Turns out my wife is a Millionaire
58. Caught.

Mr. Gustaf awaits the return of his wife and baby who has been gone since last time has not returned as well. His heart began to fidget because it did not get news from Sabrina despite being contacted many times." Where are you, baby?" Mr. Gustaf contacted his men again to find his wife and son but was not found anywhere.

"What happened to Sabrina?" Is he trying to meet his twin brother?" Mr. Gustaf immediately sent his men to find his wife, Sabrina.

"Please find my wife and see me and bring my baby home!" He shouted in front of his men who only nodded in fear.

"I. yes boss!" We won't go home or call the boss if there's no result." Say them nervously.

"Good!" Don't let me lose both!!" They are my soul mates. They are my life. If anything happens to them, then you're the one I'm going to kill.

If any of you can find my wife in an hour, I'll give each of you an acre of land. But if you fail, your lives will be lost." Said Mr. Gustaf then left his men who were in his headquarters.

Although he had deployed his men, did not make Mr. Gustaf's step stopped.He also sought the whereabouts of his wife and threatened two sisters who went with his wife, he would kill.

Mafia soul Mr. Gustaf reappears. His blood ripples when he learns Sabrina is nowhere to be found.

"Darling!" Don't do that to me. You can be angry or whatever, as long as you come back to me.. Am I pressuring you too much not to see that woman ja**Ng again until you're so desperate to just walk away from me?"

Mr. Gustaf drives his car at high speed. Sidelining along the streets of the capital with the sharpness of his current instincts.

"I have to find myself Sabrina. Come up in front of me, baby!" It seems like you are lost right now. " Said Mr. Gustaf all the way with tears and looks very desperate.

From far away on the beach, there are two women who wear abaya clothes. One was carrying a baby and the other was not and far from back there were two more women wearing clothes similar to his wife's when they last met and the hijab was same.

Mr. Gustaf stepped on the brakes of his car until a deafening squeak rang between the asphalt and the tires of his car.

Mr. Gustaf immediately got out of his car and jumped quickly towards the beach where many people were sitting and passing by while waiting for the sun to set.

A loud, shrill voice with both hands formed a semicircle in order for his voice to be heard by the woman he suspected to be his wife.

Hearing her name called, Sabrina immediately waved her hand by removing the veil she was wearing, meanwhile, Sandrina who saw the figure of Mr. Gustaf, pretended to stop as if she was part of a beach visitor.

"Sabrina!" I have to stop here or Mr. Gustaf will catch me. Go Sabrina, bring your baby. I'm sorry, and I beg you please call me because I still miss you." Said Sandrina who immediately spoke to a man who was looking at the high sea as if saying she was the wife of the man.

Mr. Gustaf ran over to his wife who was close to him.

"Sabrinaaaaa!" His face seemed sparkling even though his anger was about to explode.

"Darling!" Sabrina hugged her husband.

"Why did you get to the beach and why wear clothes like this. And who's that woman?" Ask Mr. Gustaf who had hugged his wife very tightly.

Degggm...

"Oh, she is a middle easterner and married to a man who is from this country." He greeted me and he was so shocked to find out I could speak Arabic with him." Sabrina lied.

"But he's very suspicious, dear. I don't seem to believe in his sincerity. Lest he's just a con man, I'll ask him who he really is." Said Mr. Gustaf who was very suspicious of the veiled woman.

"Do you not believe me, dear?" Do I look stupid and gullible with new people I just met?" And regarding this shar'i outfit, I wear it because I don't want to be recognized by others especially the reporters who already know who I am." Sabrina gave a reason that was quite reasonable to her husband.

"All right, baby!" We're going home now. I beg you not to drive me crazy by looking for you every corner of town." Said Mr. Gustaf while holding his son with one hand and another hugged his wife's waist as if afraid of someone hurting his wife.