Reincarnation Small Mafia Wife

CHAPTER 32: THE PLAN

The sound of baritones airing all over the Cullen residence, inviting the attention of all residents of the house. The housekeeper was struggling to get closer, worried that something might happen to his master.

How shocked they were when their eyes were presented with the husband-and-wife dispute even to throw a bogem at Tora and a loud slap for Sarah. Usually, the man always defended them both. To the point of being willing to put aside her biological daughter.

“What happened to sir?” asked one of the ARTs to shut his mouth in shock.

“Do not know. But it seems to be very serious. Master is very scary,” connect the others.

Their eyes twitched as they looked at Tora swinging a base ball stick at Rehan's nape.

“Master!” they screamed in unison, along with a hard blow to Rehan's head until the man lost consciousness.

The ART immediately ran over to help its master. But Tora pointed her base ball stick at the three of them. “Do not approach! No one to interfere or you will have the same fate as him!” threaten the man with sharp eyes.

“Jeez, what are you doing, Young Master?” ask Inah, new maid.

“I told you not to interfere!” berang Tora swung her wand at the woman, Inah just closed her eyes while looking down with her chest pounding.

Tora's lips revealed a slanted smile, she felt that she had managed to make those people submit to her. “All of you should never have dared to call the police or report this incident to anyone. Or I'll crush your bodies!” threatened, but there was no reply. The three women were silent with trembling lips.

“Uncomprehended?!” tora's snarl boomed.

“Pa .. get it, Young Master!” tell them simultaneously.

“Good! Back to your rooms!” tora pointed to the door of their room which was near the kitchen. He felt pretty powerful in that house. His eyes blocked until they disappeared behind the door of each room.

“Tora! What do we do next?” sarah murmured to her husband lying on the floor. His feet touched Rehan's shoulders and moved him. Make sure, if the old man really is helpless.

Tora turned around, she looked at her mother and broke the devil's smile. Their eye links seemed to imply a dirty idea in each other's minds.

“Set to warehouse, Mama will find the rope!” sarah's order breezes into the warehouse first and opens the door immediately.

While Tora threw the baton in her hand, then dragged her stepfather with difficulty. He had to exert all his strength, his body turned red and his muscles stiffened because it was very heavy.

“Ah, you are just like a woman! Letoy!” sarah's lips returned to Rehan who had moved only slightly from where it had been before.

“Hah! Weight, Ma!” moaned Tora with a loud breath.

The two men then dragged Rehan's arms left and right with great difficulty. Until now managed to reach the warehouse. Tora sat him on the floor, leaning against the wall. Then Sarah wrapped around the old man's body with the rope she had found.

“Truck only! Take her phone, Tora!” sarah's orders clapped her hands while sighing in relief after she was done with her work.

Tora was still breathing, wiping away the sweat that was on her forehead. “Nih, Ma!” he handed over the flat object that belonged to his father.

Since there was nothing holding back his body, Rehan collapsed to the side with his body bound. Sarah looked at him with satisfaction.

She immediately typed in a message for the lawyer from her husband's cell phone. Asking for immediate transfer of property on his behalf.

Shortly after, the lawyer called. Sarah did not want to lift it. He continued to direct calls, arguing that he was serving out of town in the next few days. Then again forced to transfer assets on behalf of Sarah.

“You sure, Mister?” a message from the lawyer for the next time.

Sarah clucked in annoyance because it seemed the lawyer was very careful. He continued to press until it was finally approved.

But it did not last long, because after that Sarah cough continuously without pause. He didn't feel like he was breathing dust or anything. But his chest to feel tight because of a cough that never subsided.

“Ma! Mama why?” tora asked confusedly.

Sarah pointed out, hoping Tora understood her intention to get some water to drink.

“But, Ma. What about Mom if I go out?” elak Tora who can't catch his mother's orders.

Sarah glared, still continuing to point out repeatedly. Finally, the man came out of the barn and did not return.

Furious, Sarah dragged her trembling legs while patting her chest to get a drink. None of the servants came out considering Tora's threats that did not allow him to interfere.

With a limp step, the woman managed to reach the kitchen. Sipping mineral water directly from the bottle he just took from the refrigerator.

Almost half gone, Sarah put the bottle roughly on the table. “Tora! Brazen you!” squealing Sarah after her cough subsided. His breathing was still wheezing, sweaty beads popping up on his face.

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“Dad!” yura shouted aghast from her sleep. His feet jumped off the bed and ran away.

But a pair of burly hands caught both of his arms. “Where are you going?” zefon asked, looking closely at the woman, who now looked pale and sweaty.

The man's voice resuscitated Yura. His gaze circulated, his body that had stiffened started to relax. “Just a dream? But why does it feel so real,” muttered the woman took a deep breath and exhaled her slowly.

“What sleep did you die of? From morning until now I have not woken up. Make mama worry know not?” zefon looked at him sharply. Although in fact he was also very worried after getting a report from the mother. When Yura fell asleep after the massage and spa to miss lunch and even the day changed night.

“Sorry!” yura said looking down. But immediately swerved, pushing Zephon's chest as hard as he realized his body was just wrapped around a piece of cloth that was now almost sagging.

Hurriedly Yura covered her chest with both her hands. “You! You stole the chance, huh? Out!” yura shouted, shaking her feet. He was embarrassed and confused as to what to do.

“Sssshh! Your mouth makes my ears ring!” zefon exclaimed at Yura's forehead firmly. “Who also stole the chance. Who the hell does your flat body look like! There's no good! Nothing interesting!” tease Zephon with ketus.

“It looks like you've been snacking on mercon huh? Watch out ...”

“What? Don't accept?” challenge Zefon to raise his chin.

“Iiihh out! Nyesel I praised you this morning!” yura shouted pushing Zephon's back with his head and right hand. Because his left hand was still holding the cloth that was wrapped around his body, he was afraid to let go while Zephon was still in his room.

“Royle change! We are waiting at the dinner table!” zefon exclaimed after the door was violently closed.

“Not polite!” he slowly laughed and rubbed his face violently. His mind is already floating. Zefon shook his head trying to return to his consciousness. But can't, everything in Yura's self is very interesting in her eyes. "It's funny."

 

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You're funny, Ze 😍😂