Cruel Mafia Vs Cool Mafia
Chapter 67 | Thank You, Wildan

With a desperate capital, Kyra again ran through the forest. He must stay away from the enemy. Unfortunately, no matter how much her feet stepped, Kyra still felt that she was just circling in the forest. In his memory, all trees were the same.

When he was about to rest, a voice shocked the woman.

“Meet you.”

Kyra jerks. He looked quickly and immediately moved away from the enemy. “Iam...” hiss Kyra upset.

The man called Iam grinned. “Give me that gun, Kyra. Then I'll let you go easily,” to hell.

Kyra screeches. “I'd rather kill myself with this weapon than love this weapon to you!”

Iam growling emotions. He understood very well the character of the woman before him. It is possible that Kyra will actually do what she says if the situation is urgent. If the weapon was used, he was sure that he would not survive. Therefore, Iam must be able to seize without giving Kyra a chance to fight.

Without further ado, the two men attacked each other. To be honest, Kyra's physique and skills were far above Iam's. Unfortunately, the woman's stamina was not supportive. He had been fighting and running since morning, obviously it was very draining. That's why, Kyra fell down so easily.

“Uhuukk.. uhukk.” Kyra fell to the ground. However, his pair of hands still hugged the Kyr68X weapon tightly. If he dies today, the world will be in chaos. This weapon will fall into the hands of the wrong person!

Kyra tried to get up. He managed to sit down, but his legs were unable to hold up. His gaze was still as sharp as an eagle, pointing at the muzzle of the gun pointed towards his chest.

Iam smiled broadly. “Mafia boss Black Rose is dead today. Any last words, Miss?”

“Cih!” Kyra looked at Iam sharply. This man, he swore he would finish him off with his own hands.

“Cih, whatever. Goodbye, Kyra.”

Ddoor's!

“Ugghh.”

Green netra Kyra is wide-eyed. No, the ringing voice was not from his lips. But a figure suddenly appeared in front of him and valiantly blocked the bullet fired using his own body.

A very familiar figure in Kyra's eyes. The woman's lips began to tremble as a speculation surfaced in her brain. “M–Mas Wi–Wildan.?” I just can't believe it.

Bruk!

The figure slumped to the ground supported with knees. Kyra immediately held the body when it was about to fall to the ground. Seeing the smile and handsome face of the savior, Kyra's cries broke. “Mas... Why are you doing this? Hiks... ka–you why can, hiks... here?”

“Ra..” Ogre Wildan raspy. The man's breathing began to falter. The shot had managed to get to his vital point. The chances of him surviving are very small. “A–aku love.. s–sama you.”

“I KNOW, MAS!” kyra screams in frustration. “Why can you be here, huh?! You should be home! Take care of our son! Why....why are you here?!”

Not the answer Kyra received. Just a thin smile on Wildan's face paled. “Kyra, My Wife S–Honey, m–maaf because. n–noir sa–sama you. I'm worried, a–I'm afraid of you. why–napa.”

“Mas.” Kyra put her forehead on Wildan's forehead. “Let's hold on in a minute, yes.”

“Ky–Kyra, sorry... Kayak–nya, I ng–gak t–tepati promise I. sorry.” Wildan's breath is heavy. Blood flowed profusely from the gunshot wounds on his body. The pain he felt was not worth the pain in his heart because he saw his wife crying. “Sorry.”

Kyra shook her head with a wet face. Her tears are flowing.

“Jaga..” Wildan took a deep breath. “...Darren, yes. Say the same d–dia..” Wildan's pair of eyes slowly closed. “...Papi.. dear Darren... many-lots.”.

However, the crying event did not last long. Kyra looked up with a dark look. His bright green eyeballs turned dark green. Iam—who had been silent because he was surprised by the sudden presence of Wildan—l awakened. Kyra's murderous gaze successfully shook the body. Especially when the woman held up the Kyr68X weapon aloft, as if ready to turn it on.

“Death to you, Iam.”

Doorr!

“Akh!” scream Iam in pain. He fell down while holding his calf which was shot from behind.

Ddoor's! Dor's!

Another shot came and hit Iam's shoulder and waist. Reven who is in almost the same condition as Kyra arrives with other mafia members. They want to get to Kyra, but their bodies freeze to see Wildan lying by Kyra's side.

Although not knowing the chronology of events, Reven can conclude one thing. Their kind and friendly young master had left this world in peace.

...Flashback....

Almost 1 hour Kyra told me, Eiden did not interrupt in the slightest. Now, he understands why Kyra's feelings for Wildan remain even after her marriage to Eiden. She understands why Kyra was so devastated by the passing of her first husband. Eiden understood that Wildan's position in Kyra's heart would never be replaced by anyone, including her.

No one will be able to set aside Kyra's love for Wildan, the man who loves Kyra so much that he gives his own life.

“Iam was captured that time, Eiden. But, somehow, he managed to escape after being tortured for 3 weeks.” Kyra breathed a heavy sigh. “For that long, I tried to find out why Mas Wildan suddenly could be in the middle of the forest and dive me. Turns out..”

“That day Mas Wildan knew the crime of his own mother. Iam it's madam Mega's affair, my mother-in-law. My mother-in-law did not like me from the beginning. He told me about Kyr68X.”

“Mas Wildan was angry when he knew his own mother who planned to kill me. Hence, he recklessly followed me into the forest.” Kyra felt her tears flowing. “Sorry, Eiden. I don't mean to hurt your feelings. A–I just, hiks.. I just—”

Eiden clenched Kyra's body that shook tightly. “Sstt. Don't cry.”

“D–dia died because of me, Eiden, hiks.. I was wrong, huaa..” Isakan Kyra is getting louder. The woman muffled it by drowning the face in the husband's chest.

Eiden let Kyra spill all sorts of flavors on her chest. All the man did was hug and give a tranquilizing pat on the wife's back, hoping that her existence would be conveyed to Kyra's recesses.

A few minutes passed, Kyra's cries subsided. Replaced with fine snoring mixed with the rest of the audible cuddle. Eiden chuckled softly at Kyra's reddened face, yet seemed peaceful in deep. It was as if the woman had managed to let go of the heaviest burden that was accommodated on her small shoulder.

“Whatever it is, whether it is joy or sorrow, for everyone it is the same me, Ra. I'm always ready to hear your story,” muttered Eiden in the middle of the dark of the night. Before going to bed, he turned off the lights using a remote, then turned on a special sleep lamp.

His pair of eyes were directed out of the window that was blotted by his curtain. A smile was etched on Eiden's lips.

Wildan, I'm Eiden, Kyra's second husband. Thank you for taking care of Kyra so well. Allow me to take your place. I will take good care of him, as well as when you take care of him.

Thank you, Wildan. I hope you don't mind sharing your heart.

Eiden closed his eyes, as his wife entered the dream world.

Without both of them noticing, an invisible figure was staring at them from the corner of the room. The figure was reviewing a happy smile, his gaze was so shady, in line with the aura emitted as well as his pure white clothes.

Take care of our wives... Eidens.

^^^To be continuous...^^^