Madelin Tough Women
32. Greedy People

"Is this not too hasty sir? You have not, fully recovered, yet why would you want to get out of the hospital prematurely? If it's about my job, you can set your schedule later." Ten confidants of Mr. Fred, seem worried when the Master prefers to go home rather than wait for him, fully recovered in the hospital.

"Your question is many Ten. This place doesn't feel so good. How could I possibly be at home. Besides the taste of the porridge is very strange, making me nauseous. I want to hurry home and eat Aunt Marta's cooking, which is better" replied Mr. Fred calmly.

"But Mr ... You have not fully recovered. I'm worried about your health. Especially if, you decide to go back to work." Ten was unceasingly worried for his master.

Mr. Fred, patting Ten on the head slowly and ruffling the head of the young man he had, he thought, was like his own grandson. "Calm Ten. I'm fine, besides when I get home I'll focus more on my healing and postpone all my work first. You take it easy."

"You promise?" Ten still hasn't seen faith in Mr. Fred. Naturally, because often Mr. Fred likes to break his promise. And back to work in an unhealthy state.

"I promise." Mr. Fred smiled. "Yes, you go to the parking lot first, please bring my things. I might be a little late because there's a little business. So please wait for a moment, before my arrival."

Ten nodded. "Okay sir" he said obediently. He turned around and left Mr. Fred's room.

After Ten left, Mr. Fred walked to the window. He quietly peeked from there and noticed, a black car parked by the side of the road. To be honest, Mr. Fred, felt suspicious of the figure in the car.

Especially when he felt watched by a figure who was in the car. Mr. Fred, quietly pulled out his gun and aimed at the car.

DOR

After firing a bullet at the car. Mr. Fred immediately left his room and pretended as if nothing had happened.

***

"I wonder what you're going to do, Madelin? How I'd love to see you destroyed." Flora who was sitting relaxing on the sofa, staring at the photo of Madelin who was posing hugging Sam tightly. "Especially when you survived your death." To be honest, Flora knew Madelin was alive. He survives an assassination plot, involving himself and Lady Lily. But Flora herself deliberately, pretended not to know the fact especially in front of Jonatan.

Because he was the one who tried to kill but also saved Madelin at the same time. That night when Madelin was parachuted from the river, he had prepared some men to save Madelin. Madelin did not really drown.

He deliberately did that so that, all the mistakes and attempted murder just fell and inflicted everything on Mrs Lily. But who would have thought, that Jonatan himself was too aggressive and made him feel the pain. He must admit that his plan is less neat so, making him a failure that is quite detrimental.

"People like you wouldn't be attractive if, should die easily. I want you to feel hell longer." Madelin ripped off a photo of Madelin and Sam. "For you to know, how much I've suffered all this time."

Flora then glanced towards the girl sitting beside her. The girl who was wearing the pink dress, looked cute. But from the expression of his face looks very empty. Instead of looking like a pretty girl, she looks more like a mannequin doll.

CUPS

Flora kissed the girl's cheek. "Ah .. so many times I see your beautiful face it always makes me feel relieved. You really look like your mother, Misa." Flora felt calm again whenever she saw the flat, flat face of the girl named Misa.

Misa has a beautiful face, like her mother. Flora used to be close friends with the girl's mother. And before Mass was born, Flora used to love the beautiful face of Misa's mother. Where it feels, Flora has an obsession with the pretty face of her close friend. Every time he saw the pretty face of his close friend, he felt calm it was exactly like taking drugs. The strange obsession arises, as Flora feels insecure about her own face which, she considers very less beautiful and less likely to be ugly. So once he saw the girls with pretty faces making it, it was as if having faces like them and making his heart feel calm.

***

Micel was silent but he immediately replied, "Madelin are you sure?"

"It's been three months, it feels so weird if I keep hiding from Jonatan. Because either way, I'll finally meet him." Madelin is convinced that he must meet Jonatan. It was enough for him, to hide from Jonatan. Maybe Jonatan is a dangerous man, but Madelin is convinced that he can use the man as a useful weapon.

"Are you planning something?"

Madelin silently did not answer. His eyes looked straight at Micel. As if giving another answer.

Micel doesn't fully understand what kind of thing Madelin wants to do. But anyway, he was on Madelin's side, so what the woman did he had to support her.

"alright. I'm not in your way. But at least tell me later your plan. Because you know, you've been using me as your tool" Micel said firmly.

"Of course, if the time comes, I will tell you everything later" Madelin replied confidently.

***

Jonatan was surprised to find Madelin standing in front of him, in a beautiful black dress.

"This isn't a dream? After everything that happened, I'm really grateful to see you back" Jonatan said sincerely. Even for the size of a crazy man, it seems like he will still act out of manners only in front of people he likes.

Madelin smiled slipping her hair. "This is a reality. We haven't met for long. And I've seen a lot of demons around me. Jonatan will you help me?"

"We can talk about it at dinner tonight." Jonatan opened the door of his car and let Madelin in there.

Madelin smiled gracefully, then got into Jonatan's car.

***

"I'm grateful you're alive. When I found out the bastards who had foul intentions towards you, it made me feel worried half to death with you. I promise I'll punish them." Jonatan looked at Madelin with a gaze that implied worry so clearly.

"I'm doing fine. You should have been more worried about yourself. Does your body hurt?" ask Madelin smooth.

Jonatan was a little surprised. He had hidden his pain. Did Madelin pick that up until he found out he was hurt?

"Ah is okay. I've just been feeling pretty unwell lately. After all how could a madman like me fall ill in such a miserable state?" Jonatan tried to cover it up. Although he was a little afraid Madelin knew it. Because it looks in Jonatan's eyes, Madelin's eyes look so sharp as if skinning himself.