Between the Doctor and the Mafia

Chapters 17. S2

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Zevanya stepped in with a blank look. He walked to his mother's funeral. Tears have been shed from before on her beautiful cheeks. The noisy and cheerful girl looked very fragile. This is how Zevanya is whenever sad and there is a problem she must come to his mother's funeral. He's gonna put out all his pain. Expressing his feelings above the mother's belly button.

“Mommy, hikssss”. Zevanya fell in the diet of Fitri. He hugged a tombstone that read his mother's name.

“Mommy, Mommy, Mommy hiksss's. Zeva misses Mommy. Zeva wants to see Mommy. Zeva wants to hug Mommy. Zeva wanted to cry as much as Mommy. Mommy”'s. He cried as he hugged the tombstone. He vented out all the emotions that were settling in. Still imagined in the mind of Zevanya, when her Mommy left twenty years ago. When he was five years old. The age of a little girl who still desperately needs a mother's hug and affection. But Zevanya has lost it since the age of five years.

“Mommy, what should Zeva do? Gege hates Zeva Mommy. Gege misunderstood. Gege no longer wants to be friends with Zeva. Gege also told Zeva to stop taking care of Mommy” boutiques. Adu Zevanya told a story, as if telling a living thing. He was like a child complaining to his mother.

“Zeva doesn't want to tell Daddy, he must be sad. Zeva also does not want to make Brother Hem and Sister Iel think about Zeva continues. Zeva should how's Mommy? Zeva dear Gege, her saudra Zeva, hikss”.

Zevanya felt a great loss for her mother's departure. It is undeniable even though both Brother and Daddy are very fond of him and treat him like a queen. Zevanya still feels jealous when she sees others still being able to be with her mother laugh and tell stories together. His zeva covered all his pain as he felt a longing for his mother. When her cousins told her about how their mother made them their favorite food. His zeva endured the pain in his chest, he was envious, he was jealous. He also wanted to eat his mother's cooking, as he had eaten when he was a child. But how else does fate not stand with him. He lost that love from childhood.

Zevanya hugged Fitri's tombstone. A great longing for his mother. Fitri is the best mother for all three of them. He always taught his children to love and forgive each other. He taught his three children to respect those older than them.

Zevanya, holding her chest tight. Heart hurts. Grace's words still cling to her heart. He never felt this sad and sick. No one has ever spoken to her rudely. Everyone loves it sincerely. However, now that Zevanya realized sometimes people cover up hate with a smile on her face.

While Grace put her things in her suitcase.

“How long are you going to stay there, son? Don't take long and take good care of yourself”. Luna said to her eldest daughter.

“Only a few months Mom. After my project is finished I will return to Mansion”. Grace smiled.

“What does Zevanya also come with?”. Grace was silent on hearing her cousin's name.

“Zevanya no longer manages boutiques Mom”.

“Why?”. Ask Luna wonder.

“Zevanya want to focus on gallery and write Mom” book. Grace's dad lied.

Luna sighed uncharacteristically, Zevanya did not want to take care of the boutique. Because the girl really likes to design dresses.

“Baiklah”. Luna Smile. He helped put some of her clothes in.

Grace chose to leave the Mansion on the grounds that she would take care of some dress orders. Grace says if she should stay cut because she has to finish quickly. He just avoided his Zeva. He's sick of seeing that girl. Although he didn't want to be far from Myron. But he's gonna try to get that guy.

“Grace, where are you going?”. Zean asked his daughter who was carrying a large suitcase.

“I have a project ordering Dad's wedding dress. So must stay dibutik to quickly finish”. Grace said looking for an excuse.

Zean probing her daughter's face “Alright. How long?”. Zean looked at his daughter

“About two months Dad”. Answer Grace.

“Peach yourself well”. Zean.

Grabielle pinches suspicious eyes at her Big Brother “Do you need me to accompany Kak?”. Grabielle asked, she did not enter the office today because she had a problem with the headquarters.

Grace decides to stay in her room. He doesn't want to meet Zevanya. He was upset and annoyed at his cousin. The team always wins in everything. She is naturally beautiful, she is also a genius so much liked by many men. Grace is jealous because she doesn't get what her cousin Zevanya got.

Somewhere….

Myron was still staring intently at some of the men who turned out to be betraying him. It was only fitting that his base was easily attacked, it turned out that his confidants betrayed him.

“You know that I don't like traitors?”. Myron smiled smirk as the five men lowered their heads in measuring sweat and his body trembled in fear.

No one answered they were busy with their fears. Some even pee dicelana so scared.

“You know that I will not apologize to anyone who betrayed me?”. Myron walked around the men.

“Homer”.

“Iya Tuan”. Homer immediately gave Myron's beloved little gun.

Myron held the trigger toying with it as if showing that she was ready to fire the trigger at the five men standing in fear.

Myron's gaze was instantly sharp. He clenched his hand. His eyes were able to pierce through their sense of sight.

Dor dor dor dor dor dor dor

Dor dor dor dor dor dor dor

Dor dor dor dor dor dor dor

Dor dor dor dor dor dor dor

Dor dor dor dor dor dor dor

Myron shot the five men lifeless. Even Myron had no trouble at all killing their lives. For Myron killing is a hobby that makes him never bored. Let alone killing those who betrayed him. There will be no mercy for anyone who invites him to mengunsuhan. Especially if that person dared to touch the people he loved, then Myron would not hesitate to behead them.

“Homer, burn their corpses to ashes. Don't let the slightest bit of” remain. Myron's Order

“Good Tuan”.

Then Myron switched on all of his members. He has now re-created the new Headquarters with the help of Zehemiah and the others.

“I warn you. Never try to betray me. I have a lot of eyes and a lot of ears. Still want to breathe well, then be loyal to me”. Myron stared intently at his men.

“Good Tuan”. Sahut they all simultaneously

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