Trapped BI*Crazy Widow
Keep fighting for you
Back to the past
Before Ara was born
Before Alessia accepts the marriage
Hans was seen staring at the wrestling ring before him for some time, his eyeballs dived sharply downwards, then he walked through the room making sure which opponent would fight with him.
The rest of the bruises and some of the cuts on his face were clearly visible everywhere, it was the result he got from his game in these few weeks.
"Are you sure you're gonna do it again?"
A man asked anxiously towards Hans.
"We can't delay it anymore, can we?"
"But wrestling is not the right choice, Hans. You could die for a long time from this game"
The man was clearly worried, this extreme game could obviously kill the man at any time without ever expecting it.
"This is the easiest way to earn money, Agnes must immediately go up to the operating table"
"Hans?!"
"Go back to the hospital, give me the DP right now"
"One month of play isn't enough for his surgery costs, if you keep moving your whole bone will be slowly crushed"
The man keeps trying to remember Hans, he thinks love doesn't have to make sacrifices to this extent.
"Go home"
After saying so Hans immediately patted the man's shoulder slowly, he widened his smile then began to step down into the arena of the game when his name began to be called by the host.
She thought of no other way to earn money for Agnes, when Agnes had to pacing the hospital due to some of her bad pregnancy factors, his health condition continues to decline and when Alessia had to fight to treat his illness and now must come to the operating table because of his illness, and where Hans couldn't help much when all his accounts were frozen by his mom.
The only way they've survived this long is with their fighting money.
It was the easiest extreme way for him to earn money.
One night, one game, one win and instantly receive the money.
And now the doctor says if Agnes' health continues to decline, Agnes must come up to the operating table for her birth, so Hans thought he had to keep moving in the game to raise money for the medical and surgical expenses of the woman he loved.
The man continued to walk down the stairs, hearing the cheers of the crowd shouting for his defeat or victory later in the ring fighting the most extreme force on the face of this earth.
The wild smack down is the most loved in all corners of America.
He did not care anymore the rest of the pain and pain throughout his body at this time, even the rest of his bruised face was also some of his bones that had felt crushed by the pounding of friends almost every night.
Still she remembered the conversation she had with Alessia and obstetrician Agnes in the hospital that night in turn.
"I think his health is not so good, normal birth is definitely not possible, let alone the condition of the mother determines the health of the baby, the worse the condition of the mother will continue to affect the condition of the baby in her womb"
The doctor in front of them spoke while slowly breathing.
"His birth was obviously not enough in her month, after going up to the operating table the baby will stay in the special care room for some time"
"There's no other choice we have to make, Doc?"
Instead of answering the doctor just shook his head.
Hans stared at Alessia for some time, they were silent as the doctor began to leave them.
"You're going up to the operating table, too, aren't you?"
Hans spoke while sighing softly.
"I'll think of a way to get the cost, don't think about anything, as long as we're sure everything's okay Hmmm"
Said Hans while grabbing Alessia's palm.
He could see the girl lowered her head, a single tear fell there.
"All is well, believe me"
Hans hugged Alessia's body slowly.
He was thinking hard, where should he get the money for the girl and her Agnes.
As the cheering sound of Surai continued to be heard throughout the room where he was walking, Hans began to slowly climb into the ring, staring at his game opponents for some time.
A man who referees in the game approaches him, whispering for a moment and making sure he is ready for the game.
As soon as he nodded for a second then he could hear the sound of the match marks had begun.
He and the opponent began to clash forces, hit each other and hit one and the other.
The face, arms, abdomen, legs, neck, back and any part will be targeted.
His options were obviously hit or hit, dying or fine it could even be life or death.
Your tired limit or your dead life limit will not be measured by the audience, for them only one, they spend money to see yourself winning in the ring of greatness.
Do you know dear who is the most important thing in my life?.
After my mother, it was clearly you.
And you know, baby? Love is like the most Natural Narcotics on the face of the earth and you are the opium that I cannot lose unless I die.