Reincarnation Small Mafia Wife

Reincarnation Small Mafia Wife
Chapter 62: Search



“Can you please give the phone to Brother Zefon?” pinta Gala on Calvin.


Calvin nodded, though completely invisible in Gala's eyes across the street. He immediately moved and approached his boss, “Tuan,” he said thrusting a phone at Zefon.


Zefon let out a rough sigh, putting the flat object in the ear, “Ya Gala!” His voice sounded weak and powerless.


“Kak, Brother sure it's Sister Zeva? Wasn't that day Brother saw her in person at the funeral?” gala cecar. Because at that time all the Palembang family arrived late. There are obstacles on the plane they are riding. The funeral could not wait any longer.


“At that time I just returned from abroad, not strong to see them clearly. All their faces were covered. I just saw a picture of them on top of that coffin, Gala. My body has been shed to the floor. Unable to see it. Moreover, I heard from Calvin, he said that he had burns on their bodies. No one can see it. Mama herself fainted many times, papa had to calm her down,” Zefon explained the situation before the funeral.


Gala was silent for a moment digesting all of her cousin's words. “Kak, which hospital was giving information?” cut out that guy.


“If not wrong RS Sejahtera.”


“Doctors who handle and give information at that time should we check, Brother! This tape seems to take some time to recover. Because the original file was tampered with, brother! Can't be available right now,” Gala said of what's in her brain.


Zefon's forehead shriveled deeply, he was only able to catch the information from the other side. Yes, the task is now increasing to collect the evidence. Their call ended. Zephon returned to his assistant, propping up both arms on the table raising his sharp gaze. “Find out the Doctor who handled the deaths of Oma, Opa and Zeva back then. What about Boris' house? Did you find anything?” cecar Zefon with a serious face.


Not yet able to answer, a knock on the door broke the tension in the soundproof room.


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A few minutes ago ....


While waiting for Zeva to calm down, Yura went to the kitchen to take breakfast. A couple of waiters had it tidied up on the table.


“Mistress, can I help you?” haul one of the servants.


“Eee .. can you ask please prepare breakfast for Zeva, Bi?” Yura drowned while looking for kitchen utensils. He did not really know the details of the location in the Mansion.


“Let me alone, Bi.” Yura took over. Despite the hesitation, Yura's smile and gaze seemed reassuring.


Food moved into Yura's hands. He let out a long sigh staring at the tray, then stepped firmly towards Zeva's room which had stopped screaming. Maybe I'm tired already.


“Again, Zeva,” greet Yura in a soft voice.


Zeva immediately threw a sharp look at him. His teeth sounded great. Both of his hands were firmly clenched.


“Please me!” zeva asserted with her sharp voice.


“Calm down, we won't hurt you as long as you comply,” Yura said. He was a little worried. But, Yura tried to cover it up and cover that feeling with her gentleness. “Eat first, you must be hungry. Said Bibi, this is your favorite food,” he added pointed to the tray in front with his eye bead. A smile continued to blur from his lips. It was very different from their first meeting.


Zeva was stunned, staring at the food alternately with Yura. A few seconds later, Zeva's leg kicked the tray from below. All the food, scattering, pieces of plate and glass were broken after hitting Yura's body. His voice was so loud that he was heard coming out of the room.


“Gue doesn't need pity!" zeva squinted her eyes sharply.


Someone knocks on Zephon's door, informing him that Zeva is raging at Yura. Hearing that, Zephon and Calvin immediately rushed down to the first floor. Leaving Gala who is still at war with advanced technology that he mastered alone.


“Yura!” pekik Zefon immediately pulled Yura's arm, staring at her worriedly from the tip of her hair to the tip of her foot. “You injured?” tanya Zephon cupped both of Yura's cheeks.


“No,” his mouth shook his head.


Zephon turned his gaze to Zeva. The two pairs of netra were clashing against each other, an equally sharp gaze. However, they were able to shake their hearts.


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