The Special Lady of the Mafia

89.

After an examination of Nisha, Jackson placed an intravenous needle on the back of his hand. Making sure the situation was not alarming, he added the vitamin to the infusion bottle so that the liquid was changed.

Injecting some of the drugs that are really needed by the woman's body at this time, but in very low doses. Not daring to give a dose in general, Jackson did not want to take the risk that would be fatal.

"Don't exhaust Ray too much, your lust should be slightly reduced in intensity. If conditions are better, I suggest you see Zahra." Jackson pats Ray on the shoulder and smiles as a good sign for everything.

"You want to play games with me, Jackson!" The tone of the voice slightly increased when getting an ambiguous answer.

"Hahaha, where is there I dare to you Ray. I'm telling you the truth, if Nisha Sudha's condition is better. You'd better meet and consult Zahra, because he's the one who understands and is an expert in this field." It is true that Jackson did not give an answer in full, so that Ray could guess what was conveyed by Jackson.

The sruth!

"Akhs! I'm having a hard time breathing Ray!" The collar of the shirt Jackson used pulled Ray by force and made him feel difficult to breathe.

"Tell me the truth!"

Feeling the air troops on his throat getting thin, where he also knew that Ray is not a person who likes to play games. After all, Jackson did not want his life to simply disappear at his current age.

"O okay, let go of your hand. I'm gonna breathe."

Slowly the hand loosens and the pull is released, neutralizing the breathing that had stalled. Jackson was really stupid in his own mess, almost the life was lost.

"Quick say!" Ray's screams only he and Jackson could hear, other than they had no other family members allowed inside.

Taking a deep breath, Jackson had to rack his brain to concoct words that were easily digested by his master.

"Your wife seems to be pregnant, so you need to confirm it and meet Zahra."

Like being hit by a high-voltage electric shock, Ray slightly hulls and his body moves back against the wall behind him. The mixed feelings of worry, panic and happiness have become one. Staring at Nisha with a meaningful gaze, the corner of the eye accidentally let out a trickle of water.

"Dear, is this really true?" Ray lands his body next to Nisha who is still asleep.

"Basar bucin is no longer helped." Jackson passed from the room and chose to go out, gathering with the others.

Letting Ray who is still dissolved in happiness mixed with anxiety in there, Jackson approached his two nephews who seemed to worry about Nisha.

"Why are you here? Where are the others?" The twins were standing at the front door of the main room.

"How's mommy doing, uncle J?" Fiona is very worried about Nisha's condition, inversely proportional to Nathan who looks so flat.

"Your mommy's fine, exhausted. Wanna enter?" The bargain for the twins.

The two of them suddenly shook their heads at the same time, knowing that Ray was in a state that did not want to be disturbed. Moreover, this is related to their mother, it is clear they will get a rejection if they want to enter there.

"As far as you guys are, Uncle wants to go down first." Giving a smile and ruffling the tops of his two heads, Jackson stayed away from the top floor.

Jackson's departure without telling how their mommy is, where Nathan just leaned his body on the door of his parents' room. Unlike Fiona, she is very worried about Nisha.

"Bang, we're going in yuk."

"Just you."

"Ish, is that brother Fio's twin or same daddy anyway? Why is it always annoying. "

There is a debate between the two, which makes them not aware that Ray has opened the door and stood between them, watching the twins are busy arguing. Until he feels he will not settle the debate, Ray opens his voice.

"Don't fight, mommy needs a break."

Both of them immediately fell silent, when they found out the owner of the voice.