Mafia Snatch Wife Man

Chapters. 19. The Mafia Blood.

"When will I recover, Doc? When can I remove a cast on some of my limbs?" scatter Arka at the doctor who was checking on him tonight. The doctor just smiled. He glanced at the female assistant next to him. Then, his assistant was seen injecting the liquid through an infusion hose.

"You take it easy, sir. We will do our best for your recovery. In fact, you will be healthier and stronger than before" explained the doctor wearing glasses. However, looking behind the mirror was a serious flash from both of his eyes when saying the sentence just now.

"Argh! What you put into my body!" Arka incubates the sensation of heat flowing from his arm towards his heart.

"Of course it's medicine, young master. Specially? Don't you want to get well soon and get revenge? So, hold on a little. The process will be very disturbing to your comfort. But, believe me, this is all for the sake of extra quick recovery," explained the doctor again.

"You keep him. Watch and don't sleep tonight!" the doctor told his assistant named Terry.

"Okay, Doctor Darwin. Trust me." Terry answered aloud.

"Maybe he'll have a slight seizure and shiver."

"I understand, Doc!" terry said before finally the doctor named Darwin was passed out. Because he will again consult with professor Nagara to perfect the drug that will be given to the next Ark.

Sure enough, before long Arka had a seizure. But not as bad as expected. Terry recorded everything that happened. Take note of all the things he checks and measures.

"It turns out this guy's body is strong too. It looks like the recovery period will be faster. He was also handsome," muttered Terry speaking to himself as he enveloped Arka who in a moment he expected would shiver in the cold.

Arka's movements sounded chattering. His whole body was shaking violently. His skin was pale with eyes that moved indiscriminately. He's shivering great. Signs of serum injected into his body began to work. It even heard several times the sound of beating from the bone as if rubbing.

Arka treatment goes quickly. In just a few hours, his condition had already risen by several levels.

"You're great too. It turns out that in your blood it really does flow mafia blood. I need to report to Dr. Darwin immediately.

After the death of Terry, Arka who was unconscious again looks half conscious. Seen from his eyelids that move to the right and left.

Sweat as big as corn began to wet his forehead and temples. His lips seemed to be moving.

"An ... Anja–li ...," he murmured.

"Good job! It's beyond a doubt. Tomorrow's early. We'll check back the bone. Let him rest tonight. His soul is not okay either." The teary-eyed man who had the responsibility to treat all of these injured or sick members, seemed amazed at the progress of the Arka's rapid recovery. Beyond his expectations.

He and the assistant again left Arka who had been given tranquilizers. To sleep well tonight. Darwin briefly removed the anxiety he knew was being felt by this young man.

While Arka has fallen asleep in the third tonight. In a location far away from him. Seemed a beautiful woman without clothes rolled weak.

He was seen rubbing his stomach in a slow groan. Blood, flowing from his legs. And so are tears. However, his mouth was already unable to move. He was unable to make his voice. The man who had just bathed himself for two hours had just left her in a bath up.

"Well, why are you so cruel. At least care about your son." Anja started to make her voice slow. He was still gathering his strength before actually waking up. The whole joint is still limp. However, he seemed very worried when he realized that something was coming out between his legs.

Unusually, tonight her husband is like a hungry wolf. Thunder was pounding its core mercilessly with various positions. They even changed places a few times. No matter the state of her who is pregnant with a fetus. Thunder only cares how the impingement on his desires alone.

Eugh!

Anjali moved slowly. He smothered his mouth when he saw blood pooling in the bath. Slowly, he got up and went down to clean himself up. By holding on to whatever he can get there. Anjali groped her stomach looking for signs of life there. He breathed a sigh of relief while still feeling a twitch in his right abdomen.

"Darling, are you okay. I hope nothing bad happens to you. Pardon papa, if he hurt you earlier," said Anjali as if talking to her baby.

He also cleaned himself slowly. Then out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his body. "Later, when it's morning, mama will take you to see a doctor. Hang now. We have to be strong" Anjali said again as she had put on her clothes and she laid her body down on the bed slowly.

Fear, if her movements can add to the suffering of her baby inside. In fact, Anjali himself still feels a little pain. Especially in his private area. Because, belonging to thunder is not as usual. I don't know what the man ate. Did he intentionally just want to torture her? Or kill the baby he's carrying? I thought Anjali.

Because he knew if Thunder really hated the baby he was carrying at this time. But the promise is, the baby in the womb is so strong as usual. May he also still be able to endure after what Thunder did tonight to him.

"Defend for the truth, baby."

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