THE NEGLECTED PEARL FOR ADAM
CHAPTERS 103. INTERLOCK

Clara, who had called Pradipta's lawyer, was unsure if the current Sultan had no rights to the holding company, especially when Pradipta said if the Sultan was only given the right to manage one subsidiary company.

Angrily Clara accused Pradipta of lying and conspiring with Pearl, fooling Hendrawan into turning the parent company over to Mutiara.

Clara closed her call, she rushed away, wanted to find out and asked for an explanation from the Sultan, what news she heard from Pradipta was true or just a joke, because it wanted to make it hot.

First Clara wanted to find Hardi in order to take him to look for Sultan because he was lazy to take and drop a taxi which for him was very boring and tiring.

However, because Hardi's phone still could not be reached, Clara finally ordered a taxi online and her plan was to find Hardi to the Sultan's apartment.

During Clara's move to Mutiara's house, car and apartment key, she entrusted Hardi, even without his permission to the Sultan.

The taxi had entered the apartment area, and Clara asked the Driver to wait for her for a while until she ascertained whether Hardi was inside or not.

Clara rang the bell repeatedly but still no one opened the door.

As she was about to leave, Clara saw the door open and what surprised her was the Sultan standing there.

Clara immediately coded the driver to leave, and Clara approached the Sultan who looked disheveled. Sultan's shirt is still the same as the one he wore last night.

"Oh Brother! I kept calling Brother since last night, why don't you activate the phone. I'm worried!"

"Try seeing! why do you get tangled once, where clothes are not replaced, free to have 2 wives, but looks like this! Kucel, crumpled, shabby, whatever else is the proper nickname for Kak Sultan today!" said Clara while pulling clothes and holding the Sultan's hair.

"Akh you are carrying!" sultan.

"What Brother said! Now, Sultan has always been rude to me, when he was the most gentle brother I have ever known."

"Heemm, this again! Kak Sultan's mouth stinks of drink!" clara said as she approached and smelled alcohol.

"Sultan went where last night was! Is Brother drunk at the club and where is Kak Sultan's car?"

"Okay, don't ask too many questions! My head's dizzy! Now you better make me breakfast, my stomach is hungry!" sultan's orders.

"Oh brother, why me! I can't cook, so let's go home, Auntie must have cooked at home. I was also hungry, because I had no taste for breakfast rush to the office looking for Kak Sultan."

Speaking of the office, Clara remembered Muti and Pradipta's words. Clara became enraged again, "Oh yes Kak, now please explain to me, why Kak Sultan is not the President anymore in Papa's company!" exciting Clara.

"Already Clara I am hungry, even you ask the unimportant you ask!" answered Sultan.

"What! It doesn't matter said Brother! But it matters to me and our son!"

"Yes I know, but don't talk about it now, you know me dong! I am currently dizzy and hungry, if you do not want to cook food for me, yes, go home! Let me stay here, I need to calm down!" sultan.

"But, I need an explanation now, I can't wait, I have to fight for our son's rights, before Muti has a heart to spare, what's not his right!" said Clara.

The Sultan ignored Clara's words, he walked into the kitchen holding his head still dizzy.

The fridge was empty, and not even a drop of drinking water. Only the leftovers and liquor were scattered at the front desk because of the actions of Hardi and his friends last night.

"How the hell are you, where's the money I gave you? Why can this apartment be empty, there is no food and drinks even just a little and what living room is it? Why are so many drinks and food scattering! Who are you giving permission to enter here Clara!" Bentak Sultan's.

"Where do I know! You're the one here why ask me anyway! Don't you even bring your friends drunk here!" refute Clara.

"That's a woman's jacket, it must have your affair, right?" ask Clara while pulling the Sultan's shirt.

"Let go! You don't bullshit! When am I cheating, while my time is up for you, Muti and company!" the Sultan rebutted Clara's hand, which was still clutching her collar.

Hearing the words of the Sultan, Clara just remembered Hardi, maybe it was Hardi's actions and who spent all the food there must also be Hardi.

Clara sighed, she was actually impatient to meet Hardi, but she was also still curious and needed an explanation from the Sultan.

Clara finally relented, if they continued to fight like this, Clara would definitely not get anything she wanted to know from the Sultan.

Finally Clara ordered food via courier and she asked Sultan to take a bath while waiting for the food delivery to arrive.

Clara opened the closet and she saw that none of the Sultan's clothes were there, but the Sultan deliberately left some clothes in his apartment, for the purpose if he came to the place.

Irritated, Clara threw down the closet door, then she opened the washing machine turned out that the clothes she was looking for were in the machine in all dirty.

Clara was confused what to say to the Sultan, she couldn't possibly say if it was Hardi's doing.

The Sultan had come out of the bathroom, but he did not see the change of clothes that Clara had prepared. Even the Sultan saw Clara lying on the bed holding her stomach.

"Clarah! What the fuck, where's my dress? Why did you fall asleep and what happened to your stomach?" ask Sultan.

"My stomach hurts, brother, how is this? I'm afraid that something will happen to our son" said Clara, who pretended that the Sultan was not angry.

"But I need my clothes Clara, we're going to the hospital. Let me grab some clothes, you hold it!" sultan.

The Sultan opened his closet but he was very surprised to see that there was not a single shirt there. There was no underwear either.

"Clarah! You're wearing all my clothes? Why isn't there one here?" ask Sultan.

"I forgot Brother, maybe brought back to our home," said Clara reasoned.

"So how is this, I may have worn my dirty clothes last night, while we were going to the hospital;" said Sultan.

"Look, Brother, you used the dirty one earlier and after eating, we go home. No need to go to the hospital, we just call the doctor home. I think I can still hold it at home" Clara suggested.

"As you are! But, if anything happens to that baby, don't blame me!" sultan again.

Clara smiled, this time she survived the Sultan's rampage. And not long to wait, the food deliveryman arrived. They ate all the food before they decided to go home.