Reincarnation Small Mafia Wife

CHAPTER 27: BLAMING EACH OTHER

“Your daughter? How do I know, this is an orphanage!” the guy on the other end of the phone.

“How can you not know? This is my daughter's phone! What did you guys do to him?” berang Rehan was full of anger.

“Hey, Sir! It's a cell phone with your son at the stop. I'm okay, he gave himself to sell! It's just checked, it's up for sale!” obviously that guy again.

DEG!

Rehan's body froze, imagining his daughter crying alone out there. He did not eat and ran out to find Yura. If previously thought Yura would return soon after contemplating her actions, Rehan was now in a fog because he could not contact his daughter again.

“Yura, how did dad find you? Father did not mean..” hiss Rehan gripped the steering wheel of his car. “Aaaargh!” his screams hit the steering wheel of the car and then drove it forward.

 His first destination was a stop near the house. Hopefully, his daughter is still there. Although the possibility was very small, especially the night now began to say hello.

“Yura! Yura!” rehan shouted as he got out of the car. His body twisted with a gaze that circulated to all directions. People only see him as strange, as Rehan asks where his daughter is.

Rehan was standing there for a long time. Looking at the passing vehicle even the bus changed. The man sat down limp, his eyes condensing.

“Yura, are you really mad at Daddy? To the point of not wanting me to call again? I just want you to reflect on your mistakes, and come back home after you've calmed down. Dad is waiting for you Yura,” he said wiping the tears that were dripping from the corner of his eyes, then staring at his wide hands that had hurt his daughter. “Sorry, Son,” his monologue with a tight chest.

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Turning around with the Zefon mansion, all of them panicked and blamed each other. But, not with Jourrel who directly contacted Luna, their family's personal doctor.

“Ze, why is this?” Cheryl panicked as she rubbed her hands and pressed them against Yura's fingers, hoping for her body to warm up.

“Mama anyway! Coming around to make a heart shock. How not to faint try this boy, shocked by the sound of Mama's rich thunder!” cebik Zephon looked for wind oil in the room and rubbed it on the tip of the nose as well as Yura's forehead.

“Heh! Indiscriminate if you say! Mama has long wanted you to get married, but you can not taste or DP first. Who the hell are you? Your father was calm,” quipped Cheryl fretted her son's ears with annoyance, until Zephon's head moved towards him.

“Aarrghh! Sick, Ma. Long story. But I swear, I've never been anything to him, Ma. I always remember Mama's message!” elak Zephon's.

Cheryl seemed to be exhaling her breath full of relief. Thankful, because what was on his mind was not right. He gently rubbed the top of Zephon's head, but soon grabbed Zephon's hair and set his eyes on him. “You're normal ‘kan, Ze?” look at Cheryl with a worried face.

He was afraid that his son might have a disorder. How can one room be with a girl but nothing? Don't know Zephon's trying so hard to hold it.

“Gosh! Mama!” zefon growled in frustration. “How many times have I said, Ma. I'm normal. Look after the wedding I will make many grandchildren for Mama!” the man squinted his eyes. Very upset with the mother who is often confused and likes to guess themselves.

Cheryl got out of the way, and so did Zephon. The round bead Luna bought when she saw the girl she had checked first.

Hurriedly Luna put up her stethoscope to check her heartbeat, followed by the girl's still-capped pulse. His eyes narrowed as he found Yura's bruised cheeks.

“You slapped him, Ze?” search Luna furrowed her brows.

Zefon hurriedly shook his head while moving both of his hands, “Not, Aunty. But his father,” guess Zefon, he has not had time to check what happened. It's just that, catching from the story of Yura when he said he was kicked out of the father and had a debate.

“Ah, yes Lord. How sorry!” Cheryl looked at him. He stroked the girl's head, looking at her pushyly.

“Thank God! Let him rest first. Seems like a heavy shock. The same vitamin medicine I once gave you is still, ‘kan?” luna's question made Zefon swallow his saliva nervously. He glanced at the mama who was still busy caressing Yura affectionately.

“Still, Aunty. This one ‘kan?” Zefon pulled Luna's arm out of the room. Pretending to ask for the cure.

“Ze!” call Jourrel tailing behind them. He just kept watching from now on. But his gaze was intimidating.

Luna understood, she immediately stepped out of the mansion. Let them speak four eyes. He himself did not want to interfere, only to carry out his duties as a doctor.

“Yes, Pa!” sahut Zephon turned around.

“Papa wants to talk. Papa wait in your study!” Jourrel spoke without looking at him. Slowly but firmly at every step.

“But Yura, Pa!” elak Zephon pointed to the guest room.

“There's Mama!” let's just take a very high rung and turn it around.

I want Zefon to move on. Although I still do not believe my mother. Afraid that Yura will get more depressed later if she is conscious.

 

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I have no acquaintance with Cheryl's mother. How agile, intelligent, fierce and sweet mama cheryl is here huh, Best. Paid Men and Mafia Girls. It's over 💋