The Ugly Duckling's

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"Norris ... "

Sarah just turned her head towards Hana who was currently approaching her. Sarah's eyes are watering, she wants to shed those tears. Not to cry over Yama's behavior, but to cry over the little boy.

"Mama, we have to help the boy."

"Whose son?"

"Ayumi is not a good person ma, I just saw her kidnap a child. I ... I don't want him for sale." Sarah's cry broke, her body slumped.

"Honey .. we can't move right away, you better talk to Yama."

"No way, he seems to have fallen in love with Ayumi. Her smile was that wide, yesterday she also took Ayumi." Sarah pursed her lips.

"The fox will smile widely when it finds its prey, even Satan will smile widely when faced with its target."

"I mean Mama? Do you know that Ayumi is a criminal?"

"You forgot who your husband is? listen to the explanation first, do not just accuse. Yesterday Mama's men saw Yama's men wandering around the area."

"But why isn't he honest with me? Ichi doesn't want to tell me the same story either."

"That's because they both love you so much, they don't want to see you sad dear." Hana stroked her daughter-in-law's head.

"So Mama said Mama's men? so you have a guy in Japan?" Sarah changed her sitting position when her brain had digested Mama's words.

Hana nodded steadily, "Yes, don't underestimate Mama. Mama's a Yakuza boy, if you forget."

The atmosphere inside the house was still bustling as usual, Ichiro always had a fight with Yama. Father and son enliven the atmosphere in the house. "Buck! don't stick too long on my wife!" Yama rebukes Ichiro.

"Wildamah! she's Mama Ichi! Wek!" Sarah was still in her position, washing the vegetables she would cook for dinner.

"Go away, it's my turn!" Yama shifted Ichiro, they both pushed each other. Sarah shook her head looking at the two people. The child who is still a child and another old baby aka Her husband.

Of course the victory was achieved by Yama, he pulled the back of Ichiro's shirt and took it to Hana's lap. Ichiro yells and thrashes, but Yama's face remains flat. Yama rushed to the kitchen and closed the kitchen door.

"I can finally hug you." Yama inhaled the scent of his wife's body. Sarah smiled as she felt a hot breath on her neck. A second later he recalled the incident earlier that afternoon, making him want to discuss the matter.

"You got nothing in the shit, don't keep it to yourself." Sarah spoke in a sharp tone.

"What do you mean?" Yama still kissed Sarah's neck, making her a little amused but still enjoying it.

"Well, if you're playing behind my back!"

NAH! Sarah cut the long cucumber in half and glanced towards Yama. Yama swallowed his coarse salivary, even though he was a Yakuza but making his wife angry was the biggest mistake.

"Everything is not what you see or hear." Yama held Sarah's hand and removed the knife, then turned the body face to face.

Their mouths had sipped at each other until Sarah removed the gap to take a deep breath. "I love you, love you so much. There will never be another woman in my heart but you." Yama again enjoyed Sarah's increasingly red lips.

BRACKET!

"Please!" yells