His soul-Chapter 45: The Next Terror

It’s been a week since Gina first came to the Sanders’ house, and since then, Yohanes has been getting a headache from problem after problem that has come to his family business, which he’s been so proud of. Starting from the attacks of thugs who disturb the comfort of guests, to the difficulty of finding suppliers of fresh fruit and vegetables now experienced by the ten proud hotels owned by the Sanders family spread across Barcelona, ​​Seville and Madrid.

Yohannes was confused, he did not understand why the problem that had not appeared for a long time came back again. It seemed very unlikely that these problems would re-emerge while their business was being protected by Massimo Del Cano, considering that Massimo had made Yohanes’s consciousness appear.

"Barbara...Barbara..where are you?"

"Barbara!!!"

Yohanes immediately shouted like a devil calling his wife’s name, Barbara who is currently enjoying her leisure time by arranging flowers in their backyard garden alone just smiled faintly at hearing her husband say her name again after almost a week they slept separately.

Vanessa, who was helping the waiter prepare lunch, immediately threw the apron attached to her body carelessly and went straight to her father-in-law, acting like a dutiful daughter-in-law.

"What’s wrong, Dad? Do you need something?" Vanessa asked breathlessly because she had just run from the kitchen.

Yohanes narrowed his eyes. "I’m looking for my wife." Yohanes is still angry at Vanessa who agrees if Gina stays with them.

"Mommy is in the back garden like..."

Vanessa didn’t finish her sentence because her father-in-law immediately walked away from her to the back garden, seeing her father-in-law just leave Vanessa’s hands clenched tightly. Her teeth even chartered with anger. Vanessa’s daydream just disappeared when a waiter approached her, asking about the fruit that would be served on the table,

Meanwhile Yohanes Sanders who had arrived in the back garden seemed to be taking a deep breath when he saw his wife in front of him, with long steps the old man immediately approached where his wife sat.

"If you’re looking for me because you need my help you better leave, I don’t want to help you." As if knowing what was on her husband’s mind, Barbara immediately said curtly, asking her husband to leave.

Yohanes’s steps immediately stopped, even though two meters away he arrived at his wife’s place. "Come on, we’re not young anymore. How long have you been like this? We’ve been married for over 50 years, Barbara."

Barbara Sanders immediately put the scissors that she had been holding on to the table when she heard her husband bring up the age of their marriage, immediately the elegant woman turned her gaze to Yohanes who was standing in front of her.

"If you remember the age of our marriage, you should be aware and memorize how I am, Yohanes. Since 20 years ago when Julian was in a relationship with Sandra I have given up and obeyed you a lot, even when I found out my son married another woman when his wife was pregnant I kept quiet But now that almost 19 years have passed I realize that I was too stupid to obey you, I will not remain silent anymore. You can only talk to me when you agree to take my granddaughter home. That’s the only condition, I want my Gina. My Georgina Sanders."

Yohanes multiplied. "There’s a big problem going on at our hotels right now and you’re still talking about that kid? Oh come on Barbara, don’t be like this."

"That’s your problem, if the hotels go bankrupt I still have enough money to live alone with Gina. So I won’t ..."

"Barbara!!!" Yohanes shouted loudly. "You’ve gone too far, is the child more important than the business we have started since young?"

Barbara Sanders smiled even though she had just been yelled at by her husband, the woman slowly got down from where she was standing and approached her husband with grace.

"Her name is Gina, Georgina. Not that child, whether you like it or not, Gina is your flesh and blood. My decision remains the same as yesterday, take Gina home and I will help you. usually just party, party, and party. A waste of your hard-earned money," Barbara said softly with a smile as she walked past Yohanes towards the house.

Yohanes didn’t respond to his wife’s words, Diego’s stepson, his son who became the first child of the Sanders family, could only waste money and so far Yohanes didn’t care about that. But now the problem is different, now his business is under threat and Yohanes doesn’t want the business empire he has worked so hard to destroy. With quick steps Yohanes followed his wife, it seemed he would consider his wife’s request to bring a child from the woman he hated so much.

Unbeknownst to Yohanes and Barbara, from behind one of the pillars Vanessa overheard their conversation, Vanessa’s face turned red when she heard her two in-laws speak ill of their son Diego.

"Please just take the child home, that’s my wish. But don’t you ever slander my Diego, he’s my precious son. I’ll do anything to make my son the sole heir of this family, I swear." Vanessa’s mind is full of determination, her hatred for her mother-in-law is now almost at its limit. It seems that Vanessa is impatiently waiting for the moment when she will become the big mistress of the Sanders family.

***

Julian was sitting looking at the beautiful photo of Sandra showing off a pair of baby shoes, the last photo he took before finally leaving Sandra. Coward. That one word may not be suitable to describe Julian 19 years ago, he was too obedient to his dictatorial father. Just because Sandra is an orphan, his marriage to this beautiful woman is not considered and instead he marries a young widow who has a one year old child.

Remembering his stupid past, Julian’s emotions were always burning, he wanted to follow Sandra to the afterlife to apologize to his wife. However, because Julian remembers the fate of their daughter, which has not yet received the right, Julian’s intention to follow Sandra had to be postponed.

"Excuse me sir, you have a guest." That’s what Julian’s private secretary named Sunny, a middle-aged woman Julian’s age, politely brought Julian out of his thoughts.

"Guests? I don’t think I have an appointment with anyone today," said Julian flatly.

"Oh really? What if the one who came to visit was the person who had been protecting your business, Sanders?"

Julian’s body stiffened when he heard a voice he hadn’t heard in a long time, the high baritone voice he knew so well came back again and now even the owner of that voice was standing in front of Julian. He was Martin Carlo, cousin of Massimo Del Cano, the leader of the Del Cano clan for many years.

"Hi Julian, Do you miss me?"

Continued