The Love Struggle of Young Miss
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Sabrina was still trying to clarify her view that the one standing next to her right now was indeed her father who she had always been looking for. When the dirty-faced man in the scabby shirt looked back at him, Sabrina's emotions felt so stirring. He thrashed, trying hard to untie which actually hurt his wrist.

"Bajing*n!" sabrina Umpat. Mike smiled as he looked at Sabrina's face crimson with sharp glancing eyes.

"Take me off, sir! I beg. I want to kill that man!" sabrina exclaimed, but Mike and his men remained unmoved in place.

"I'm sorry, Sa." The man said softly.

"How did you find my father?" sabrina asked, looking at Mike very closely. He did not speak his father's words.

"You don't need to know! I just want to surprise you, and be prepared because after this, you'll catch up with your loved ones" Mike said. The man's face looked calm.

"I-you mean?" asked Sabrina nervously.

"Didn't you love James so much? Get ready after this you will enjoy the warm bars like James."

"You won't be able to put me in jail!" refute Sabrina. He looked at Mike sharply, but Mike gave a faint grin.

"You sure I can't?" Mike returned Sabrina's gaze with a paled look. Sabrina swallowed her saliva roughly. "Take him to the police station! Imprison him as long as possible. Just tell me all the crimes you've got!"

Mike's men nodded in understanding, they untied Sabrina and took her away from the warehouse. Sabrina tried to break away, but she lost power. Finally, the girl could only give up, and as they passed by where the slum man stood, Sabrina's gaze looked so full of hatred.

After Sabrina's departure, Mike turned to look at the middle-aged man who was found Mike's men were living under an overpass. It's not all that hard for Mike. During his time as Johan's men, Mike also eventually recruited many people who were very loyal to him and spread in various regions, even some of them are very skilled in IT.

"Are you satisfied to see your daughter?" ask Mike.

"Please let go of my daughter, sir." The man looked respectfully.

"I would never do that. He must accept the consequences of his words insulting my wife!" mike was firm.

"But please never hurt my daughter. I'm sorry I've made him fall until now to be like this," said the man raucously.

"I'll never hurt your daughter as long as your daughter doesn't hurt my wife. Let your daughter go to jail and regret what she did, and I'll offer you a job."

The slum man looked up and looked at Mike in wonder. Mike kept acting so calm. "What job, sir?"

"But you must promise me one thing, if you will never become a traitor because whoever dares to betray me then I will not hesitate to cut off his tongue!"

The man's body inched to hear Mike's words sounding so stern. However, in the end the man nodded weakly and was willing to accept an offer from Mike and promised not to betray him. Mike smiled with satisfaction, and gave orders for what the man should do.

***

Mike just parked his car in the garage. His body felt so tired because it had to travel quite far and also back and forth. Just getting out of the car, Mike was greeted by his wife who ran fast and immediately hugged him tightly.

"Why haven't you slept?" mike asked, he stared at the wall clock that had pointed to the number ten.

"I can't sleep without you, Mike." Cacha replied so spoiled. Mike who felt anxious, finally could not help but kiss his wife's thin lips.

"Then we should sleep. Remember, tomorrow morning the president's mom has to get back to work." Mike carried Cacha, who had her hands wrapped around her husband's neck.

"It has. I told you it wasn't a serious matter." Cacha no longer answered Mike. She simply buried her face in the chest of her husband's field that felt so comfortable.

When he got to the room, Mike immediately put his wife to bed, then he also fell down beside Cacha. All the bones of the man felt so stiff. Mike's hand is circular, putting Cacha's tiny body into his arms and not forgetting he buried a kiss on the top of her head.

"Sleep. It's night time, staying up late is not good for health." Mike spoke very softly. Cacha just nodded weakly. However, having just closed his eyes, Cacha's stomach rang out breaking the silence between them. Mike's eyes were wide open.

"You haven't eaten yet?" mike asked, breaking his arms and looking at Cacha who was still closing her eyes.

"Don't pretend to sleep." Hearing Mike's rising voice, Cacha opened her eyes and smiled fearfully at her husband. Seeing his wife's smile, Mike took a deep breath.

"I'm waiting for you, Mike. I want to have dinner with you." Cacha spoke with a witty.

"Eat if you are hungry. No need to wait for me. Don't let you get sick." Mike cupped Cacha's face, and looked at the woman filled with love.

"Good, Mike."

"Then we eat. Come on I'm a carry. I want to remember your childhood." Mike sat up, while Cacha stood up with great enthusiasm. He immediately climbed onto Mike's back.

"God, I hope my old bones don't break holding you. Turns out you're not as light as you used to be" Mike continued. With annoyance Cacha hit her husband's back.

"I used to be only fifteen kilos, Mike, and now I'm forty plus so don't get equal, '" Cacha said.

"Yes, yeah. I know it. Now get ready we'll fly."

"Big, Mike!" Cacha shouted as Mike who was still holding her ran down the stairs. Cacha's hands hugged and held tight.

"I'm afraid of falling, Mike!" peekit Cacha's.

"You just calm down. I'll never make you fall except for one ...." Mike stopped his words for a moment. "Fell in love with me!"

Cacha's face reddened when she heard the muttering from her husband. She hugged Mike more tightly and put her head in the recess of her husband's neck.

I love you too, Mike.

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Good afternoon gaes

Aih hasn't been to bosen, has he?

Thor, why not use visuals? Othor is confused

Othor is deliberately not using visuals for fear of damaging the imagination. O ... Sorry yes, you can shadow them as each wishes.

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