Secret Wife MAFIA
6. Wife Escape

Three months have passed since Silka escaped Max and the dark mafia world. Today, Silka is in a country far from her former life. He decided to stay away from all threats and start a new life.

In this country, Silka finds refuge and a chance to recuperate. He joined a famous martial arts school, where he could learn and hone his physical skills and defensive techniques.

Every day, Silka attends an intensive martial arts class. He trained his body and mind diligently, absorbing every instruction from experienced instructors.

Silka snapped her punch at the coach's shield violently

"Good, Silka! Continue on! More powerful!" said the instructor.

Silka breathed heavily and nodded. "Yes, Sir! I will try more than ever!"

"You've shown tremendous progress in the last few months. Your spirit is truly extraordinary, Silka," the instructor praised.

"Thank you, sir. This exercise really helped me build strength and confidence" Silka said with a face of sumringah.

"But don't forget, strength isn't just about the physical, Silka. It is also about controlling our emotions and thoughts. These martial techniques will help you in doing so" explained the instructor.

"I understand it, sir. I learned to maintain calm and concentration in the midst of stress and stressful situations. I feel like a new person because of all this practice."

"All right, let's move on. This time, I want you to do it at a higher speed. Get ready!" The instructor began to attack Silka.

Silka lifted her elbow and slid forward quickly, dodging the coach's attack.

"Good! Stay focused, Silka! Don't let them see the gap!"

Silka spun avoiding the coach's attack and launched a series of punches and kicks.

"Great! You're improving your agility and speed. Keep your rhythm and breathing!"

Silka took a deep breath and focused her attention, continuing her attack with precision.

"You've shown tremendous potential, Silka. Keep training and try hard. I'm sure you can achieve anything you want!"

"Thank you, sir. I promise not to disappoint."

"That's a good spirit! Keep fighting, Silka. Be the best of you." Instructu patted Silka's shoulder gently and looked at the girl with high hopes.

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"What else do you expect from a woman trying to run from you, Max?" ask Berto, Max's father who has more power than Max.

"I hope you don't have much to comment on, Dad. Just support whatever I do. Anyway, Silka is my wife" Max said coldly.

Berto looked coldly at his son. "Why should he? In fact, she wasn't there when you got hurt like three months ago and ran away somewhere! You're powerful! You have the throne! Not a few that you can take to be your woman without having to be tied to marriage! Clearly, you must have a descendant who can inherit your power after you can't do anything about it!" said father.

Max looked at his father with a cold gaze but there was anger stored within.

"Silka is my wife, and no one can take her place in my life. I don't care about power or the throne, Dad. I only care about our family. And I won't take another woman in his stead!" max said firmly. The past about the first meeting with Silka was again reflected in his mind.

Max gritted his teeth, trying to control his emotions. "I know, Dad. I knew Silka had made a mistake and decided to leave. But that doesn't mean I should ignore it or look for a replacement. I will find a way to find him and recover everything that has happened, and I will not give up just like that!"

Berto pondered for a moment, refraining from saying more Max. "You are my son and the heir to this power. I just want the best for you and for our family. Don't let your personal feelings cloud your decision-making as a leader."

Max let out a long breath, trying to calm himself down. "Thank you for your concern, Dad. I will consider your words well. But right now, Silka is still my wife, and I will do everything possible to bring her back."

Berto nodded, although still not completely agreeing. "Be careful, Max. The world does not always give second chances. Don't let your emotions get in the way of wise decision-making."

"I'll remember that, Dad. I won't make the same mistake again. I will restore the relationship with Silka, without forgetting my responsibilities as a leader."

Elsewhere, Silka was opening the laptop, fixing the position of her glasses. He looks back on his old college days. He was so thirsty for knowledge that he was in college that he was forced to live three months ago.

"Can I still learn?"

Silka returned to compartmentalize the trading materials he had learned. For some reason, he was able to arrive at an article about the illicit trade. He remembered the person who scared him.

Hands clenched. "Now you're not a weak girl anymore, Silka! You already have the ability! If they dare to catch you, you can fight back!" silka murmured with fiery eyes.

Some time later Max entered his study at a quick pace, his face looking flat which implied the emotions he was holding on to were quite large.

Meanwhile, Tom followed her with cautious steps, worried by the expression on Max's face. "Boss, is something wrong?"

Max gritted his teeth, showing a photo of Silka that had just been found by his colleague in a country not far from where they were.

"Tom, look at this! He fled to another country. He dared to escape that far from me!"

Tom was surprised to put on a worried face. "Boss, what are you doing? Is she not your wife? You love her so much, don't you?"

Max clasped the photo tightly "We mustn't let him escape like this! He should know that he won't be able to run away from me!"

Tom understands Max's anger, but tries to calm him down. "Boss, there may be a reason that made Miss Silka leave. Is it possible because he felt threatened while he was here? Did you treat him well?"

Max scrunched his forehead. His breathing sounded faster than before. "Whatever reason she has, she is my wife, part of this family! He can't leave me quietly like this!"

Tom tried to calm Max down. "Boss, maybe we can try to figure out why he left. Maybe there's a problem we can solve together."

Max took a long breath. "Good, lah. Now you find out the address of his whereabouts. Call our members who are there immediately and order them to pick up Silka. Either well, or forced. I want to, immediately talk to him four-eyes."

"Boss, do we really have to pick her up by force? Maybe there's another way you can get closer than ever?"

Max turned sharply, his gaze filled with fury. "Tom, she's my wife! He is part of our family! If he chooses to escape, then we should bring him back by any means!"

Tom: nodding in understanding, though still looking anxious I'll take care of it soon, Boss.

"Or, I was the only one who went there to be a stranger to him?" max said, staring at the shadow of himself full of a thick beard matching the color of his hair.