THE MAFIA'S PENANCE

LOSING AND SEPARATING

"It's true they said..."

I raised my head when I heard a boy's voice from the direction of the balcony where I was currently in a large, foreign-looking room. Somehow he could be on the balcony of this room, because all I know, this room is on the third floor.

The hazel eyes looked at me with a smile on their face. Seeing her presence made me who was constantly crying on the floor with both hands hugging my legs feel a little relieved.

The boy opened the door leading into the room and walked over to me. I kept staring at her presence by wiping away the tears that were still coming out on my eyes.

"What's your name? You must know who I am? Because the whole city of napoli can't possibly not know me." The one who is still standing in front of me.

I did not respond to her words and re-hugged my feet, curled up in my small cold body. A few hours ago I was taken to this house after last night someone kidnapped me. I still imagine the incident. And now that I miss my parents and brother Arthur, it makes me cry again.

"Don't cry on." The boy squatted in front of me. "You're not going to finish anything by crying. Stop crying, when I grow up I'll marry you so you never cry again."

For my very young self, what the boy said before me made me feel a sense of pleasure. I stopped my crying and looked at him.

He stood up and extended his right hand to me.

"Wake up. I will accompany you now. How old areyou? I'm ten years old now, when I grow up, I'm gonna be a great doctor. Oh yeah, you haven't mentioned your name. My name is Vernon."

Suddenly my vision changed for a moment.

I stood staring towards a room that looked chaotic. This is me in front of the entrance of one of the rooms in my house. My eyes around the room seemed to be looking for something. But in that room only the chaotic conditions I saw. How messy the room is. All the furniture inside was broken and broken.

My focus shifted and went down to look at something that was in my hands. A long-barreled weapon.

I looked back at the bed where I felt someone was there. Right now I can feel my grieving feelings with tear-stained eyes making my vision indistinct.

As soon as I felt someone holding my shoulder, I quickly looked back and saw Pablo standing looking at me.

"Miss, give me that gun." Pinta Pablo and instantly my tears just came out. "Miss doesn't need to use a weapon for anything."

"I won't be able to finish anything by crying." I'm lirih.

Everything that happened ten years ago, it wasn't your fault.

The words Pablo spoke to me woke me up. I immediately saw Arthur being near me, looking at me by saying something I could not hear clearly because at this time my consciousness was still not fully gathered so my hearing was buzzing.

"Viv, do you hear me?" This time Renata's voice was heard from the other side of the bed. I looked at him. "You okay?"

My consciousness began to gather. I looked around the room where I was currently in the room in the hospital.

The shadow of the last incident I saw on the boat began to cross my mind. Arthur and Renata, who arrive by helicopter, open fire on the men who shot Vernon.

Vernon's? I started to think about my husband. But seeing blood coming out of his body that was lying down made me feel afraid to ask about his condition.

My tears flowed when I heard the word funeral. Is that Vernon's funeral?

"Viv, what's wrong? Why are you quiet?" Renata looked at me with tears wiped away.

I couldn't get my voice out to answer him or ask him all the things I wanted to ask about what was going on right now. The pain in my stomach was also still very pronounced, making it difficult for me to get up to sit.

"Viv, calm down you don't cry. Everything's fine, but..." Arthur's words stopped by turning to Renata like he wanted Renata to say something to me.

"All is well?" I finally let out a voice because I couldn't bear to know about everything that was happening. "A—what are you going to the funeral... Who's gonna be buried, Art?" I asked if I wanted to know even though I didn't want Arthur to answer. "Is Vernon?" Look at me with tears.

"Viv, relax... Don't cry yet." Renata rubbed my head to calm me down. "You don't have to think a no-no. You just woke up."

"Jawab only, is Vernon no more? Is he dead and buried?" I just can't wait to get an answer to my worries for Vernon.

"I'm going to Pablo's funeral." Arthur Seru.

"You take it easy, Vernon's fine. Only his leg was shot because it turned out that he was wearing a bulletproof vest so that the bullet did not penetrate his organs which could cause death." Said Renata making a relief in me. "The conditions are nothing serious. He's also in this hospital."

"really?" I can finally breathe with relief now. "Yes he must be fine."

"Rest first... You should also mende—"

"I want to see how it is now." I got up sitting with great difficulty because the pain from the waist down was so intense. "Take me into her room, Art."

"Viv, you can't get out of bed just yet. You just lost your baby." Renata made me stop as I was about to get out of bed. "You had a miscarriage."

My tears flowed back when I looked at Renata. I lost my son? I lost the Vernon kid I was carrying?

With all my might I held back my tears so as not to cry. I asked Arthur and Renata out of the room where I was being treated. Right now I just want to be alone to think of something.

Vernon is fine. For me it's a good thing. When I saw him get shot and blood coming out of his body, I just realized that I didn't want to lose him. It seems like he was right, what he said about me loving him, it was true. In the end I love him again.

But I just lost the baby I was carrying, which is Vernon's son. I've asked her to separate after giving birth to her child, and now that I lost her, then I don't think there's any more reason for Vernon to be with me.

My decision was made when I reached for the phone at the bedside table to contact Alec.

"Viv, are you awake?" Alec's voice was heard on the other end of the phone. "How are you doing now? You all right? I'm just coming to the hospital to see you."

"Alec, listen to me." Excruciate. "I want to separate from Vernon. I want to sue her for divorce today."

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