Mother of Anankku
Run to Survive

18 + Dark Wife #5

Run to Survive

Madam Antony looks furious, she immediately searches for the whereabouts of Moza. For three days the gold mine was invisible. In the hospital or in his apartment, Moza did not see the trunk of his nose. Madam Antony had to deploy some of her special people looking for Moza throughout the city.

Three days ago at Rosalie's hospital.

In a hallway, a woman fainted helplessly on a cold tile. A man in a white suit with a stethoscope around his neck, squatted down and walked over to Moza.

“Wake up, Miss!” exclaimed the man who works as a doctor. Moza did not say, the woman did not budge even though the doctor shook her body. Arkana Maspatih's doctor also directly mempopog Moza's body. He took the foreign woman into a room.

Arka checked on her own, without calling a nurse or another doctor. Opening one by one Moza's eyes, then attach the tools that originally hung on his neck. Putting on Moza's chest, the other end he put on his ear.

“Her heart rate is very weak,” muttered Arka. He immediately called the nurse who happened to pass by.

A moment later, Moza, who was lying on a hospital bed, immediately removed the infusion tube as soon as he regained consciousness. Still in hospital clothes, Moza walked anxiously. Like fear is following him.

“Nona!” yelled Arka who saw Moza walking half-run. Worried about the unstable condition of the woman, Arka runs after Moza. “Wait!” he asked Moza to stop.

As if not caring about anything, Moza continued to accelerate her footsteps even though her stomach felt unusually cramped. Moza finally arrived at the parking lot. He looked around, wanting to escape from the hospital immediately. The highway is in sight. With a step that had been limped and weakened, Moza felt a dizziness that hit again. If no Arka had directly grabbed her body, the woman would have already fallen and been injured.

“Nona!” squealing Anxious Arka saw Moza's pale face.

“Save my son,” said Moza Iirih then closed his eyes.

“Nona ... Miss!” Many times Arka tried to call, but the woman did not open her eyes.

For a moment Arka seemed to think, it seemed like the woman was running from someone. Sometimes someone threatens his life. Arka also brought Moza into his car.

The well-built man, with a climatic look, was now sitting behind the wheel. While Moza, he put the woman he did not know her name in the back seat. Slowly and carefully, Arka drove up to her apartment.

When he entered the elevator, one or two people looked at him strangely. Who was the young doctor carrying? Perhaps it was a question in the minds of those who looked at Arka.

A few hours later.

Moza began to wake up, slowly he opened his eyes. He looked at the ceiling of the room that felt foreign. “Where is this? This is not a hospital,” Inner Moza.

“Available?”

The voice made Moza stare at the source of the voice. “Who are you?” Moza shuffled, he was very anxious. Unconsciously his hand held the stomach. As if protecting the fetus that is now in his stomach.

You know, the woman feels threatened. Arka then spoke again. “Calm down, I won't hurt you .. and neither will that fetus!” Arka's eyes looked at Moza's hand holding her stomach.

“You know I'm pregnant? Who are you?” look at Moza full of questions.

“Relax Miss, I'm just a doctor who happened to find Miss lying unconscious in the hospital hallway.”

Moza was still suspicious, lest this man lie. But his eyes were staring at the wall of the room. There are several portraits of Arka with his friends who wear the clothes of the medical staff. That's why Moza believes a little, and can breathe a sigh of relief.

“Thank you for helping me,” said Moza who has turned friendly. After saying her gratitude, Moza got out of bed.

“Thank you and sorry for the trouble, but I have to run away from this city.”

“Is the place you are headed to?”

Moza stopped his legs, he had nowhere to go.

“Is there anyone who wants to harm you?” ask Arka again.

Moza then held his stomach, where should he run to? Getting away from Madam Antony is hard. “There's nowhere to go, but I have to run. Before anything bad happened to my baby-to-be,” Moza's tone of voice sounded desperate. She felt, Madam Antony would definitely find herself soon.

“Place here ... only temporarily. Don't think that's not it. Assume I'm doing social action.”

Moza stared strangely at the person who claimed to be the doctor. “No, thank you.” The woman again walked out, unwilling to consider the offer from Arka.

“It looks like there is a problem with the fetus you are carrying!” said Arka who wants to prevent the departure of Moza. Just keep the woman turning around.

“What's with my son?”

“Sorry Miss, does Miss often feel cramping and pain to faint?”

Moza immediately limp, he felt something bad might befall the fetus in his stomach. “Please my son!” Moza slumped, her voice groaning as if asking to be saved.

The Flasback End

The Sanrio Company, the founder of the Sanrio Group, is the richest top ten version of this year's business magazine. And Sinaga is the sole heir of the father's business empire. Inside the high-rise building, a serious Dragon appeared at a meeting.

All this time the one who handles the company is himself, while the papa? The old man often meets out of town or country. He said it was a business meeting, but the dragon knew. It's just the Papa's wits. Because his papa hobby is just having fun with a lot of young leaves.

Like at this time, when the stock price is experiencing a decline. Where his father cared, he was busy. Busy playing around with an affair like a concubine, the number is a lot.

The Maldives.

The man who is not young is now enjoying his leisure time. Beware of his wife to China to meet important clients. The plane landed on the island of Maldives. The Sanrio Group frontman was lying in bed with a young woman, Citra. The secretary that Naga suspected had an affair with her papa.

Indoneszian.

“Ehem ... ahem!”

The dragon immediately turned its head, upon hearing someone's deheman. His secretary came closer.

“There are guests, Sir. Said important.”

Dragon frowned, “Important ... who is that important guest?” his inner. “Request login!” he yelled at Jeny, his secretary.

When the door opened, a woman directly kicked through the young executive's desk.

“Where do you hide my son!” Madam Antony barked furiously at the man in front of her. Seriate.

Moza's turn to flee, the woman says Moza is her son. Moza is not Madam Antony's son, she used to just lean on the little girl on the side of the road like trash, sharpening her to sparkle like diamonds.