Chasing the Love of the Mafia
Great Woman (part 2)

Jero rubbed his cold sweaty face. A very bad dream. She even cried in her dreams.

Slowly he wakes up and tries to find his sanity of thinking. Maybe also because he was too tired for a few days, plus fear because of Giani's condition until finally he got a dream like this.

His view is now directed to the brangkar where his wife is lying. The sound of the life support is still heard.

Jero did insist on going into this room and looking after Giani. He even just went out of this intensive care room just to eat and take a shower.

He slowly stood up and approached his wife's bed. Today, all of her children have come to America. They are willing to leave all their activities because they want to accompany their mother. Alexa was even on her way from Madrid to here because she wanted to see her critical aunt.

Jero grabbed Giani's hand and rubbed it slowly. "I dream, baby. Dream if you leave us all. I would not refuse God's will if you had to go back to Him. However, should we part without the slightest message?" Jero's tears are flowing. He felt the void without hearing his wife's sweet voice. Kiss her right hand with a broken heart. Her tears flowed on the back of Giani's hand. Draining the warmth in the cold skin of his hands.

"Giani dear....., should we part now? Should I live a life without you again? If you have to separate, should it be without words? Can't you open your eyes for a second and look at me for a second before you close them again for good?"

"Bee..., you're so chatty!"

Jero lifted his face. He stared into Giani's eyes that were already open. "Darling, you realize? You're back yet?" Jero was so happy. He kissed Giani's forehead over and over again.

"How can I leave without saying goodbye to you?" giani said with a voice that still sounded raucous.

"Darling, I'll call the doctor first, okay?" Jero ran out of the incentive treatment room. He went to the nurse's office and said his wife was conscious. The doctor rushed to Giani's room. Something that felt impossible but was experienced by the coma patient.

"Dad....!"

Jero's steps stopped. He was shocked to see Stevany appearing in a blood-stained shirt.

"Darling, my son, are you hurt?" Jero checked Stevany's body.

"It's not me, dad. But Gods. Treisya killed him."

Jero hugged his son. "My son, be patient...."

"I'm just gonna die. I don't want to live without God."

"Dear, Daddy please. You must be strong. Remember your son."

Stevany's tears broke in her papa's arms. He really felt half his breath had gone along with the departure of the God.

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"Are you going to start without me?"

Everyone looked towards that voice. They also smile together.

"How can we start without you, baby?" Jero extended his hand to the greatest woman of his life.

Giani also received the size of Jero's hand and then came closer to the tomb.

"Where are you from?" ask Jero.

"I went to the toilet for a moment. I came with Alexa. He's the one who picked me up at home."

They all surrounded the two tombs there. The tomb bears the names of Denny Prayunata and Sinta Prayunata. They are Jeronimo Dawson's adoptive parents. A couple who died at a very old age. The date of their death was only 2 days different.

Jero put the flowers he bought earlier in the store. This is the anniversary of their death.

Jero led the prayer while his wife, children and grandchildren prayed together.

After sowing flowers, Alexa went to the tomb of her mother, which was not far from it. He also sprinkled flowers and cleaned his mother's tombstone. "Miss you mommy!" alexa said while caressing the tomb that read the name Finly Prayunata.

"Where are we going after this?" ask Gabrian.

"We had lunch at home? Mommy has cooked you good food." Giani said.

"Where is your husband, son?" ask Jero.

"Still in Madrid. The day after tomorrow is back. If my kids are still at school. They usually come home at 5pm because they're connected to tutoring."

"Yes, let's go to everyone's house." Jero invited all his family to leave. Stevany was still standing in front of the tomb.

"Stev, why is it still there?"

"The same Kangen Oma. When I gave birth to Petra, Oma always gave me advice to be strong and strong. It turned out that shortly after that Oma got sick and eventually died. Oma's a great woman."

Jero stroked his daughter's shoulders. "You're a great woman, too, son. Your resilience is facing your life which now deserves a thumbs up. You're tough like Oma Sinta and your mama Giani."

Stevany wiped her tears when she heard her son's voice calling out to her. He didn't want Petra to see him cry.

"Mommy, hurry. Oma Giani is waiting!"

"Yes dear...." Stevany smiled as she turned around and looked at her son.

"Mommy is beautiful" Petra said as Stevany hugged her tightly.

"You're also very handsome." Stevany kissed his son's puffer cheek. The two step into the car followed by Jero and Giani.

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The Dawson family home is crowded today. There was a lunch together after they made a pilgrimage to the grave of Jero's parents.

Giani who really likes to cook has prepared everything for his family.

"Stev, you haven't eaten yet?" ask Giani.

"A little more, ma."

"Where are you going?"

"Inner. You check for a minute." Stevany also stepped on her feet. Heading to the room in the eastern part of this house. The room was deliberately designed by Jero to be a wider room because it must be placed two beds with various equipment in it.

When Stevany opened the door, a nurse had just replaced the infusion. "You eat first, sus. Let me be here."

The nurse nodded and immediately left the room. Stevany slowly approached. His ears began to catch the sounds of life support tools.

His tears flowed again looking at the pale skinny face lying on top of that bed. Yes, it was Dewandra Petra Jung. For almost 4 years he lay helpless.

When the shooting at the orphanage occurred, Dewandra was rushed to the hospital. He was pronounced dead due to blood loss. But like Giani, the heartbeat of the Gods miraculously returned to beat. But there is no sign of Dewandra will be aware. After 6 months in care in America, doctors there have said that the possibility of God will awaken is no longer possible. They even advised Stevany to unplug all the tools attached to Dewandra's body. Stevany refused. He moved Dewandra to Indonesia. After Stevany gave birth, by mutual agreement, Dewa transferred her care home.

For Stevany this is better than having to go to the hospital every day. Jeronimo bought all of these treatments to be used at home.

Stevany kisses Dewandra's forehead. "Hey baby, how are you today? You know, at home it's crowded. You all gather here. There is also Alexa. Our son has not stopped his activities since. I don't know how he'll sleep for a while. Must be a lot of drama because he's so exhausted." Stevany clasped God's hand. Hands that look skinny.

"Darling, wake up dong. I'm tired of pretending to be tough in front of everyone. Especially having to pretend to be tough in front of our son. You know, he was very smart in school. But the handyman made trouble. Everything was solved with a punch. Recently, Petra has changed schools 3 times. Especially if it is SD, SMP or SMA? I'm afraid he's become a bad boy and can't be controlled. He needs a father figure. My father also noticed Petra. But you know, a grandfather will love his grandson more. They defend their mischief."

Stevany took a deep breath. He remembered the doctor's words yesterday. "Nothing has changed with Mr. Jung. He is still in a coma. Even some of the vital organs in his body have not responded well. Therefore you should discuss with your family about the supporting tools in the body of Mr. Jung immediately revoked. Let him go in peace."

Stevany looked at God. "Darling, should I give up?"

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Well kan....

I can't wait to see the readers sad. There are even those who ask for Giani's life to be restored because it does not have the same Jero. It's the same story of Stevany as God, right? How come God asked for less life than what asked Giani to live again?