Reincarnation Small Mafia Wife

Chapter 78: You're Back?

The injury suffered by a child, is a wound that is also felt by his mother. That's what Cheryl is doing right now. The roar of pain from Zeva made her heart battered.

Cheryl was sitting on the floor of the corridor in front of Zeva's room. Her hands trembled contacting her husband who was still in Medan.

“Jou,” call Cheryl after their phone is connected shortly.

“Why, Honey? How did you cry?” ask the man.

“Capit home now. Zeva is in the hospital,” her whine hugs both her own knees. He was so scared. The first day met his daughter, but it had to end in such pain. Cheryl was really scared. Fear of losing a second time.

“What? I ... yes! I'm home now!” exclaims Jourrel who immediately turned off his cellphone connection.

Cheryl immediately told me her hospital address. After that put the flat object back in the bag. Continuing her cries, hugging her own body.

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Some time passed, in the midst of her solitude Cheryl got up when the door of the room was opened.

“Doctor! How's my daughter?” shout Cheryl.

“Patients are resting, blood tension is very high.we will return to check on patients. It seems like something triggered him like that. Excuse me, ma'am,” said the doctor leaving Cheryl.

He rushed in, looking at the pale face of his sleeping daughter. Cheryl hugged him tightly. “Do not go again, Son,” he said slowly.

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Unknowingly, Cheryl also fell asleep while sitting and hugging her daughter. A large hand now touches his shoulder.

“Honey,” whispered Jourrel in the ear of his wife.

Cheryl blinked her eyes, she looked. Apparently not a dream, the husband is really in front of him at this time. The woman immediately moved, hugging her husband very tightly.

“Zeva, Jou. Zeva survived. Our daughter is back!” cheryl exclaimed with happiness exploding.

“Iya, Darling.” Jourrel breathed a sigh of relief. He was very happy about the return of his beloved daughter. Unfortunately, the man could not express himself. His teary-eyed man hugged his wife tightly, stroking her woman's back gently.

The moaning from the patient's gurney drew attention to both of them. Zeva began to open her eyes, moving her dizzy head.

“Honey, you heard Mama?” asked Cheryl by her daughter's ear.

“Ma,” said Zeva in a clean manner, “Mama,” again while opening her eyelids quickly. His chest rose up and down violently, his breathing hunting.

Cheryl clasped her daughter's fingers, waiting for a response from her daughter. Slowly Zeva moves her blue bead until it collides with the mother's netra.

“Ma,” call Zeva back with tears starting to gush.

“You want Mama, Son? Have you remembered everything? Try this who? Guess who this is, son?” cheryl asked sobbing, pulling on her husband's teary arm.

Zeva's lips quivered, her tears were growing, “Pppa,” called her with a tight chest.

“God! Thank you!” cheryl cried hysterically. He immediately rushed into his daughter's arms. Followed by Jourrel who also broke his tears. The man hugged his wife and daughter tightly. All three drifted in haru's cries and longing.

Jourrel and Cheryl straightened her back, looking at the source of the voice that turned out to be her son. “Zefon,” call Cheryl in her sobs.

The man continued to step, until he finally stopped right next to his sister's bed. He simply folded his hands across his chest, staring at Zeva wordlessly.

Unexpectedly, Zeva immediately woke up. Pulling the tip of the brother's suit with both hands. Hugged the man very tightly.

“Kak!” call him in a hoarse voice.

Finally, the wait of many months now bears sweet fruit. Zephon was unable to speak his happy words. He patted his sister's shoulder repeatedly, then hugged her so tightly.

“You're back? My little sister has returned?” muttered Zefon whose throat was choked.

“I'm sorry, Brother!” zeva was full of regrets.

“Hey, you're more guilty of your sister-in-law!” zefon reminded.

Zeva stretched her arms. Looking up, looking at the older brother with both wet beads, “Where is Brother-in-law? How's it going?”

“Ze, how are Yura and the baby? They're fine ‘kan, Ze?” cheryl's lick was filled with growing worries. He did not get to see his son-in-law because he was focused on Zeva who was in pain.

“Yura is fine, Ma. She had successfully given birth to a very strong and handsome baby boy. Although at this time, it must be in the NICU for lung maturation,” said Zefon.

The happy news that Zefon brought made Cheryl scream hysterically. She hugged her husband tightly, crying hysterically again. Yeah, happy. Thanks to his driving skills, he managed to save three lives at once. It can even bring back Zeva's memories.

“Kak, I want to see! Come to Sister-in-law's room!” invite Zeva most excited.

“Ze, you need to rest first! Let Mama get there!” sergeant Cheryl.

“No, Ma. Zeva is fine! Please, Brother. Take me to meet Sister-in-law!” whining the girl wiggled her brother's arm.

Jourrel was quick to get a wheelchair for his daughter. “Don't ngeyel!” he said he held Zeva and sat on the chair.

“Papa is the best! Always!” said Zeva embracing the neck of the father giving a brief kiss on the cheek. The man who always spoiled her, became a shield from the hardness of the mother and her brother.

“Hemm .. the child papa!”

Cheryl took a deep breath, then pecked while holding her chest that was pounding, she did not expect to have a granddaughter.

“Ma, come!” invite Zefon who found the mother never left. The man went back to look at my mother's waist.

“Mama has a grandson, Ze? You're a dad?” said Cheryl in tears. One hand touched Zephon's cheek to stare at him.

 

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