Love In The Hatred

Love In The Hatred
Traitors


The hospital door opened from the outside, the little boy who was not even 2 years old was running close to the baby box, he pulled the pants of an adult man standing nearby. Then raise both hands to hold.


"You came my boy?" Ozan holds Marsell and shows her sleeping little daughter. "The pretty princess is sleeping, you want to kiss her?"


Marsell nodded.


"Alright, but when you're grown up you can't kiss her, yeah!" Ozan clings Marsell's lips to his son's cheeks.


Rosella, Mark and Vlora laugh at him.


"Congratulations to the birth of your little daughter, Vlo. She was beautiful like her mother," said Rosella he came carrying luxurious hampers for her nephew, not forgetting to send another gift to the residence of Vlora and Ozan.


"Thank you, sorry to bother the lady."


"You've always been like this. When's your mom coming?"


"My mom is sick, maybe a few more months can come."


"Oh, I'm sorry about that. But just calm down. I'll come see you often."


"Don't worry, Madam. I've learned how to take care of babies. Ozan and I will work together to take care of it."


"of course. I was ready to be a security guard at night" Ozan said, dropping Marsel off his lap, the boy running towards his mother.


"You really should be a standby husband like me!" Mark did not lose.


The presence of Mark and Rosella very entertaining Vlora. They were involved in a conversation punctuated by jokes and laughter. Until Mark asked Ozan to speak outside the room.


***


"The woman appeared in front of me!" ozan said as they stood on the rooftop of the highest place in the hospital.


Mark still calmly looked straight ahead, his hands clenched in his pants pocket considering Kate is likely to act.


"You scared?" cetus Mark pulled the corner of his lips.


"Even I'm the first one who'll deal with it later. Even though she's a woman but I won't hesitate to take up arms!"


"I'm sure he won't act that fast. He will definitely buy time and wait until we let our guard down. Keep your security tight, Ozan. If it wasn't you, Kate would've been after me!"


"I won't let that woman succeed in carrying out her plan, Master!"


"I know, but he's like a cunning fox. He must have learned from experience to be more careful in acting. Don't let you give him a reproach for coming in, you understand?"


Ozan nodded in understanding, no matter what the situation, he would not give Kate a chance to hurt her family.


"In the near future Rosella and I are planning to go to Paris. I'll leave my men here to look after your family. You know they're the most reliable."


"Nikmti your holiday there. Don't worry so I'm here. Trust me, I can handle everything."


"You are precious to me Ozan. Remember my message, no matter what happens, just be yourself, you're married and have a daughter, they're your top priority. Don't make the wrong decision!"


Mark patted Ozan on the shoulder. "I'm leaving," she said. Ozan silently digested Mark's words and followed him from behind.


A little while later, Vlora and Ozan were left in the room. Vlora holds her son and occasionally speaks. Ozan also stroked his daughter's cheek.


"Ozan, I'm like no stranger to that woman. She must have known that I was once a woman of the night. My past will surely defame you."


"Don't think it was Vlo. I don't care what people say, I know what you look like. Moreover, I alone took away your honor, not another man."


"So what are you talking about? Looks like you guys are close."


"Mr Mark's ex-fiancee? So he's Niko's real sister? Then why did he meet you? Does he have any evil intentions?"


Vlora becomes restless, Niko's name and the man's crime will never be forgiven, and now the brother of the man appears in his life. The face was no stranger to her.


"No .. he won't be able to do any harm to us. Never mind, we better focus on raising our beautiful daughter." Ozan took over their son.


***


Three Months Later.


Did not feel the daughter of Ozan and Vlora has reached the age of 3 months, the baby grew healthy by consuming Asi mother. The stitches in Vlora's stomach had dried up and never had problems because he diligently took some vitamins from the doctor.


As long as there is also no interference from any party. In fact, Kate never appeared in Ozan or Mark's room. The meeting at the restaurant was the last. According to the information obtained, Kate settled abroad.


That afternoon Vlora took his son outside the mansion without permission from Ozan, he grew tired of being cooped up in the house and planned to come secretly to Ozan's office.


Some guards blocked it.


"The lady can't leave without Mr. Ozan's permission."


"I just want to go to the office and make a surprise for my husband. It's no surprise that I asked her permission. Anyway I'm going to drive." Vlora still did not want to budge, he still got into the car.


One of the bodyguards tried to contact Ozan, but the man could not be reached. While the black car carrying Vlora and her son had already left the yard.


"Mrs hard sepala too. Mr. Ozan could be upset that the madam's out of here."


"Let me follow them." He rushes to start the car and chases after the car that brought Vlora.


While in the car. Vlora was still holding her sleeping daughter, she couldn't wait to see Ozan's expression later.


"Why are we going down this road?" ask Vlora when the driver is going through a different road. They should have turned towards two o'clock instead of following the way forward.


"The usual road was badly damaged, ma'am," the driver replied, adding to the speed of his car


Vlora was unsuspecting in the slightest, trying to calm her daughter who was suddenly fussy and crying.


After more than thirty minutes had passed, the car stopped in the middle of a deserted road. Shady and towering trees surround the place. There was another car waiting for them. Vlora was shocked as the driver came down and opened the back door.


"Down, Madam!"


"Whatchu mean? Why are we getting off here?" ask Vlora.


"Later the Madam will know for herself. Quick down!"


Vlora's right hand was forcibly pulled, while her left hand was still holding the tiny baby. Afraid that her son might fall, Vlora complains and gets out of the car.


"Give me the baby!" tell the driver who has long worked for Ozan, even he was equipped with martial arts.


"What's wrong with you? Did you betray us?"


Not lost his surprise, the appearance of a woman from another car makes Vlora sure if the driver is a traitor.


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