After the incident in the apartment, Arabel felt calmer. They could live in a safer place now that the police had given them temporary protection. Regardless, she continued to experience tension and anxiety...
That night, neither of them could sleep peacefully. Her children woke up several times and cried, probably because of the events that had just happened naturally. Arabel continued to hold her, providing the warmth and security she needed.
Arabel woke up with a heavy heart the next morning. She was still confused about her next course of action. She didn't know if they were really safe from the lurking threat, and they couldn't stay in the police shelter forever.
However, his cell phone rang before he could think of any other options. He picked it up quickly and hoped to help them.
An unfamiliar voice said, "Arabel, we know where you are." You can't hide forever.
Arabel's heart raced, she held her breath. How could they have happened in such a short time? She tried to check the number that called her, but it was just a number she didn't know.
Although she felt trembling inside, she said firmly, "Leave me and my son alone!"
The voice said in an angry tone, "Damn it, Arabel! You won't be able to escape us," before finally ending the communication.
Arabel trembled as she let go of her cell phone. She was getting trapped. They couldn't stay here anymore, but they couldn't just leave without having a plan either.
Behind the screen, the mysterious man sat in a distant place. He watched Arabel's every move carefully and kept an eye on the situation from a distance.
"You still can't escape me, Arabel," he murmured in a quiet yet determined voice. She would not stop until she got what she wanted.
The man stood up decisively from his desk. He wore a tight black suit and picked up his cell phone from the table. He contentedly smiled after checking the last message he received.
Meanwhile, Arabel felt a fire burning inside her. Although she was afraid, she realized that she had to fight. She realized the power that had been latent within her.
"He'll never find us," Arabel muttered to herself. She felt a strange energy begin to flow through her body, giving her the courage she needed.
Arabel fell into a deep sleep. She would not allow her son to be abused or have his life threatened. She had to find a way to protect them both, and she would do everything she could to do so.
Arabel gained the courage and strength necessary to face the impending threat.
***
The next day, Arabel ventured to Frans' house. She boldly walked towards the tense living room. Her sharp rise hovered over the entire Frans family. Maxime kept holding their son's hand tightly in the center of the room, staring at Arabel with a mixture of shock and fear that was difficult to hide.
Maura hissed with hatred, "That's enough, Arabel. You have no right to come in here."
Arabel smiled faintly. "Rights? What rights are you talking about, Maura? The right to protect my child, or the right to cover up the rot you've committed?"
"Calm down, Arabel. We don't want any chaos here. You must leave now," Frans tried to mediate.
Even so, Arabel remained calm, saying, "This child is my right, it belongs to no one for sale!"
"You don't know anything, Arabel. You're just a dirty woman who doesn't deserve to come near our family," Siska said angrily. This child was now part of Frans' family.
Arabel did not leave. "You all know that I will never stop for my son. You may have the power and the money, but I have the love and the resolve to protect my son from anyone who wants to harm him," she said with a deep sigh.
"You will never be able to remove me from Maxime and this child's life," Maura said as she gave Arabel a hateful look. We will defend our family rights.
The room suddenly became more tense. Arabel felt a greater strength and vigor than before when facing this challenge. Although she didn't know what was happening, she believed that the truth would strengthen her every step of the way.
With a trembling voice but full of conviction, Arabel said, "I will never let my child come under the care of people who have no conscience and morality. You can try to protect him, but I will prove that a mother has a power greater than everything."
Maxime, who was previously silent, finally spoke in a heavy tone, saying, "You all must understand that this is my child too. I have the right to protect him."
Arabel remained calm, saying, "Your right as a father is to provide protection and love, not to sell his life to selfish and personal interests."
Siska took the initiative when things got tense, saying, "Enough! Arabel, you will never change our decision. You are a part of the past that must not be removed."
Arabel made a bitter smile. She looked at the faces filled with hatred and rejection around her. However, their hatred could not destroy the strength in her heart.
"Perhaps this time you are in control," Arabel said slowly, her voice filled with despair but also strong determination. My child is the core of my life, and I will fight to the end to ensure she is happy and safe.
After that, Arabel turned around and walked out of the room, leaving behind those who still felt angry and confused. She realized that the war was not over yet. She had many challenges to face. She remained ready to face them with love and strength.
Outside, it began to rain. After a sigh of relief, Arabel walked out of the compound of Frans' family home. Her steps were firm, her heart resolute, as she realized that this journey would lead her son towards truth and justice.
However, there was something in the middle that was plotting her next move. someone who kept trying to get what she wanted. A threat that may be far greater than Arabel ever anticipated.