The Journey of the Mafia Boss Love

The Journey of the Mafia Boss Love
Chapter 87


" Take my blood, Rh-null!!!."


The voice of that person, instantly spread the panic that existed. Their eyes were all fixed on that person!!!


" Grandpa !!! " Steiven recognized him.


Evan didn't want to ask anything, for now. He only needed that blood immediately, for Aqilla to survive.


" Okay sir, please come with our officers." Evan directed several doctors, to process it immediately.


Alfa immediately followed medical directions to carry out blood donation.


Some time when the blood donation process is complete, Evan immediately gives it to Aqilla. Seeing the condition of Aqilla that allows for an action, Evan and the other team of doctors. Preparing to do so, they had to work hard to remove the blood and air in Aqilla's heart and lungs.


Seeing Alfa sitting in front of the action room quietly, Steiven slowly approached her. With an uncharacteristic feeling, Steiven tried to open his voice.


" Cake."


There was no response from Alfa to Steiven, his flat demeanor. Making Steiven feel more guilty, he knew that his grandfather was holding back his emotions.


" I'm sorry Steiv, cake." With a bow, not daring to look at the face of the grandfather.


" Silence !!! Just focus on Aqilla." Alpha's short answer that really tormented Steiven.


Akhtar could only see every scene Steiven was doing with his grandfather, staring at the face of his grandfather Steiven. Akhtar felt a different aura at him, not wanting to make things more difficult. He prefers to stay silent and wait for the certainty of medical treatment on Aqilla, seeing her phone vibrate.


" Hello "


" Hello son, how are you? Miss Mama, can we meet?" the caller was Amirah, Akhtar's mother.


" Akhtar's good news ma, later. Akhtar will tell you when there's time." Akhtar replied in a flat tone.


" What's wrong with you, son? Looks like, you're digging into something, don't hide anything from mama!." Amirah has a feeling for her son.


" Heh, Akhtar is in the ma hospital. Aqilla, Aqilla's accident!." Akhtar replied with a tone of speech that could not be interpreted.


" What??? Which hospital, son? Tell mama." Amirah was so shocked by Akhtar's reply.


" Hospital ****."


" Wait on mom."


Amirah immediately broke off their conversation, Akhtar could not do anything about it.


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The sound of footsteps rang out very clearly, getting closer to where people were waiting.


" Akhtar!!!" turns out it was Amirah.


" Mama!." Akhtar's mouth parroted, seeing that the woman who had given birth to him was already standing nearby.


Akhtar then walked over to him, suddenly! There came a man, who had been instilling hatred in him all along. Want it to feel like Akhtar is turning his body and away from them, but Amirah? Akhtar did not want to make his mother feel unappreciated and unregarded.


" Ma's." Akhtar hugged Amirah.


" How's Aqilla boy? What the hell is going on?". Amirah was still very curious, because Aqilla came to the hospital.


" The story is long, ma. Just sit down first, there's the Aqilla family." Akhtar pointed out by using his hand, the whereabouts of the Aqilla family.


" Well, you'll explain to Mama. Mama wants to say hello to the Aqilla family first, you deliver me." Amirah grabbed Akhtar's arm and dragged him.


They went hand in hand, and Akhtar did not care about the whereabouts of his papa. Eventually, Amirah stopped.


" Bo, hayo!" Amirah removed her hand from Akhtar's arm and held her husband's hand, Wijaya Saputra.


Akhtar did not want to argue anything, especially with a situation like this. Right now he only wanted to focus on Aqilla.


" Ma, this is the Aqilla family. His cousin's brother, Steiven. And, his grandfather." Akhtar.


" Yes, Pa hayo..." However, Amirah felt something strange to her husband.


Wijaya stared at the back of the man who said he was Aqilla's grandfather, his body stiffening.


" Pa, what's wrong? Hayo, let's say hello to Aqilla's family." Amirah still did not think with her husband's attitude.


Instead of approaching, Wijaya is getting stiff in place. Staring at the old man who was sitting face to face with the door of the action room, his body trembled.


" No, no!!!." Wijaya's voice sounded raucous.


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