The Mystery of Lost Memory
Big Secret

Brak!!

Sophie opens the door to Martin's workspace, taking it for granted and without concern for Martin's privacy. Because after seeing the actions of his mother, Martin immediately threw an unhappy curse, but the sense of protest was directed at Seth. He thought his assistant was incompetent, because he could not prevent his mother from entering.

"Stop avoiding me, Martin!" hardik Sophie, because Martin was busy pacing Seth outside his room. For Sophie, Martin is pretending to be busy.

"You can welcome that cheap lady, but why not your own mother?" sophie protests, when Martin doesn't heed her chatter.

And Martin really stopped. "What else do you want Mom?"

Sophie throws in a black and white photograph, which turns out to be a copy of Sierra's USG. Sophie has spies everywhere, including at the maternity clinic where Sierra used to check the womb. Sophie managed to get information about the condition of the Sierra fetus. But because Martin had never faced a pregnancy before, he did not understand the results of the USG at all.

"The boy," Sophie concluded as briefly as possible.

Martin knitted his brows. "Then why?"

Sophie ruffled her waist, continuously breathing in to control her emotions. "Conscious, Martin! He can take your inheritance at any time!"

Martin handed the sheet with a dismissive smile. "A baby is not a threat to me,"

"You sure? Know where?" challenge Sophie. "Conscious, your father has always ignored you. It wasn't hard for him to change the contents of his will,"

Sophie's explanation made Martin stop and think. Is correct. Hearing about his inheritance being threatened with disappearance, Martin begins to worry a little. He never considered Sierra a threat, but any explanation from his mother made Martin aware. He couldn't underestimate Sierra just like that.

"Then what are you going to do?"

"It's obvious, Martin!" sambar Sophie, after her emotions can not be dammed. "You should get your wife pregnant as soon as possible!"

Martin. "Why Karen?"

"Why? You still ask why?" Sophie kept raising her tone. "Is it difficult for couples to have children?"

After that Sophie started pacing around Martin. "Your wife .." He deliberately stopped. "She can get pregnant, right?"

"What do you mean by mother?!" martin said he doesn't like sensitive questions from his mother.

"Did I say it wrong?" sophie protest, shrug. "Think again, Martin. He's been married before. Married years. But why not produce a child?"

"It could be her husband!" bela Martin, refusing to justify Sophie's accusation.

Sophie nodded, choosing to give in. "alright. I'll try to agree. Then let's prove it. Prove to me that your wife can get pregnant" challenge Sophie.

Martin had clenched his hands earlier, trying very hard to temper his emotions. He could never struggle with Sophie, his mother.

"If she doesn't get pregnant, I'll find you a new wife" Sophie threatened, before she left Martin's study.

Martin continued to shout, demanding protest against his mother's unilateral decision. But as usual, Martin never dwells on Sophie. His mother was like a militant, unperturbed and hard to beat, though she only played behind the scenes with her brain.

***

Until the time to go home, Martin continues to be heard about all the words and accusations Sophie has made to Karen. Even though he did not want to worry and hoped to be a hundred percent confident in Karen, in fact, he still felt a sense of doubt.

“What's up?” karen asked confusedly, when she saw Martin's disheveled face.

“What happened something?” guess Karen.

Martin was still silent, before he suddenly grabbed Karen just like that. Karen, who was used to being hygienic even when she was with Ray, never allowed Ray to touch her before Ray cleaned himself up. No different, Karen hurriedly pushed hard Martin's body away from him.

“Why are you, anyway?!” karen protests are bad.

“I want you tonight,” woo Martin, keep trying to reach Karen who is getting away.

Karen continued to avoid. “Clean yourself first,”

“Clean me,” pinta Martin with a seductive look. “I want you to clean me up,”

Karen's cheeks met red, because this was indeed the first time for them. Before long, the two of them rushed to clean themselves up, both of them and in silence. Silence makes you drunk. Karen actually did her job of cleaning up Martin, and vice versa. After that, the two of them switched positions to their big beds, continuing the game until the end and according to Martin's expectations.

“You are different tonight,” Karen said as they lay together.

Martin looked. “What do you mean, Honey?”

“Is there anything weighing you down? Is your mother asking that we have children soon?”

Martin stroked Karen's hair gently, then tucked it behind the earlobe. “I want to have a child from you, dear. I think it's time,”

Karen smile. “Good. Let's try,”

This time it was Karen who took the initiative to first kiss Martin's lips. The two of them resumed their second-half play, hoping to get some happy news in the next few months. Alias, I hope all their games tonight pay off.

***

Two days later.

Sophie walked straight through the corridor of the hospital in white tiles, with the sound of her fancy shoe heels ticking added to the noise. It was a long awaited day for Sophie. Decisive day, by all things considered to be of benefit to him.

Then he walked into a room, which had been warmly welcomed by a man in a white suit who seemed to be a doctor. The man gave her a brown envelope, and rushed Sophie to open it.

Sophie's eyes moved without the rules of reading the contents of the paper contained in the envelope, and when she came to the final conclusion that read 99.8%, she immediately screamed in excitement.

“Good work, Doc!”

The doctor was proud. “What will you do next?”

Sophie folds back and puts the paper in a brown envelope. She cleared her throat, gracefully and orderly like a conglomerate woman.

“I will make this my main weapon, if he dares to mess around,” Sophie said.

The doctor nodded back. Then she took out a bottle of liquid, and she gave it to Sophie carefully.

“I don't want to be involved. You can guarantee me, right?” the doctor asked, just after he handed Sophie a bottle of liquid.

Sophie smiled cunningly. A sly smile that is so graceful, that it is difficult to distinguish whether he is sincere or full of deception.

“I'll kill Paul, so there's nothing the cheap lady can do but leave the Willis family,”