I'm his mother
55.Fear Abra and Darren

"Take off me asshole, I'll make sure you die in my hands" Marco ignored the screams full of threats Amanda made to him.

A burly man with tattoos that fill his body, Marco goes straight into a different car than the one driven by Amanda.

"Let go fuck, let me out otherwise I'll___"

Bughhhh

"Heekkk,"

Set....

Instantly the swearing coming out of Amanda's mouth came to a halt when one of her guardians hit the woman's nape until she fainted.

"Hey, what are you doing? Don't hurt her" said another bodyguard when she saw her friend knock her unconscious.

"Let's calm, he just fainted. I couldn't bear to hear her screams, after all by letting her continue to rebel like that which wretched not only her, but us as well. Let him be like that, at least we'll be safe on the way,"

All the people who helped started to enter their cars and left the place with the people they had killed before and locked the person in the house.

After all, everything lying there was only unconscious because it was beaten up by the people Marco brought.

Furthermore, the five-car car followed the direction of the boss to a place that maybe only Marco and Abraham knew.

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While the car carrying Abra and Namira, just entered the hospital yard. The boy, who is currently carrying the car, headed straight to the hospital's IGD.

Upon arrival in front of the IGD, Abra immediately brought Namira's body in his sling to the emergency room.

"Doctor, Sister please. Please my wife get hurt," exclaimed Abra shouting in despair at the sight of Namira turning deathly pale.

Hearing a cry for help from someone, all the medics who were on guard scattered out with a single branch.

"Let's sir, lay it down here. We'll check on him soon and you'll have to wait outside" said one of the doctors who came to help.

With a trembling body, Abra was finally able to resign only when the door of the room began to close tightly.

Abra dropped his body on the waiting chair of the patient in front of the treatment room where Namira was being held by the medical personnel there.

"Mr,"

A soft cry with a slightly trembling tone woke Abra from her fear of what was happening to Namira.

Abra turned to the left and found the child with a face that was no less pale than Namira earlier, before the woman was brought in to be dealt with.

Abra energy that initially seemed to disappear was now back there when he saw the child. Abra immediately got up from his seat and approached Darren who was still in Boy's arms.

"Darling, are you okay, son? Sorry, Papa was too focused on Nami because she was injured," Abra said carrying Darren in his arms. He held her tight to that tiny body.

"You okay, baby? Is anyone hurt?" asked Abra again after occupying himself with Darren who was on his lap.

"No Papa, I'm just scared. Sister Sela wants to shoot me Pa, I'm afraid," muttered the boy, tightening his hugging on Abra's neck.

The little hand was tightly wrapped around his father's neck when he remembered the incident a few hours ago. Where he almost got hurt, if only Namira didn't get in the way.

"Calm down, everything's safe. You and Ibu Nami will be fine," said Abra increasingly clenched Darren's body and gently rubbed the child's back to provide calm for him.

While Namira himself must immediately undergo surgery to remove the bullet that is now on his left chest.

And after getting the approval of Abra as the guardian of Namira at this time. Namira was immediately herded into the OK room to undergo surgical removal of the bullets lodged in his body.