Between the Doctor and the Mafia

Chapter 40. S2.

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Myron and Grabielle are in. The look of impatience on Myron's face as seen from the way he walked. Grabielle secretly peeked.

“What do I think Johannes is right that Brother Myron likes Zeva?”. Grabielle muttered while walking.

There were Zehemiah, Zehekiel, Shawn, Johannes and Luke. And noisy girls like Myra, Joana, Sherly and Lucy were there too, except Grace she reasoned about the many jobs she was doing.

“Kak Zeva”. Call Grabielle sumringgah when she sees Zevanya arranging the servants to compose her paintings.

Zevanya turned a fluffy smile on her beautiful face “Gebe, Big brother thought you wouldn't come?”. Zevanya

“Ck, Brother my name is G-r-a-b-i-e-l-l-e not Gebe”. Grabielle protest did not accept she sneered upset her cousin's sister.

“Alah, length. Grabielle is the same as Gebe. Beda thin”. Cursed Zevanya don't want to lose. They both always argue about names.

“Ze”.

His Zeva smile faded away when he heard the greeting so familiar in his ears. Zevanya was biting her lower lip confused.

With a fluffy smile Myron approached Zevanya “Ze, congratulations yes. Your painting is in demand again?”. Myron reached out to Zevanya who was still confused. They become the center of attention.

“Thank you Kak”. The zoo still welcomed Myron's hand. Even though he had tried to avoid this man, it was still this man who approached him.

Myron smiled happily as Zevanya was willing to talk to him. For almost a week the girl kept it quiet. Now he feels happy when he gets close to Zevanya again.

“How are you doing Ze?”. The smile did not fade on the handsome face of the man.

“Good Kak”. Sahut Zevanya “Ayo Kak, if you want to see first”. Get the Zevanya friendly.

“Ayo”. Myron followed with passion.

While the others were made stunned, especially Myra. He was surprised by his never-before-born brother's attitude. Myra rubbed her eyes repeatedly to make sure it was her sister.

“Saw Myron”. Greet Zehemia, Zehekiel, Shawn, Luke and Johannes and salute the man they called the older brother.

“Iya”. Myron Sahut.

“Saw Myron”. Say hello to Joana, Lucy, Sherly to Myron.

“Iya”. Myron's voice is short.

The exhibition begins. Many entrepreneurs from various circles who come to the gallery Zevanya. Zevanya's gallery is famous in America. It is the number one gallery in the world. No wonder if the painting gallery becomes number one because it is a Zevanya painting has its own uniqueness that can make people feel interested.

Myron smiled proudly at Zevanya's handwork. What an incredible talent. Zevanya paintings, like original portraits. With three dimensions that become adjutants. Beautiful and impressive.

“Va”.

Zevanya looked over when someone called her. He smiled gleefully as he looked at the person he had been waiting for from earlier coming as well.

“Al”. Pekik Zevanya approached his best friend.

“Ze, don't scream”. Tegur Zehemiah and Zehekiel. His zeva just displaying a barrage of ginsul teeth made the girl look so adorable.

“Va”. Warm Zoalva smile. He took his precious time to be able to attend this girl's exhibition.

“Thank you for coming. Larvaku”'s. His Zevanya chirps were struggling spoiled in the man's arms.

Zoalva chuckles gemes “Of course I present”. Zoalva rattled Zevanya's hair with a clatter.

“Al”. renggek Zevanya spoiled. She sniffs when her hair is made to mess, even though she has hired Joana to help her tidy up her beautiful hair.

“Heheh. You are adorable once”. Shirt Zoalva with a bitterness. He helped Zevanya straighten her hair. He smiled warmly at the girl he had always missed

“Ehem”. Sherly broke the joke of the two people.

“Hai Brother Zo”. Sapa Sherly

“Iya”. Solid Zoalva is short and clear.

Myron's hand clenched as Zoalva was so friendly with Zevanya. There is something that beats in his heart, his heart heats up even more there is a pulse that feels pressing. Wh why? Is he jealous? I don't know for sure Myron doesn't like it if the girl gets too close to other men.

The show is over. The invited guests have also left the Zevanya gallery. The exhibition was held quite lively, of course, with strict security and security from the four Mafia groups that are much respected in the black world.

“Hai Zeze, congratulations. Your painting is really good”. Praise Johannes for approaching Zevanya with Shawn, Luke and Grabielle.

“Thank you Nenes”. Zevanya Smile.

“Johannes instead of Nenes”. Erat Johannes cut off the lazy eyeball. The good-natured name was changed to a strange name by his noisy cousin.

His zevanya only displayed a series of aftershocks of his teeth and chuckled at the pouting face of his cousin. Ahh really Zevanya likes to make her male cousins upset.

“Kak Zeva, where is this placed?”. Ask Myra.

“Aside that alone Rara”. Show Zevanya.

“Kak, Myra not Rara”. Myra's renggek who doesn't like her name changed.

“Have not protested. Quick stack up sana”. The Zevanya Chirloh held back a laugh.

“This where is it?”. Ask Luke, too

“Near the left Luluk”. Reply Zevanya. Luke sniffed in annoyance. Already do not want to protest because it is useless if the protest is also his name has been changed.

Zehemiah and Zehekiel approached Zevanya who was still busy composing his paintings assisted by Zoalva beside him.

“Sayang”. The two men approached Zevanya.

“Iya Kak”'s. Zevanya put the painting.

“Drink past”. Zehekiel helped Zevanya drink, from earlier his sister did not rest.

“Capek no?”. Zehemiah asked attentively. His zevanya shook with a smile.

“Yes already, Zeze break yes. Let Brother finish”. Zehemiah.

“Iya Kak”'s.

Zevanya sat down, because she was honestly tired. Lately he has been tired easily.

“Ze”

“Va”.

Myron and Zoalva called Zevanya simultaneously with different calls.

“Kak Ron”'s.

“Al”.

Zevanya replied with a smile of the two men walking towards her. Myron and Zoalva threw away each other's faces. They both looked like they were in a cold war.

Without anyone realizing that there were uninvited guests. No one was aware, as he was disguised as one of the bodyguards.

“So she's a girl named Zevenya Anggela. Interestingly, he accidentally omitted Wilmar's name so that his true identity was unknown. You will be mine soon, baby. I'll make that old Bangka feel lost?”. His mind smiled cunningly as it saw Zevanya and Myron and Zoalva were chatting.

“The girl that Zoalva meant was her. Zoalva is crazy. I'll take it from you Zo”. Inner again.

Zevanya was silent for a moment. He felt someone watching him from earlier. His gaze could feel if that person was currently staring at him.

“Is there an intruder?”. His inner Zevanya looked calm. She's trying to keep an eye on her tail “She? Who?”. His inner Zevanya while looking at one of the bodyguards wearing sunglasses and a black hat with an expressionless standing beside the exit.

“Ze why?”. Ask Myron

“No Kak”. Zevanya forced a smile.

Actually Zevanya wanted to avoid Myron because she did not want Grace to misunderstand again. But the man was chasing after himself.

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