THE NEGLECTED PEARL FOR ADAM
CHAPTERS 113. PERFUMED

During lunch hour, Sultan recalled, if today he did not leave money for Clara.

He doesn't know if Clara still has money in stock or not. But the sense of responsibility made his mind uneasy. There was no way the Sultan would make a baby in Clara's womb starve.

Despite being angry with Clara, Sultan finally decided to return to the apartment to take Clara to lunch. After that, he will return to the office.

Sultan recalled, Clara once asked to take him to eat at a Japanese restaurant and today the Sultan plans to meet the request.

With the Sultan's spirit back, he wanted to organize his life again, he did not want to continue to regret everything that had happened.

The intention of the current Sultan is to improve things, make up with Clara and create a harmonious family in the future, although he still doubts about the status of the child in the womb Clara.

But, slowly he would definitely be able to accept the child sincerely without bringing back the past.

Maybe it is time the Sultan must mengikhlaskan pearls, because the lawyer has told the trial divorce the day after tomorrow will be started.

The Sultan will not complicate the process, so he will not attend to fulfill the call. And if the religious court needs his signature, he signed it.

"Bismillah, today I will begin to open a new leaf," the Sultan monologue.

After saying that, he stepped out of the office and drove his car towards his apartment.

Now Sultan's face looks smiling, his heart feels more relieved than he every day continues to think of regret.

Arriving at the apartment, Sultan accidentally did not hit the bell, he wanted to give a surprise to Clara.

Fortunately, he currently carries a duplicate key, so that the Sultan can enter without disturbing Clara.

When the door opened, Sultan saw the men's shoes and jackets were there. He had researched it and it was not his thing.

The Sultan's heart rumbled, he was calmer now even lured his emotions back.

With his hands clenched Sultan continued to walk to see the kitchen and on the dining table there were 2 glasses and also 2 dirty dishes, a sign that there were guests.

But what makes the Sultan's anger felt in the crown, why the guest is not seen anywhere, only the part of the room that he has not checked.

The Sultan hurriedly climbed up the steps, he impatiently wanted to prove whether his prejudices were true or not.

Then when he reached the door of the room, the Sultan heard the sound of people talking.

The Sultan's heart ached, his anger peaked, was it really Clara who was inside with a man or someone else who entered without permission.

Sultan held the door handle and he was very surprised when the door was opened and he saw Clara without wearing top clothes was on his waist baluri by Hardi, the man who had been Clara's personal driver.

Clara's lower body is still covered in blankets but it is very unethical for a wife to touch another man without wearing clothes and in the room alone, moreover, the man only wears boxer pants and also bare chest.

Spontaneous Sultan shouted, "Basic whore! What are you doing!"

Hardi and Clara flinched as the door opened and heard the Sultan's cry.

Hardi immediately replied, "This is not what Master thinks! I'm just helping Ms. Clara. Madam is having a sore waist, sir!"

"Ah..you are insolent! pervert in my apartment! Since when do you guys get in touch, Clara replied!" shouted Sultan again.

The Sultan slammed the door, then he rushed towards Hardi and a crushing blow hit his stomach.

Hardi groaned in pain and Clara who saw it stood between the two to appease the Sultan, "Sabar Kak, we didn't do as you imagined!"

The sultan pulled Clara's arm and threw Clara on the bed, saying, "Basic ******! bitchy woman! You still dare to defend him in front of me! You whore, what I'm lacking, you're still cheating on me!"

"Arkhis...The sultan! Why are you so stupid, not listening to parents talk. I was stupid to throw Muti away for a trashy woman like her!" sultan shouted loudly while pointing at Clara, then scooped his own face violently.

Clara pulled out her powerful weapon, she got up and struggled while crying and holding her stomach as if what the Sultan had done just hurt the baby in her womb.

"Let go! I'm not touched by a prostitute like you!" sultan said as he threw Clara's hand until it almost fell again.

"Oh Brother! Big brother, brother Sultan has hurt our baby!"

"Don't call her my baby! He's a wedge boy**an it. I will never admit that he is my son! It's fitting that Muti reminds me to do a DNA test, which is exactly what he means."

"Clara, I'm sorry to know you. You have ruined my life and destroyed my household" said the Sultan, who was sitting on the floor weeping in regret.

Hardi wanted to use the opportunity to escape, but the Sultan managed to pull him to the floor.

Once again the punch landed on Hardi's face, blood flowed from the corner of her broken lips.

The Sultan got up and he pulled back Hardi and a punch landed back in his stomach.

"That's for my heartache!"

And again the Sultan pulled Hardi as hard as he could and slapped a punch in the face.

Hardi shouted, but his shout was useless. The doomed Sultan struck him again, saying, "This is for Pearls! Because of you and Clara, I could hurt her."

The sultan threw his fist back into Hardi's chest until it sounded like a falling object, and then he said again, "That's for my parents!

Hardi's limp, her body's upturned and she's passed out. Looking at that, Clara shouted, "Yes, I was cheating, he's the father of the child I bear!"

The sultan heard this, and he strangled Clara's neck until she had trouble breathing.

But, Sultan remembered there was an innocent baby in Clara's stomach. Finally the Sultan released a giggle on Clara's neck.

Clara had difficulty breathing and she coughed while holding her sore neck.

"Hurry you guys up! Before I get any more violent and kill you both here!" expel Sultan.

Clara pulled Hardi's arm which was beginning to come to a realization from her stupor. Then, he painstakingly asked Hardi to get up and they left the apartment in a Aunt Salsa car.

The sultan was crying, now all that was left was guilt and remorse.