Discarded After Childbirth
Chapter 42 - Nearly kidnapped

David gets a report from his men that he failed to follow Gea. He lost her at the red light. David grew angry and continued to throw things in his room.

Selena who had just entered the room was shocked by the condition of her room that was already a mess like a broken ship.

"Mas! Why messy rich gini room! Who wants to clean it up!" pissed Selena.

David turned to the source of the voice and stared flatly at his wife's face.

"Gea is in Jakarta. He went home. He's already in action to destroy us and it looks like he wants to take Alwin away from us" David said.

"WHAT!!!!"

Selena was shocked a second time. This time his surprise became more accompanied by anger and annoyance.

"Why can Gea be in Jakarta anyway Mas! He said, Mas always keep an eye on Gea, why is it this way? Anyway I don't want to know, we have to get rid of Gea. If everything is revealed, end our history!"

"I told my men to follow Gea, but lost track" David said.

"Ck! Why do you have such stupid people! Should've looked for that spy from a mafia gang. It must be reliable!" selena's advice.

"Shut up! If only you didn't have to work anymore, surely mama wouldn't know Gea because there was no gap for Gea to know mama!"

"Why do you blame me, Mom! This is all because you chose the wrong second wife! I told you, look for the stupid and innocent, if you can be the poorest of you, so you can not dwell if we threaten!"

Because he continues to be blamed by his wife, David became upset and angry to the point that he gripped Selena's wrist firmly.

"Mas, sakiiiiiit ..." groaned Selena.

As if not hearing that groan, poor David gripped even stronger. However, a long time later, David also released the grip of his hand.

There's a red scar on Selena's wrist. Selena immediately grabbed her red hand and looked at the husband angrily. Then go into the bathroom.

David ruffled his hair in frustration. He could not control his own emotions because he was too upset with the current situation plus his wife instead of looking for a solution instead came to blame him. David threw a pillow over his bed. Then kick Selena's high heels on the floor.

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The next day, Gea delivers the cake to the shop down the street. It's been this month, Gea always deliver her cake there. Today is the determination, whether Gea can continue to leave the cake there or have to find another place again.

The cashier gave a sales turnover report from Gea's cake. Then explain. In the first week, the turnover is still small, even the number of cakes that Gea entrusted each day only runs out by half. In the second week, the turnover rose so that it ran out three-quarters of the cake that Gea delivered. In the third week, the cake ran out, and in that week there was also a lot of customer demand. Therefore, Gea was asked to bake even more cakes. Then in the fourth week, the Gea cake was named the most sought after cake. Even because Gea makes cakes with a new variant taste, making buyers ask for another flavor again.

"So, because every week the turnover of Mba cake continues to increase, Mba cake will continue to be in our store. And for that, Mba will be the official supplier here. Oh yes, tomorrow the store manager wants to meet mba and do an official contract signature for the first 6 months," explained the cashier.

"Thank you, thank you Mba. Tomorrow I will definitely come. Because this is good news for me. Tomorrow I will also increase the number of cakes that I usually deliver."

The cashier nodded. Gea left with gratitude and pleasure. Even Gea was unceasingly smiling.

Gea walks home to his house, on the street, feeling that someone is following him. If it's a Gaza man, he's on the other side of the street. Gea could see the guy. But, this, even the feathers of Gea just so stood up so scared of him. Moreover, the road that he passed now, looked lonely, no motorbike passed by one. It felt like looking back, but Gea was too afraid for that. However, for his own good, Gea also dared himself to look back. Apparently there was nobody there.

"Well, no one? Is this just my hunch, huh?" thought Gea.

When Gea was about to be taken away, the Gazans beat the man to nothing. However, when there was a chance, that fellow immediately ran over from there before he was even more battered.

The Gaza man patted Gea on the cheek to quickly wake up. But Gea was unconscious too. The man was also looking for a way to make Gea aware faster. He also took out the wind oil in his small bag and brought it closer to Gea's nose.

Gea. Then hold his head that feels a little dizzy. He then changed his position to sit and leaned against the fence owned by a neighbor.

"I think I drugged someone?" ask Gea.

"Yes Miss. Fortunately, I managed to beat him. It's just that, I don't know, the criminal is a man of whom. He's already escaped first."

"It's okay, I think I know who told him to. Thank you, you helped me."

"It is my duty to look after you, Miss. The master of Gaza ordered me like that."

Gea nodded too. Then try to stand up from his seat.

"Need help, miss?" haggle over that man.

"No, I can do it myself. By the way what's your name? I just know I've always been guarded by you without knowing who you are."

"Call Ken, Miss."

"okay."

Gea stood up and walked again. Ken followed her from behind. When you look around, Ken's face looks younger than him. I don't know why Gea was curious too. He turned his body and looked at Ken.

"What's wrong Miss?" ask Ken.

"How old are you?" ask Gea.

"It doesn't matter how old I am Miss" replied Ken.

"I just don't like being called Miss. I am not your master. Your employer is the Gaza."

"You are the one I have to take care of. Continue walking Miss."

Gea turned her body again and continued walking. When he gets home, he will protest to Gaza. She didn't like being made a princess like this.

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