THE CHILDISH MAFIA THIEVES HEARTS
16. THE ANGER OF A FATHER

Hera felt bad. He thought that Mr. Tama left because he was uncomfortable with his presence there. Maybe Mr. Tama is disgusted to eat one table with a waitress like her. That's assumption.

Hera immediately escorted Deon to his room as soon as the handsome boy was done with his dinner. He himself has no taste for food. Arriving at Deon's room, Hera does her usual job. Accompany Deon to read before the little boy went to sleep.

If children's reading in general is a picture story book, then another case with Deon. Deon's books are books related to the business world. Deon also learned several foreign languages. At least now he has mastered five foreign languages other than English. Marvelous.

"Hera, I want to drink milk."

"Okay, I'll take a minute."

Hera went back down to the first floor to make milk. While making milk, Dela suddenly came to him. Dela was one of the servants in the mansion who had already worked earlier than Hera.

"Hera, what are you doing?"

"I'm making milk for the young master. You need anything?" Ask Hera kindly.

"Ah no, I just happened to pass by and see you."

"Alright, then I go back to the room of the young master first brother."

"Please."

Hera returned to Deon's room with the milk of her young master's order.

"This is the young master's milk." Hera.

"Thank you, you're a good wife." Praise Deon while stroking Hera's hair.

He acted like a husband. This little boy, really makes Hera always happy with her funny behavior.

Deon resumed his studies, after finishing a glass of milk made by Hera. But soon Deon felt his stomach was very uncomfortable, even now his body was sweating. The temperature in the room was quite cold.

"Young master, are you okay? Why are you sweating? Does the AC not feel?" Ask Hera streak. He was worried to see Deon's sudden condition as if he was in pain.

But Deon did not answer, he immediately ran to the bathroom and vomited all of his entrails. Of course Hera was panicking. He did not know why his young master could suddenly be like this.

" Oh my God, young master. You why? Why is this so?" Ask Hera. While shedding tears she helped rub the back of Deon's neck. Hope his nausea can be reduced.

"Don't cry, I'm fine." Deon tried to comfort Hera. Even though his body felt very weak at the moment. Hera immediately carried Deon as soon as her vomiting had stopped.

"Are you okay if I stay a while? I'll ask Mrs Laksmi to call the doctor." Hera said after she put Deon to bed.

"Go."

Hera rushed down to see Mrs Laksmi, and asked her to call the doctor immediately. Then he returned to Deon's room again to accompany his helpless little Master.

But he had not yet reached for the doorknob of Deon's room, Mr. Tama came and pulled his hand.

"What did you do to my son?" It was very clear a look of hatred was emanating in Mr. Tama's eyes at this moment. Of course he's angry. All this time he had been working hard to keep Deon out of distress. But now her son is dying at the hands of a nanny who is dear to her own son.

"I didn't do anything Mr." Hera replied in fear while enduring the pain on her hand. Mr. Tama clasped his hands very firmly. Hera felt her hand bone broken so strong that Mr. Tama's grip on her hand.Fortunate doctor Jeremy immediately came.

Defan immediately dragged Hera from there. He was forced to act rudely because Hera who continued to wrangle wanted to see Deon. Arriving in Hera's room, Defan immediately pushed the beautiful woman in, and locked her from the outside. Then he came back to see Mr. Tama.

"Can you tell Uncle what you ate today?" Ask Jeremy's doctor about Deon.

"I eat as usual." Answer weak deon.

"Is this your old milk glass?" Jeremy asked as soon as he saw the empty glass still lying on the table beside Deon's bed.

"Hm.

Dr. Jeremy grabbed the glass and smelled the scent of the glass. He felt that there was another scent besides the smell of milk there. But he also did not know exactly what the scent was. Jeremy asked permission to check the liquid in the glass that still left a few drops.

After receiving permission, Jeremy's doctor brought a glass of Deon's milk to the laboratory for testing. Deon was sleeping helplessly. But Jeremy's doctor already gave him some medicine before leaving Mr. Tama's residence.

Mr. Tama remains in Deon's room. He would not allow Hera to come see his son. If something bad happened to Deon, Tama wouldn't think twice about killing Hera.

Several hours have passed, Mr. Tama has remained faithful to accompany his son. Although all this time their relationship was not good. But Mr. Tama loved his son very much. He kept staring at the tiny face of his son who was now lying helplessly. There was a sense of regret in his heart for meeting his son with Hera, the girl who had hurt his baby.

"Sir, there's a call from Jeremy's doctor." Said Defan while handing over Mr. Tama's cell phone.

"How's it?"

I don't know what Dr. Jeremy told Mr. Tama. Whatever it is, it's definitely not a good thing. Mr. Tama's jaw tightened, his hands clenched strongly, as his anger had completely taken hold of his.

"Take that brash lady to the back shed right now!" Mr. Tama's orders are angry.

"Good sir." Whatever his master ordered, Defan just had to run it.

Hera gasped in surprise when Defan came and directly dragged her away. Not to meet Deon, but to some other place somewhere. Arriving at his destination, Defan immediately tied Hera's body to a wooden chair there. His mouth was also closed so as not to scream.

Not long after, Mr. Tama came. There was clearly anger and hatred in her eyes.

"What did you do to my son?"

Hera shook her head, she could not answer because her mouth was closed. Defan moved quickly to open the cover of Hera's mouth, so that her master could hear Hera's reply directly.

"Although Mister. But I really didn't do anything."

Plakkkp.... An extremely violent slap landed on Hera's smooth face. Her lips even broke and bled.

"You still want to avoid?"

" Truly Sir. I only made milk for the young master as usual."

Plakkkp... Plakk...

Again and again. I don't know how many slaps he's received. His vision began to blur. It really hurts. Hera hoped the god of death would come to pick her up soon. He really can't take it anymore.

"Hanging him!"