Whys?
Helena, Hobby Bothers Yourself

After getting a message from Martin, the message tells him where Martin's address lives. Helena is now rushing there to help care for Sofia who is sick. Not want to play a good role or whatever it is, because for a mother who has just lost a child it is not easy to see another child in a bad state. Although it would obviously not be able to replace how longing she was towards Velerie, at least as a woman who had become a Mother, she said, he knew very well how to handle a child who was sick in the appeal of Martin who had not had the opportunity to take care of his daughter.

"You're really coming?" Martin asked after opening the door and found that Helena was actually at the door of his apartment.

"Where's your daughter?"

Helena rushed into the apartment, approaching Sofia who was lying on the bed. On his forehead there is a wet cloth to wipe the heat down, the room also does not use cooling, and the, in addition, Sofia is also wearing thin clothes as Helena said through a message before she headed to Martin's apartment.

"Mothers...Mothers...Mum...."

Martin hardened his jaw, actually seeing how Sofia kept calling her mother she was really very sad and devastated. Just to blame the circumstances, is it better if Sofia is indeed living with her mother alone? But she was also helpless because her mother also did not want her own daughter.

Helena silently held back her cries, the way Sofia whimpered calling Mom, Mom, Mom, was really very similar to Velerie. It's just that Velerie will whine more, her arms legs, and head will continue to make movements and it's difficult to calm down when she has a high fever like this.

Unable to hear Sofia whining like that in a state of sleep, Helena without permission first took her position to lie next to Sofia, grabbing Sofia's body for her to hug.

"Sofia, you must have missed your mother huh? But I'm sorry, now your mom's not around, so just let Auntie accompany you here huh?" Not getting an answer from Sofia, but the girl calmed down in Helena's arms, fell asleep, and no longer called Mom anymore.

Martin smiled, It is very difficult for a father to be a mother as well, but a mother can do anything. Can replace the figure of Father, friend, brother can also.

"Helena, I'm sorry for making things difficult for you. But can you just stay here tonight? I'm sorry for asking you too much for help, I'm just afraid my son will wake up and be restless again."

Helena nodded in agreement making Martin truly feel happy and relieved.

Now it was Martin's turn to be confused as to where he should sleep that night. The other room he used for work, as well as books about the law. The living room had only one sofa, only enough for the waist to the head, not for the legs. Never mind, he does have to be patient tonight, so will try to sleep curled up on the living room couch.

Tomorrow morning.

Martin held onto his painful back while preparing breakfast for all of them. Damnit damnit! The night he was completely unable to sleep, the small sofa was excruciating for him who had a height of about one hundred and eighties more.

While Helena inside the room was relieved because the heat of Sofia's body was no longer felt.

On the other side.

"Make sure the woman doesn't suspect anything, everything has to end the way I want. It doesn't matter how much money you have to spend, as long as everything stays safe of course I'll also happily squander the money." The middle-aged man smiled wickedly after finishing talking to someone across his phone. He was staring at the wall of the room made of glass so that he could see how the atmosphere outside the building looked as small as ants due to the height of the floor of the building where he was.

Take it easy, all witnesses and evidence have been removed. Now just keep an eye on Martin's lawyer, because last night our guy saw a woman come into his apartment.

"If only the two of them had their own plans, then the one who would endure everything would be you. Don't forget that if I hold all your aces, your rot will be devastating to you, your entire family, and your next generation. Then don't let me down, and work carefully."

How about we just finish them off, sir?

The man threw out his rough breath. To kill? If the time had not been on their side, the media were highlighting Helena and Martin, how could he have let the two people relax and throw themselves off every day?

"If one of them dies, then the suspicion of the people will become more and more, and if they die in the near future, then all of you will bear a great risk. Killing one, or them together is not the right thing at the moment, it's still the way it was, execute the plan. Remember, the woman should be sure not to throw tantrums after the case is over, then if things have subsided, you can finish her off."

All right, I get it, sir. I will do my best and according to our plan.

The man kept his phone away, paused for a bit to diminish the amount of rights he had been thinking about lately.

"You're still monitoring that trashy woman? She's just a stupid girl, and a stupid lawyer, why think so much of it?" A woman came from behind, hugging the middle-aged man who is now sitting in his work chair after finishing talking to his phone.

The middle-aged man leaned his body on a chair, silent for a while before answering the words of the woman who was none other than his wife.

"We must not be calm just because it has eliminated evidence, and witnesses. That damn woman doesn't know herself, and looks persistent in fighting for her child's rights."

The woman threw out her breath, bitterly grieving how much she hated Helena.

"Just an idiot kid, useless, handicapped like that for what in the hell fight? Though he should be grateful that his son died so that he could spend his youth happily. What will he get out of all this? Nor will his son ever live again."

"She should have a brain like you, but it's a pity that she's the kind of woman who's a hobby to trouble herself."

The woman changed her position, sat across the table from her husband and looked at each other seriously.

"Don't know why, the way you were talking just now was like you were regretting something. You, you have your own wish for that damn woman?"

The man looked coldly at his wife and said,

"A hundred women like Helena I can even get it if I want to."

Seriate.