Ten minutes later.
A convoy of 16 cars paraded outside the iron gate of the ancestral house.
Only Brent entered the gate and the rest waited outside.
Adoora was already waiting at the entrance of the house, looking distraught. At the sight of her future son-in-law, she broke down, she can no longer control her emotion, her eyes swarming with tears.
Brent rushed to her side and settled her on the chair. "Mother... please calm down..."
"Son, I'm fearing for my daughter's safety! Who kidnapped her? I don't understand why it would happen to my daughter? She never offended anyone in her entire life!" Adoora said between tears.
Brent sighed. "Mother, please calm down!" he said, at a loss on how to comfort her because his heart was also bleeding right now.
Adoora continued her lamenting... "My daughter is pregnant. I hope whoever kidnapped her won't hurt her and release her at once!"
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!