Reincarnation Small Mafia Wife

Chapter 68: Not a mirage

“Be careful!” jourrel exclaimed at his wife's waist as she almost fell down in a hurry.

Yura herself immediately sped up the pace to erode the distance with her in-laws. The two women hugged each other tightly.

“Why, Honey? What was? You're okay ‘kan?” the middle-aged woman cupped Yura's cheeks.

“I'm good, Ma. We leave now yes.”

“Jelasin first! Where are we going? Where is Zephon? Why not be with you?” the woman added in panic.

Yura let out a long sigh, restraining herself from crying right now. “Proposy a moment, Ma. Let's go after Zefon. He is fine,” take the woman back to take the steps of the helicopter. Yura acted as calmly as possible. Sitting next to her mother-in-law, wearing a seatbelt and holding Cheryl's fingers that look riled up.

“You already know our destination ‘kan, Sir?” yura asked the pilot who was now nodding at him. “We leave now,” added Yura.

The journey is completed in a short time. The helicopter landed on the roof top of a hospital. Cheryl's heart rate is getting worse when looking around her. Panic and fear began to strike him.

Yura led the woman, followed by Jourrel in the back, who was sprightly if the two women needed help.

“Mama her hands are cold once,” Yura tried to open the chat, dilute the atmosphere.

Cheryl could not answer him, her lips tightly clenched, her feelings getting heavier, like a burden so big. The oxygen around her was drained to the point that Cheryl had to sigh heavily repeatedly.

The elevator door opened, Yura clenched Cheryl's increasingly heavy steps. His gaze was straight ahead, until at the end of the corridor his eyes caught his beloved son, sitting down in the waiting chair with Calvin.

“Ze!” call Cheryl to speed up her footsteps.

Hearing his name on the air, Zephon stood up. Running around hugging the woman who gave birth to him so tightly.

“You're okay ‘kan, son? I was worried, afraid something might happen to you. You're not hurt ‘kan?” asked Cheryl who had somehow shed tears. Ever felt such a painful loss traumatize her. Even his entire body was currently shaking violently.

“Ma, I'm fine.” Zephon stretched his arms, cupped his mother's shoulders together, wiping her cheek-drenched tears. “Wait here for a while,” says Zefon switched to Calvin. He immediately put on sterile clothes, pushing the ICU door until his body sank perfectly in the room.

“Oma, please come out for a moment. There is Mama and Papa who miss Oma,” very much, said Zefon softly in the ears of his grandmother.

Jihan turned her head slowly, “Ta .. but Opa?” reply Jihan with vibrating lips.

“Just relax, Zefon will keep Opa here. Please Oma meet Mama for a moment yes,” pinta Zefon again.

The woman nodded, helped by Zephon standing up and was swept out of the cold room. Jihan looks back, “Jaga Opa yes, Ze. Wake up your opinion,” Jihan's tears.

The door opened completely, Zephon still guided his omen to walk up to sit on the chair. Cheryl's body froze, her eyes and lips wide open. The clear thread that had dripped earlier was now increasingly falling. The tightness in his chest became increasingly, seeing a figure that was impossible for him.

“Ma ... Mama!” after a long time, Cheryl can only say it.

The woman ran and rested at Jihan's feet. Hugging the old woman's knees with a deafening roar of tears. This is not a mirage, he can feel the presence of the mother after a year ago reportedly died.

Jourrel sat down next to his wife, kissing the back of Jihan's arms. Hugging Cheryl who was shaking violently because of her crying and disbelief.

“Maa!” whining Cheryl turns to hug her mother, resting her chin on her shoulder.

Jihan's hands trembled, she had trouble returning her daughter's embrace. Jihan also could not make a sound other than sobbing.

Yura was moved to see him, Zefon sent a code for his wife to come in waiting for her grandfather. Calvin immediately handed over the sterile clothes that had been prepared some time ago.

"Honey,” said Zefon hugging his wife when they reached the room. The clanking of the echoing heart rate monitor made Yura goosebumps.

“Ze, earlier Zeva explained many things while conscious. Unfortunately I didn't bring a cell phone to record it. There was Boris' interference, but I still don't understand Boris is actually the enemy, or vice versa.”

Zephon knitted his two eyebrows. He stretched his arms. It was silent for a moment and then looked at the diamond necklace hanging on Yura's neck.

“No problem. I can track it.” Zefon moved to sit up, pulled out his phone and fiddled with it for a while. The signal in the room was quite difficult. It is not possible to use hospital wifi, as a lot of young important data is leaked if he connects it.

“Let go of your necklace for a moment,” Zefon's word rest one hand on Yura.

“Hah? Meaning?” yura asked not understanding.

“Just let go, Darling.”

Yura, according to Yura, took off her necklace and gave it to her husband. Zefon unplugged a chip and put it on his phone. “What time do you start chatting?”

“Eee... Don't see, maybe an hour ago,” Yura said.

After a while, the chip transfers the data selected by Zefon. Staring at Yura who was still confused, then pressed the play button. A video turned clearly.

“Hah? So the necklace has CCTV? All this time you've seen me shower, change my clothes and in all my activities?” yura shouted at the shoulder of the husband, who immediately forgot the tension that had ambushed him earlier.

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