The Warmest Marriage

Chapter 68. - The Mission

"Sean, has the company in C been taken care of?" ask Alena while checking some files. "Already miss. But, there are some villagers who want to apply for jobs."

"Ah!? Is that true? That's good news. Accept them. Perhaps, by working in our supermarket, they will know some new things. Oh yeah, priority." Alena said happily. Sean was fixated on silence, he did not expect that Alena would be so happy with this news.

"Oh yeah, you only have two days, to finish and teach all the new hires. Don't forget to come back and help me out here." Tell Alena who again focused on the files in her hands. "Well miss,"

Sean resigned. After Sean had gotten far enough away from Alena, the woman sighed. "Huf... So tired. Maybe I could have lunch for a while." Alena muttered and walked away.

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"What did you want to talk about last night?" ask Helena, ketus. Angga rolled his eyeballs, paled. "Not to think about. You made me lose face in front of Arga. What a cruel woman," complained Angga with a small voice.

"What's? You're saying I'm a cruel woman?" ask Helena in a high tone. "No. You're a good woman. Good as an angel." praise Angga with great force. Helena smiled with satisfaction.

"Well to make myself suffer" Angga's great-grandson caught Helena's attention. The tomboyish doctor glanced cynically, making the Angga he glared at shudder in horror. "What you said, try repeating." A sweet but deadly smile makes Angga swallow his saliva round and round.

"Nothing." Angga replied. Helena flashed a probing gaze. But just as he was about to look at her closely, the break time was over.

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Alena ordered food, and she waited for her order so closed her eyes. "Alena," the call made Alena slightly aware. "Alena dear.." the speech sounded soft.

"Mama," cried Alena unwittingly. His heart was racing, his blood was boiling. "I don't want to eat. Here's the tip." Alena immediately left the place by leaving four pieces of green money. American Dollar.

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Alena goes to the place where Miss Rika and Rara are in prison. With a furious feeling, Alena sat down in front of them. "I don't want to linger here" Alena said coldly. Rara smiled cunningly. "Then?" Ask smirked.

"Say, who killed my mother!" Alena. Madam Rika immediately smiled. But over time he laughed loudly. "I killed him!" rika's mistress shouted out in despair.

"I killed your mother, Alena! I'm the one you're looking for! Me!!!" his yell. Alena looked at him full of hatred. "Why did you kill my mother?" alena shouted no less loudly.

"Cute, your mother was too naive. She accepted me, but I couldn't possibly share a husband with her." she explained, cynical. Alena wiped her face that was hit by the spit. "My mom would share a husband with you, but why don't you?" alena growled with a higher tone again.

"Because-" Miss Rika's words were cut off. "I'm sorry, but the talking time is up. Prisoners please return to the cell" explained one of the police officers on duty. The two men turned around and went back into the cold prison.

"Aragh!"

Alena returned with empty hands, again and again. He breathed his long breath. "Tomorrow I'll try again." thought Alena. Then, he got in the car, and left the place.

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Hello guys, I as an author feel bad. Because yes.. late up. but yes how, I'm busy.