
The three people sitting before Sarah looked at each other, hearing her question.
"Did I work here get a salary too?" reset Sarah.
"You don't know if it works or you don't ask for a salary. You duitan eyes!" cetus William's.
"Willi!" Papa raised his eyes to give a warning, "Sarah, the family here does not get a salary in writing, but get dividends such as profit sharing every month. You and William are married, there will be a difference in the calculation of his share from the time he was still unmarried. So for your needs, you can ask your husband." He pointed towards William.
"How much?" chase Sarah. He must clearly calculate all the income he can deposit for the plotters. The more, the faster the Papa can be picked up.
"You can talk about both. Papa same Mama out first, you take your wife and your son home, Wil."
Whenever his parents referred to the baby and the woman as his son and wife, William was always lazy. I don't know why Papa and Mama seem to want to assert their status.
"You're driving home by yourself by taxi online, I still have work to do" William said as he passed Belle into Sarah's arms, "What?" William's eyes glared as Sarah raised her hand.
"Money to go home."
William snorted in annoyance, but he kept the sheet money out of his wallet.
"Mm, can I get half of my salary this month?"
"You crazy? Just work hasn't asked for a salary?"
"I'm going to buy clothes for work tomorrow. You want me to take a negligee to the office?"
"How much?" ask William ketus.
"Mm, fifty million."
"You want to blackmail me?" William's eyes were wide in disbelief Sarah dared to call such a large number.
"You know how much a work suit costs? Haven't shoes. I haven't got any of that." Sarah insists. He knew William had more than he asked for.
As a woman who used to wear branded clothes, Sarah knew that what William wore from head to toe, was a famous product that cost fantastic.
"I don't have any cash." William re-stripped his black card.
Sarah shook her head to reject the card, "ATM was yesterday, because I wanted to go to the haircut salon. My subscription salon doesn't accept credit cards."
"Remember, only 30 million" William said, swinging his credit card in front of Sarah's face.
"Basic stingy. I'm sure I'm telling you that rice paddies cost you more money than I do."
Sarah won't linger in William's office. Besides being tired of fighting every time they met, the plotters continued to terrorize him with incoming messages and calls.
"Hello." Sarah had just dared to answer the plot call after being in an online taxi.
"Don't dodge it, sweetie. Where's my money?" This time it was the leader of the group that spoke across there. All this time he did not know who and how the brains behind the kidnapping of his father.
That night his life turned 180 degrees. There was nothing left of what he ever had. He came out of the house with only clothes on his body. The phone he used was also, the plotters who gave it so that he could be easily contacted.
Even when the next day he came to his Papa's office, the building was already surrounded by high zinc and there was a sign that read confiscated. But just now to William's office, there was a glimmer of hope even though it was still vague. At least he was sure that Papa William and his Papa knew each other. In his memory when he was still sitting in the Kindergarten, almost every day after picking him up home from school his father took him to the office until after lunch.
"I can't answer your call if there's a lot of people, please understand. I'll meet you later in the usual place, before that can I see my Papa?"
The phone call paused for a while and then switched to a video call. Sarah quickly shifted the green symbol on her phone.
His eyes glazed over to see his father half-lying on the bed. The conditions were much better than at the beginning they were apart. The bruises on Papa's face had started to disappear, but his body was getting smaller and frail.
"Mr ...." Sarah called out. Papa did not hear his voice, his head still turned towards the glass wall of the building. Sarah can see the empty spot in Papa's eyes.
"You don't worry, Beautiful. I treat your father very well here. You work well and make a lot of money for me, then please bring your Papa."
The man talking across there, seemed to take a spoon from the plate on the table and would feed it to Papa.
"Look, we even gave him a nutritious meal. You should thank me, beautiful. I could've wiped you out with a flick of my finger. So, please do the sweet." The man's voice was heavy, but Sarah was sure it wasn't his real voice.
"Come, eat Old Man. Your child wants to see you eat to be healthy. Then, Old Man!" The man was getting impatient. The spoon, filled with rice, was forced into Papa's closed mouth.
"Stop." Sarah's tears flowed seeing her Papa treated that way.
"You understand that? Don't you dare mess around, if you don't want your father to suffer to death here." The man threatened, then disconnected his phone.
The online taxi driver who took her, only dared to peek at her from the rearview mirror.
When she got home, Sarah left Belle to William's domestic worker. After that he took the money he had collected and stored it in a hidden place. Then he immediately went out and swiped William's card and took some money from there.
Sarah waited at the location point where the mafia accomplice met to deposit the installment this month.
"Only on time." The man with the tattoo stood in line, "You brought the money?"
Sarah thrust a brown envelope at the man. After counting the amount of money in it, the man smiled.
"I don't think a spoiled girl like you is smart to make money. How does it feel to suddenly become a wife and mother in such a short time?" The man chuckled loudly as he stuffed the brown envelope into his shirt.
"Don't you guys plan all this? The man and the baby?" Sarah looked at the tattooed man furiously.
"Our boss called it one tap two dead flies instantly. Just do your job well." The man patted her on the back and was then brushed aside roughly by Sarah.
After the tattooed man died, Sarah sat down. He tried to organize all the events that happened around him. A change in a short time that has overturned his world.
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