Reincarnation Small Mafia Wife

CHAPTER 14: TURNING AROUND

Yura looked at herself in front of the mirror. Just this time he was observing himself past-goals. It is not wrong if Zephon always calls her a little girl. His face and body returned to adolescence.

His pair of neutrals were tightly shut, arranging for his emotions not to explode until his second life came to an end in vain. Both of his hands clenched tightly, then took a deep breath. “Quiet, keep calm, master the situation. Don't waste your second chance, Yura!” his passion for himself.

Not long after, Yura's phone shook. He immediately grabbed it and hurriedly lifted it. “Halo,” say to the caller. Who else if not Zephon. Considering his HP contact was only him one.

“Do not long in front of the glass, can break it later,” Zefon chirps make Yura tick.

The girl twisted the body quickly. His gaze circulated, ensuring that there was no one in the room. “How can you know?” yura asked still panned to every corner vigilantly.

“Not important! I just want to remind you, watch the kitchen or the dining table! Remember, don't miss! Take a sample in case there is poison. And again, tomorrow morning I pick you up to go to college,” Zefon said with a series of orders.

“But I am...”.

“No but! Be prepared!” he quickly switched off the phone and switched off the phone.

Yura exhaled heavily, looked at the flat object in hand and then threw her body on the bed. For a moment, the girl managed to catch her breath, until later she fell asleep.

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By nightfall, Yura was aghast from her sleep. His head was pounding strongly as he woke up abruptly. Then look at the clock that is stuck on the wall. “Gosh! Why do I have to fall asleep, anyway!” the girl ruffled her hair rough.

Yura immediately ran down the stairs. Unfortunately, all the dinners were arranged on the table. Sarah was also there. Yura clucked in annoyance, sitting limp because it was too late.

“Yura, are you awake?” ask Sarah to pretend to be gentle.

“Where are your eyes? Already know it is here still ask too!” sahut Yura with a ketus.

It turned out that Sarah was like that because she had seen Rehan walking closer and closer. “Yura, why do you talk now like that?” the middle-aged man.

“He has changed, Dad. Maybe wrong relationship. Now like an uneducated man." Tora.

Yura raised her shoulders indifferently, before sitting down, Yura actually sauntered into the kitchen. “Bi, there are still leftovers other than the ones on the table?” ask one of the waiters who cleaned the kitchen.

“Yaudah, I took ya, Bi.” Yura took the plate.

“Do I help, Non?”

“No need, Bi,” sergeant Yura took two servings of food for him and the father.

Yura turned around, she saw Sarah had climbed the stairs after her husband. Tora also went into her room. An opportunity for Yura to replace the food that had been prepared for the father.

“Bother!” his grunts put the food down, then put away the food Sarah had prepared.

He shifted it right on the table usually occupied by the mother and child. The drink that was set was the same, he exchanged with Sarah's.

“It seems that if you have already carried out the plan, you get the stone, Sarah,” muttered Yura glanced sharply at the door of her parents' room.

Recalling Zefon's message, Yura went to the kitchen looking for plastic clips. The waiter just stared at Yura confused as she was pacing back and forth from earlier. Yura stuffed a few spoonfuls of warm tea into her plastic, then sat back in her chair.

“Yura, why can't your phone be contacted?” rehan asked down the stairs with a look towards his daughter.

“Lost,” sahut short, sip orange juice in front of him.

Rehan's forehead shriveled deeply, sitting in his chair followed by Sarah. He then handed Yura an ATM card. “This, buy a new phone. And your monthly money will be my own transfer from now on,”.

Sarah boughtak, want protest can not. He only growled inwardly, as his ration would definitely decrease if Yura transferred directly from him.

“Dad hope, you didn't disappoint. And all the rumors about you are just bullshit. Sorry, all this time I was too busy not paying attention to you,” he felt guilty.

“Mmm, thanks, Dad!” sahut Yura glanced at Sarah sharply. He smiled at the ATM card.

Dinner passed in silence. Only the clink of spoons and plates sounded. Sarah seemed to be commenting on the triumphant smile. As for Yura, naturally wanted to laugh mockingly back then as well.

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