Alamanda, Nurse for My Son
Chapters. 78.

“Hmmm safe...” muttered Mr. Sam in the heart who had successfully overtaken the car in front of him.

“Still have to overtake one more car so I can still monitor Mr. Marcel's car.” Mumbled Mr. Sam again then he increased the speed of the steering of his car to overtake another car in front of him so that his eye view on Marcel's car was not blocked.

“Hhhm enough there are still two other cars no problem I can still see Mr. Marcel's car. It could even be to close so that the nurse didn't know. And Mr. Marcel does not suspect if there is a car following him.” Said Mr. Sam with a satisfied smile when he was again in a safe position.

Meanwhile, the car driven by Marcel continues to drive towards the apartment. Marcel and Alamanda did not care much about the situation outside the car. Marcel focused on driving his car so as not to have an accident. Marcel and Alamanda were more silent, they were both preoccupied with their own thoughts still struggling with Charlotte's health.

“Pa, I have an idea..” said Charlotte arrived to surprise Alamanda and Marcel.

“What?” marcel asked while looking at Charlotte.

“Why Mr and Mrs Ernest were not taken to our Mansion Pa...” Charlotte said with twinkle in her eyes turning to the Papa He saw the Papa from the side.

“Hmmm good also your idea.. Try later I offer them and we also have to persuade Oma Hanson.” Marcel said as he continued to focus on the speed of the wheel.

The car continued and a few minutes later the car entered Marcel's apartment.

Mr. Sam who is still following behind him knows where Marcel's car is turning.

“Hmmm the car has turned..” muttered Mr. Sam inwardly while reducing the speed of his car.

“Hmmm they went inside the apartment.” Mumbled Mr. Sam when the car he drove was in front of the apartment building. Mr. Sam also turned his car into the yard of the apartment.

“Sial.” Bumpat Mr. Sam when the gate does not open automatically even one security officer came to his car. Mr. Sam lowered his car window.

“Good afternoon Sir, sorry to show you your ID card and what purpose you came to this apartment.” Said the security guard politely.

“Sial, strict once the rules.” muttered Mr. Sam inwardly then he took out his wallet from his pants pocket then took his id card and then handed it to the security officer of the apartment.

“Necessities Sir?” ask the security officer next.

“You meet a friend no invitation.” Answer, Mr. Sam lied.

“What can Mr show his invitation.” Said the apartment security officer.

“Invitation by phone.” Answer, Mr. Sam lied again. One lie will be followed by another lie.

“Can you name a friend Mr?” ask the security officer again.

“Hmmm really tight once. If I say Mr. Marcel, he's not necessarily a resident of this apartment. If it's true he's a resident of this apartment this officer called Mr. Marcel even fucked up. If I just say the name of the person if it's wrong to be found out I lied .” Mumbled Mr. Sam inwardly.

“I call him only.” Said Mr. Sam next. It looks like Mr. Sam took a phone out of his suit pocket. He rubbed his mobile phone screen, pura pura contacted someone.

“We'll meet outside. Repot once your apartment entry rules.” Said Mr. Sam aloud for the security guards to hear.

“Okey okay I share location.” Said Mr. Sam again. Then he put the phone in his pocket again.

“Sial, I just wait in a safe place.” Mr. Sam muttered inwardly and then he gasped to leave the location.

Inside that apartment building. In an elevator the door opened, and Alamanda carried Charlotte's tiny body and Marcel walked beside her. While walking one of Marcel's hands hugged Alamanda's shoulders possessively.

For a moment they were at the door of his apartment. Marcel who had informed Bang Bule Vincent and Mr. Ernestan if he had arrived at the apartment immediately pressed the pass word button.

“Apardon yes... Waiting long.” Marcel said as he stepped towards the sofa. On the living room couch was a handsome and cool Bule sitting and talking to Mr. Ernest.

“Just relax Bro, how about your son.” Bule said as he looked at Marcel and Charlotte and looked at Alamanda. Marcel and Alamanda then sat on the sofa, Charlotte was held by Alamanda.

“How about little Miss?” asked Mr. Ernest with a concerned tone.

“Hmmm.. here's Mr. Ernest before discussing about the recording of the conversation, about cooperation with Bang Bule Vincent, I want to say something about our problem first so that I can calm down.” Marcel said in a serious tone as he stared at the faces of Mr. Ernestan and Bang Bule Vincent in turn.

“Say Young Master.” Said Mr. Ernest seriously and a face full of empathy. Like his Lord Ernest could already read from the facial expressions of Marcel and Alamanda.

“Cancer cells in Charlotte's body appear again.” said Marcel in a sad tone. Tuam Ernest and Bang Bule Vincent also immediately looked sad and looked at Charlotte's tiny face.

“But my hand does not hurt..” say Charlotte so that people around her do not grieve. Alamanda rubbed Charlotte's head gently.

“Because cancer cells are still a little but we must be vigilant so that the cells do not develop and must be treated immediately to disappear.” said Alamanda. Marcel turned and rubbed Charlotte's head.

“Master how about Mr and Mrs Ernest just stay at our Mansion first. So that my mind is not divided.” Marcel said in a serious tone as he looked at Mr. Ernestan's face.

“Or Alamanda's work contract with Tuan is cancelled.” Marcel said next.

“Mr Marcel if my wife and I stay at the Hanson Mansion will further trouble the Hanson family.” Said Mr. Ernest..

“No Sir...” said Marcel then Marcel turned to Alamanda and whispered for Alamanda and Charlotte to leave the living room first.

After Alamanda and Charlotte are not in the living room, Marcel tells Mr. Ernestan and Bang Bule Vincent that he must make Charlotte's mood happy.

“I've asked him what his desire and desire is for him to be happy. He only wants one stay with Alamanda and me.” Marcel said as he looked at Bang Bule Vincent and then Mr. Ernest.

“Even he wants to sleep three.” Marcel said next.

“What?” bang Bule Vincent said loudly and with a shocked expression.

“Bro, it can't. The danger of your long-fasting bird will surely wriggle ronta.” Bang Bule Vincent said in a serious tone while Mr. Ernest looked at Bang Bule Vincent who spoke to the point.

“That's Bang, I love Alamanda so much, I don't want to do before she legitimately becomes my wife.” Marcel

“Ya married lightning only, for the common good.” Bang Bule Vincent.