
Andreas now manages to track down Lena and Milley. They are still in Indonesia and have not returned to Paris. It's just that their existence is indeed hidden by Michael. Lucky he could find it. Without telling them, he intends to follow them.
"I have to go to Milley and say everything, I hope it won't be too late."
Andreas glanced at his wife who was still sleeping there. He did not want to harass Rebecca and preferred to get out of the house secretly. All this time he was still kind to her for something, so he was ready to make a new plan.
"May no one see me leave tonight."
Andreas immediately picked up an important item and retrieved the car keys. This time he brought his black pajero car drove to the city border. From his assistant he could get accurate information. They even agreed to meet at that point.
"What's the situation?"
"Safe, Boss. They were still in the same house. These two days their car didn't leave the house at all. There's only a doctor's car that got in once."
"Alright, then we'll slide right over there."
"Ready."
For safety, Andreas changes his car and gets into another car when he gets to the base. He and his men went out of town. The journey they took took them about eight hours of road travel.
"Milley, Lena .. wait for me to come, I will make up for all my past mistakes.
🍂The next day.
"Breakfast is ready ..." cried Lena from the kitchen.
This time Lena accidentally cooked food for the Michael Family because Milley's legs are still sprained. Milley was forced to wear crutch to prop up one leg. Seeing Milley in distress, Michael helps Milley down the stairs.
"Honey, be careful" said Lena from a distance.
"Yes, Mom."
Michael noticed the dining room was still quiet, there was no mother there.
"Well, Mama's not here yet, Auntie?"
Lena looked towards Michael.
"Yet, maybe it's still cleaning. I helped Mama and her father so."
"Let me call you, Auntie, will you?" milley.
"No, Mill, let me call him. You just sit here."
Michael stood up and headed back to his mother's room. It was not too far away from the dining room, so he arrived. In the room, Michael's mother still rubbed his bloody nose or nosebleed.
Arriving in front of the room.
"Mam, can I come in? The food is ready."
"Yes, Honey. Mom's out in a minute."
"Okay, Mom, I'm waiting at the door, yeah."
"Yes, honey."
Madame Marrie immediately she rubbed her nose that was still nosebleed. Then throw some tissue into the black plastic in the trash.
Not forgetting to coat her lips with nude color lipstick, both cheeks are daubed with blush on pink so as not to be too pale.
"Hopefully, Michael was unsuspecting, the boy was too suspicious, anyway. It's like his dad."
Madame Marrie chuckled for a while. At least there was still a smile on his face this time. Make his face still shining at the age that is not young anymore.
A moment later he came out, and Michael kissed his mother's hand and took her to the table.
"Let's have breakfast, Mum."
Madam Marrie nodded.
"Well, how pale, huh?" mumbled Michael, but he did not dare to comment.
"Well, Mrs Marrie is here, please sit down."
Lena greeted her future besi politely. Milley was happy to see her mother get along with Michael's mother. Moreover, one thing that makes him comfortable when he is at home is being polite and respecting each other.
"If Mom and Dad were still together, there might still be a chance for us to be happy."
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