Madelin Tough Women
27. Sam the One who Disconnected Asa

"Can you help me get a job?" ask Madelin to Micel.

"You need a job?" Micel asked Madelin.

"I needit. I can't keep quiet, and hide behind you. I can't possibly trouble you forever."

"If you want, you can work as a model, under my agency. Maybe it's just a small agency but if, you want and pursue it properly, luck could be with you" Micel bargained.

Madelin seemed to think for a moment. "Is your agency directly related to a company owned by Jonatan? You're a believer, it's impossible if you're not in touch with Jonatan." Honestly, Madelin was afraid that the business run by Micel had a direct relationship with Jonatan. Of course Jonatan is a figure he really wants to avoid.

Micel shook his head. "No. I founded this venture out of my personal money. Because the scale is so small. Indeed Jonatan, had wanted to help me by acquiring my business. But I refused and did not want to, allowing him to intervene in my personal business. I think of this business as my personal savings" Micel said.

"All right, I believe you. Then allow me to get into your business" Madelin said.

Micel smiled then extended his hand to Madelin. "The contract will follow. This handshake will be the beginning of our business journey. I put my trust in you."

Madelin returned the handshake. "I'll help you in this business too. Because I'm sure, your business will be more developed because I won't hesitate, in advancing your business."

That day, Madelin and Micel became co-workers. And from there also appeared a new stratagem in the head of Madelin, in his attempt to carry out his plan.

***

"Madelin wait!" Sam held off a passerby who passed by him.

A young woman working in the office immediately brushed Sam off. "It looks like you're wrong." The woman then ran away from Sam.

Sam nodded heavily. His mind was chaotic, only filled with Madelin's face. All day he searched where Madelin was. But still, he still has not found the figure of Madelin.

"You look like I'll never get to see Madelin." Sam pulled his own hair. His appearance was quite chaotic, and the people on the street were watching him and thought of him as a freak. But Sam himself indifferent, he just wanted to focus on finding where Madelin is now.

Madelin disappeared, as did his mind. Sam had spent a lot of time with Flora living with her, and she felt like a doll by her. Life becomes sad, not going to work and going home to an affair and spending time daydreaming or taking drugs all day. And slowly his body began to break down, and his common sense was dwindling.

"God, he's living a miserable life now, how could I ever intend to marry that person and even hold one home with him for quite a long time?" mumbled Madelin disappointed. The woman hid in one corner of the store and deliberately watched Sam from a distance. Seeing Sam's behavior like that, instead of making him feel pity, he actually felt disgusted with it. And there was a feeling of resentment appearing in his heart seeing the man.

"RUSSIA ... MADELINA ... MADELIN WHERE ARE YOU?!" sam cried out in despair. He was like a madman going berserk in the middle of the road.

As a result of his actions that disturbed many pedestrians, Sam was then dragged forcibly by the police who served on the road.

"Don't make a fuss here!" One of the policemen dragging Sam was trying to get the man to stop rebelling.

Sam didn't listen to him, he just acted up and became. "RUSSIA ... MADELIN WHERE ARE YOU?!"

The police were increasingly overwhelmed, due to the bar-bar behavior carried out by Sam. And the people around looked around with strange gazes.

"It's sad. If he lingered like that, it could have been sent to a mental institution." Madelin fixed his hat, then left the area.

***

Police Station

"Darling, what are you doing here?" Flora hurriedly approached Sam.

Sam looked weak and lethargic. He was forcibly taken to the police station, because he had made a commotion in the middle of the road, and disturbed the people around.

"He's making a fuss. What, you're his relative?" ask a policeman.

"Yes. Please forgive my husband's behavior." Flora glanced at Sam. And who would have thought, Sam also looked at him and was seen from the eyes of the man, looking very cynical. But Flora ignores him, focusing on solving Sam's problems.

***

"I'm not lukewarm. You shouldn't call me your husband." Sam doesn't seem to like it.

Flora sighed. Throw his tote bag into bed. "Don't argue with me Sam. I'm tired of your troublesome behavior. You should be grateful that I solved the problem you've done."

"I never asked you to do that for me. You were always alone, and never considered my wishes properly. You're ignoring my opinion."

"You're the only one who thinks like that. I always help you selflessly. But you think of me like the wind. Try to learn to get rid of your bad thoughts, I do not like your bad side of that one," said Flora calm. The woman restrains her emotions, though she is also irritated by the behavior, Sam who is not self-aware.

"You blame me? Apparently you've never reflected properly. Your mind is bad. You're selfish and like a witch."

"Your words sound like children sulking. Do I need to pat your ass? Come come sit here, as usual." Flora pointed towards her thigh. "You're usually comfortable here, aren't you?"

"disgusting." Sam wore a facial expression that looked like he was looking at something disgusting.

Flora ignored him, she smiled and patted her hands on her thighs. He told Sam to go to sleep on his thighs. "Come here" he said.

Sam just stood quietly in his place.

"Oh, are you uncomfortable. Well, I know very well your favorite." Flora then picked up the scissors and cut her jeans off. Now it looks that smooth white skin. "It'll feel good for you. Oh or do you still feel less? I can show you more to make you feel, more comfortable than this." Flora is getting ready to cut her pants.

Sam without a sound, approached Flora. He then stood right in front of the woman.

"Oh do you like it? Come here!" Flora further patted her thighs.

Sam snatched the scissors in Flora's hand and directly pointed the scissors right in front of the woman's eyes. The distance between the scissors near Flora's eyes was very close. If Sam was careless just a little, then the scissors would be stuck right in front of his eyes.