Reincarnation Small Mafia Wife

Chapter 67: The Nearly Ranked

Seconds by second passed, the sun began to sink in the western horizon. Replaced the darkness of the night with the glow of dim lights. Yura sat on the edge of Zeva's bed, cleaning the girl's body, unbinding her handcuffs for a moment to replace more comfortable clothes.

The beautiful face was seen more and more clearly, after Yura managed to remove the thick and bold makeup from her sister-in-law. “If it's like this, people won't expect you to join them.”

Yura gasped when she heard Zeva's sobs. His eyelids were still tightly closed. However, clear circles began to fall on both corners of his eyes.

“Boris! Boris!” calling Zeva repeatedly, her head moved left and right calling out the man's name.

Still an enigma in her mind, Yura grasped the soft fingers of Zeva's clasps. Cupping with both hands, wiping the sweaty beads that had sprung up on his forehead.

“Boris!” zeva screamed from her sleep. Breathing gasps. Hurriedly Yura thrust a glass of water before him.

Without looking around, Zeva grabbed him, sipping the water in a few big sips to the toilet. Yura again grabbed the empty glass, putting it on the nightstand.

He held Zeva's fingers again. The girl turned her head, only their eyes were intertwined, the roar of breath hunting Zeva broke the silence in the room. Yura purposely gave Zeva some time to calm down a bit.

“Can you talk?” yura said after they fell silent after some time.

Zeva flinched, bowing her head to research her clothes. His forehead is deep.

“I'm the one replacing, don't worry.” Knowing Zeva's worries, Yura interjected first. He continued to speak softly. “Some thing you want to tell me? We talk like women. Forget about our brother-in-law status if indeed you are uncomfortable because of that,” added Yura unraveled a smile on her lips. It was very different from the first time they met who could only quarrel.

“Where is Boris?” zeva asked after her breathing started to blow regularly.

"Boris? The Clan Chief of Ganesha? Don't worry, he's safe.”

“You mean? She's dead?” Zeva now dared to look at Yura, returning with her sharp gaze.

Yura was silent for a moment, she seemed to think hard to remember the events of that night. “I'm sure I didn't, because that night, my husband just shot his hand. Then take him to the base. There are no orders yet. Because my husband is busy,”.

Zeva pulled her long hair back, breathing heavily. His face looks agitated.

“Why? Say, who knows I can help you,” Yura said reading the unease.

“Let go Boris! Only he could save those two grandfathers and grandmothers. Poor them old. But be the target of Rudolf.” Zeva started to open her voice.

To be honest, Yura was very nervous this time. Perhaps because of Zeva's drastic change after unconsciousness, then indirectly want to tell her past. And he was sure, the grandparents in question were Tiger and Jihan, who were none other than his own grandparents.

Zeva recalls her past, talking to Yura from heart to heart made her comfortable. He started telling stories. Just waking up from a long sleep that somehow has been long, suddenly Boris took him home. Confined with an old couple. His head was still wrapped in bandages, even still wearing patient clothes.

“The grandmother had hysterically seen me, she also hugged me and kissed me in a row. I don't know them, but I feel comfortable around them. Even when the grandmother cried, my heart fell. Her husband was paralyzed, only able to lie down and cry. Can't move.” Zeva wiped away her tears that were flowing more and more.

“But shortly afterwards, Boris got me out. He invited a private doctor and treated me until I recovered. He said I was his girlfriend. He's the only one I know, I've always believed his every word. He trained me hard, he said to be strong and to be able to join him. She also provided all my clothes and make up. He said, I'd be in danger if I didn't comply.”

Surprised, obviously. Yura was flabbergasted by all of Zeva's words. The saliva he swallowed seemed to be gulped down his throat. Want to tell Zephon everything right now. But, in the presence of Zeva, Yura tried to act ordinary.

“Alright, I'll talk to my husband. So he'll let Boris go. Wait a minute, I'll get you some food. Don't go anywhere,” Yura said commemorating her sister-in-law.

“Can go where I am, it feels so weak like this. What are you guys doing!”

“Nothing, you limp from hunger. That's why I'll get some food first!” Yura immediately went out. The butler who had always been watching him was now bowing in front of the room.

“Uncle, please bring nutritious food for Zeva. Complete with fruits, milk. And, if he's wondering, just say don't know.”

“Good, Mistress. I'd also like to inform you, Mrs Cheryl is already on her way. You can get ready on the roof top now, there are already a few bodyguards standing guard there,” the butler politely reported.

“Mama by helicopter?” yura exclaimed, but immediately shut his mouth tightly. “Good, then please take care of Zeva. And lock the door to his room when he brings him food,” he continued in a whisper.

“Good, Young Madam,” said the butler nodded politely.

Yura patted the butler's shoulder, “Thank you, Uncle!” he said then ran to his room. Take a suitcase, just be on guard if they stay at the nearest hospital or hotel. All personal needs are ready.

After changing clothes, Yura immediately went up to the roof top of the mansion. Right, there are guards lined up up up there. Until some time passed, the desing of the helicopter propeller was deafening. The entire bodyguard stood firm, completely unaffected by the huge wind blowing as the helicopter got closer.

Yura tied up her long hair, tightening the coat on her dress that started flying. After landing, the door opens. Followed by the stairs that also plough to touch the roof top floor.

“Honey!” cheryl shouted almost running down the stairs, when she saw her daughter-in-law standing in front of her.

 

 

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