVE OF FATE 💌

 

🍀 HAPPY READING 🍀

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...When despair is beyond hope, only the power of prayer can change everything....

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Luke exited Smith's office, and he saw Marvel standing in front of the car.

"Good night sir." Marvel slightly bent down, then opened the door for the boss.

"Good night Marvel." Luke sat in the back seat and then closed the door again.

Marvel quickly got into the car and sat in the steering wheel. "Where are we going, sir?" ask Marvel.

"We go straight home" Lukas answered, staring at the tablet. There's work to check.

Marvel immediately understood, he took the car to leave Smith's office.

ON ITS WAY.

Luke let out a long sigh, he did not concentrate on checking the incoming emails. He just reads and marks a few things on his tablet. He glanced at Marvel, who was focused on driving.

"Until when do you have to shut up like this Marvel?" lukas asked, raising his face and putting the tablet beside him.

"Huh?" Marvel blinked, looking at Mr. Smith from the rearview mirror in the middle of the car. Marvel quickly answered. "Sorry sir. I don't understand what you mean."

"Cur .." Luke smiled a little. "I think you understand what I mean? you can tell me everything, with nothing covered up. Where's Alvin?" ask Luke to the point.

GLAKES!

Marvel swallowed the salivary so hard. He squeezed the steering wheel to cover up his nervousness.

"You're one of Alvin's confidants. I think you know where he is. Where's Alvin hiding?"

The deg!

"A-what do you mean sir?"

"Do I have to repeat my words?"

Marvel is getting nervous. "I'm sorry sir. I really don't know where Mr. Alvin is. He never contacted me at all. About the ATM it's obvious you've blocked it."

Lukas nibbled his temple. What Marvel said is true. The phone is also inactive. All his men have been searching. Alvin was not found. Luke is really frustrated. That's been almost three months.

Luke took another breath trying to hold the pain in his chest. "Did Alvin really say nothing?"

Marvel kept trying to calm down. He took a short breath and looked at his boss through the rearview mirror. "I'm sorry sir! He didn't say anything."

Lukas rubbed his face violently, looking towards the deserted streets. "I know Alvin. She could not have left the woman she loved on her wedding day. I'm sure Alvin must be some personal problem I don't know about?"

"He was never open to personal matters, sir. Forgive me!" Marvel said. He had to lie. He promised to keep this secret. Marvel is back on the street.

"How's Allura. Did Maria keep sending her drivers?"

"Yes sir. He sent Sebastian to be Miss Allura's driver."

Luke let out a heavy breath, "I want Sebastian to really pay attention to the safety of the child that Allura conceived. Even in the little things. Allura should stay comfortable."

"Okay sir, I'll tell Sebastian later."

"What about Arlo?" luke asked to switch the conversation.

"As usual he stays in his office."

Luke smiled smrik. "Stay watch over him. Don't let Arlo know that his movements are known to me."

"Good sir." Answer Marvel quickly.

Luke took a deep breath, staring at the road he was walking through. The memory was so vivid the first time he met Arlo.

His heart was moved when he saw a 10-year-old child. Arlo was lying on the floor in a bakery in town A. It was already midnight, the weather was getting colder piercing to the bone. Slowly, Arlo tries to get close to the boy and asks him to talk. But Arlo did not respond, only looking with an eye. This kid's lying limp. Luke doesn't know how this boy is doing, but when Arlo picks up the boy, he really has no energy. Luke asked a man sitting on a chair wearing a green shirt. What age? What's with this kid until there's no energy? And he even asked his parents?

He tried to answer all of Luke's questions. That the boy has no family. Arlo is thrown out by his exit. Luke was very surprised at the time. He is afraid that if this child has a bad routine, it will affect the growth of the child. Luke decides to take her home and help her. Arlo was treated like a child himself. He was educated at the same place as Alvin. All Luke did for the boy's happiness.

"Huffft....!" Luke exhaled releasing his reverie. His face was flat and cold. Now the child he grew up with is growing up to be an ungrateful child. The greed was becoming more and more apparent on his face. Lukas continues to enjoy every game Arlo plays. He believes his greed is a force that can destroy and kill his life later.

Lukas took a short breath with a glare. He was silent while throwing his gaze out the window. His back is stuck to the chair. Looking towards the road that is passed. They turned and entered Smith's residence. The sturdy fence was automatically opened.

Marvel got out of the car to open the door for his boss.

"Thank you Marvel. You can go straight home" he said with a faint smile.

"Okay sir, good night." Marvel said with a small smile while bowing his body.

"Good night." Luke replies to the same speech.

"I'll excuse you, sir."

Luke just nodded. He took a few steps back so that the car could turn.

Marvel got back in the car and sat in the steering wheel. Then slowly stepped on the accelerator to take his car out of Smith's residence. With a deep breath, Luke stepped in.

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Elijah stood up to welcome his arrival.

"Good night sir" said Elijah, looking down politely.

"Good night Elijah, thank you for always waiting" he said giving Elijah a bag. Then he looked for his life companion. "Where's my wife?"

"Mrs Smith slept an hour ago, sir."

"Is she still crying?" luke asked the same question every day. He was worried about his wife's condition.

"Today Mrs Smith did not cry sir. The feeling of his heart was good today."

"Oh, huh?" Luke's expression looked surprised. "Is it because of Allura's pregnancy?" Say it in the heart. He smiled and looked at Elijah.

"Thank you Elijah. Now you can rest" he said later. He also stepped back to his room.

Luke opened the door slowly.

THE CZECH!

Sure enough, he saw his wife sleeping there. Luke then walked over to his sleeping wife.

"Good night," CUP! Luke kissed his wife's forehead. He pulled his body away from Mary.

"Hmmm, mmm." Maria realized. A greeting of good night and something soft clinging to his forehead woke Maria from her sleep. "Darling?" Mary murmured trying to open her eyes, though still drowsy. "You're home yet?"

"Hm."

"Hug me." Maria closed her eyes again.

Luke chuckled while stroking his wife's hair. "I haven't had a shower. You'll pass out smelling my body." Luke leaned towards Mary. Looking at his wife with a smile.

Mary did not answer, she only smiled faintly. "Come on for a second. I'm used to the smell of your body."

"really?"

"Hm. In a moment, Alvin came back to my dream." Mary's voice was there.

Luke took a deep breath that felt heavy. He knew Mary was still very difficult to accept this fact. Especially circulating on the Internet, if Alvin is dead and his body has been dumped into the sea. Upon learning of the news, Luke moved quickly to look for it. But the result remains the same. Seven days into the search, Alvin's body was not found.

"Luke, what are you waiting for, don't look at me like that. I just want to be hugged, I'm afraid." said Maria with sad eyes.

Luke smiled again. Finally he decided to go up to the bed. Luke flung his body sideways and faced his wife. He bent the elbow. Embracing Mary's back to get a comfortable backrest on her arm.

Maria immediately greeted him with a single smile review. He closed his eyes again while taking a deep breath. The woody fragrance from the perfume her husband used was still smelled by her.

"Who said your body stinks, not really. I'm even comfortable with this kind of position."

Luke smiled faintly, continued to embrace him tightly and rubbed his wife's head gently. "Don't cry, baby? I don't want to see you sad."

Upon hearing that, the look on Maria's face suddenly changed. She did not want to see her husband.

"We've been trying to find him. We have even done various ways to do the search. Alvin could not be found. His phone could not be reached either. I run out of ideas sometimes and it's really driving me crazy."

Mary's eyes immediately glazed over upon hearing that. Everything her husband said was true. But as a mother, she still hopes to find her son and her son can return to this house.

"Allura is now pregnant with Alvin's son. As much as possible, we should not add to the burden. If you grieve like this, Allura can feel it. She can stress out dearly and it can be bad for her womb."

Maria was crying and nodding her head quickly. His shoulders were shaking up and down. He was sad to imagine the face of his son. Mary kept asking God to bring Alvin back. All those shadows scared him so much. All the prayers he said every day, one day all his prayers will be answered. He knows his hard work and struggle will pay off. Alvin's going back by himself to this house. Maria was sure of that.

SERIATE.....

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