Reincarnation Small Mafia Wife

CHAPTER 41: INVERSE?

“Master! Headquarters in Palembang attacked!” screech someone on the other end of the phone.

Zephon turned his gaze right at the wife curled up under the thick blanket. His hands clenched firmly hearing reports from his men in Palembang. Sometimes there is even a small explosion at the end.

“I'll be there soon!” zefon turned off his phone.

Thinking for a moment while looking at his wife, then moving to get closer to her. “Come with!” bring Zefon right in Yura's ear.

“Don't bother me first,” whine Yura covered her ears.

But Zephon will not give up. He did not want to leave his wife alone. Even if it was very safe here, he would still bring Yura to always be by his side.

Zephon pulled the blanket over until Yura's plain body was clearly emblazoned again. Despite having to desperately resist the turmoil in his body that returned ‘on'.

“Ow, still sick. Not now!” rengek Yura grabbed her blanket even though she could not. He's really panicking right now. Both of his neutrals instantly opened perfectly.

“No!” sahut Zephon briefly scooped up the woman's body in his sling.

Not daring to look at her man, Yura lowered her head deeply. Hiding in the chest of the field of the husband who has issued a distinctive aroma refreshing.

Sit slowly inside the bath up, then turn on the faucet, setting the temperature to warm. Not too hot or cold. Slowly the man flushed over the top of Yura's head, rubbing it gently until it was completely wet all over her body.

“I can do it myself!” resist Yura about to snatch the sponge that was filled with soap.

However, Zefon instead pressed Yura's wrist and rubbed all parts of her female body without being left behind in the slightest. Yura grew even more embarrassed, slowly raising her gaze until she could see the seriousness of her current husband.

“Still sick?” asked Zephon gently, who was only replied by a nod by Yura.

“Sorry yes,” he said wiping the cheeks of Yura who was exposed to soap foam.

Yura knitted her eyebrows together, she found a different figure within Zephon. Forcing was indeed, but what shocked her was the sweet and gentle demeanor that was being shown at this moment.

“You did not eat wrong?” muttered Yura looked at him fixedly.

Yura was a little used to it, not too surprised by her husband's sudden attitude. Now he sat on the edge of the bed, while the husband was busy looking for clothes on the walk in closet.

“Use this!” Zephon thrust out a set of clothes for Yura. He came back to change his clothes. Because from then on only using bathrobe.

“Isn't this supposed to go back? He was the one who served me. My husband is different,” muttered Yura chuckled at Zefon's back that was disappearing. He changed his clothes there.

Before long, Zefon came out in long clothes and a bulletproof jacket was also attached to the body.

Zephon also brought bulletproof shoes and jackets that were directly worn for his wife.

“Use this!” tell him with a serious face, put on properly.

“We want war?” ask Yura origin.

Zefon crouched down, pairing the black boots on Yura's feet. He felt bad. But, he realized, free to refuse because it will not be able to.

“Whatever happens, stay by my side. I'll protect you!” firmly Zephon stood stroking the top of Yura's head. “Follow your hair. We go to Palembang now!” he turned to a drawer and took a beloved revolver, then tucked it in his waist.

“Make me where?” asked Yura who was apparently standing right behind Zefon while peeking.

The man tiptoed in shock, flipping his body while leaning on the nightstand. Staring at his wife with eyebrows knitted against each other.

 

 

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