
Mr.Mafia chapter 44
The dark sky was covered by the rainwater stubs coloring the sky in Boegenfill city at this time, as if they were also feeling the profound sorrow the entire house was feeling.
Seeing Areta rolled weakly helplessly on the carpet, making Silda terrified, she immediately ran out and sought help.
"People help me, Miss Areta passed out!" silda exclaimed in a panicked tone to the servants who were cleaning the room around Kian.
Everyone is flocking to see Areta and help Silda carry the pregnant woman.
Irene who heard the commotion, immediately came to Areta in her room, she had to bother splitting the servants who were huddling in front of Areta. "What's this about? And why are you gathered here?!" Irene asked in a firm tone.
"No–nona Areta fainted, Miss Irene—" Silda replied stammeredly, for fear of anything happening to Areta who was pregnant.
"Not calling Shane, or any other doctor, you're holding his hand! Is your hand going to make it better?! Call Shane, immediately!" irene's orders, with a half-screaming tone.
"Ba–baik, Nona—" said Silda continued to be stamped, then took the phone in her pocket.
While Irene rushed out to check on Kian's condition and development, and all hoped that Kian would be fine.
Television news around the country has broadcast news of the downing of the Vagitos airliner JT-05 which crashed in waters close to the Lemonilo border.
Everyone is worried, everyone seems worried. Not even a few female servants who harbored feelings for Kian were crying.
'Where are you Kian?' Irene asked in her heart. 'Your wife is very shocked by this, I hope you're okay'
Irene nodded while biting her fingernails, thinking how about her if Kian could not survive.
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"Kian!!!" Areta woke up from her stupor, then gazed in a daze at Silda, her tears rushing down her cheeks. "Where's Kian? Where's husband?" areta said softly, suddenly she felt something coming out of both her thighs. Areta opened her blanket. Fresh blood seeped from there, Silda covered her mouth and her heart almost escaped from seeing that blood.
"Blood?!" Areta again collapsed unconscious.
Irene once again went into Areta's room to check on her. "What's this?" He glanced at the blood in front of Areta. " Oh..no! Take him to the hospital, now!" scream Irene.
Everyone panicked, Areta was carried to the hospital, all looking worried for Areta, as well as Kian's current whereabouts.
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Arriving at the hospital, the medical team quickly brought Areta with a push bed, she was taken to the Emergency Installation. All the doctors who saw were immediately captivated, seeing Irene and Silda carrying Areta who was fainting.
"What is this, Miss Irene?" A doctor took out a stethoscope in his pocket and began examining Areta.
"She's pregnant, doc. I'm afraid she'll miscarry" Irene replied.
"Well I'll take Miss Areta to the VVIP treatment room so that Ms. Areta can be treated intensively."
Once all is ready, a gynecologist who examined Areta before began to do his job, checking the fetus in the womb Areta. He seemed to put on a gloomy face at that time, then looked at Irene with a slow head shake.
"Miss Areta lost her baby" said the doctor, resigned.
"Geez!" Irene silenced her own mouth when she found out that Areta had miscarried.
'Kian is desperate to have children. Now Areta's miscarried again, and even Kian hasn't been found yet'
Irene continued to mumble in her heart, because honestly even though she did not like Areta, but as a woman she was concerned about the state of Kian's wife.
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Meanwhile. In other parts of the world, Kian walked with the note in front of him and soon would ride the train, Mark who was then an accomplice with Kian seemed to follow from behind.
"The plane we're going to travel to the country of Lemonilo had an accident on the high seas, I think the people of the house must be worried, thinking we've been on the plane, Boss. Do we have to let them know, especially Miss Areta?" ask Mark, balance the way Kian walks.
Apparently Kian did not go to the country of Lemonilo, where the country is a mafia hotbed. But he even went to other countries to expand his shopping center business.
And all seemed troubled and waited for news of him, whether he was alive or dead.
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Areta is still sleeping in peace, she does not know if her fetus has been adopted. Suddenly the sound of Silda's cell phone rang, from a number that was completely unknown. He raised his eyebrows in astonishment.
"Call...." Silda said while sticking a cell phone in her ear.
"Silda... Are you with Areta? Why can't I call Areta's phone?" ask Kian from behind the phone.
"Tu–tuan Ki–kian—" cried Silda while stammered, automatically Irene who had faced the window immediately ran and robbed Silda's phone.
"Why are you okay?" Irene was worried.
"Yes... I'm fine, what's up Irene? And where's Areta?" He asked Irene again.
"I–it. Areta miscarried in shock at the plane crash you were in." Irene explained while stammered.
"What?!" exclaim Kian, then close the phone.
Irene looked weak, she let out a long sigh, she messed up if Kian was now angry because she lost her baby again.
"What's up, Miss?" ask Silda worried.
"It looks like we're in trouble, especially Areta. He's gonna get in big trouble."
Silda continued squeezing her hand out of fear and could not imagine what would happen to Areta especially her who had been given a full mandate to look after Kian's wife.
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Meanwhile, in Kian country, he looked riled up to hear the news about Areta, anger and worry etched clearly on Kian's face.
"Mark, get tickets ready. We're home!" kian's orders.
"Ta–but boss.... "
"No but, Areta miscarried!"
"Okay boss, I'll get everything ready."
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The day had changed, the atmosphere of the hospital was still the main sight for Areta, she saw Silda sleeping on the sofa waiting for her.
"Silver!" Areta said softly to call the assistant Kian trust. But instead of hearing Silda instead stay asleep.
Suddenly the sound of the door opening, Kian had been standing in the doorway staring intently at his wife. Areta was shocked as she screeched, "Kian!"
This made Silda aghast and woke up from her sleep.
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Who predicted memory loss? 👀 It's not EpTiPih Isobbingis, yak. So anyway, I'm not going to make Sinetron nyadur writing that can be guessed easily.
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