The Journey of the Mafia Boss Love

The Journey of the Mafia Boss Love
Chapter 91


Hospitals...


Akhtar came back to the hospital, as he was about to enter Aqill's room. The guards, who had been assigned by Alfa, forbade anyone to enter the room from their young miss.


" I'm sorry sir, we're just following orders. For the time being, anyone is forbidden to swipe miss." Said the guard.


" Oh my God, why do you have your own rules. Who exactly is your boss, Aqilla is my woman, my lover, my future wife!!! What right do you have to forbid, huh!!!." Shouted Akhtar by pulling one of the collar from the penggawal there.



" We are only carrying out orders from the great lord or grandfather of Miss Aqilla, please you can cooperate and not make a fuss here sir." The bodyguard returned Akhtar's scream with a sharp look, then Akhtar's body was pushed away.


With a heart deeply upset by the rules made by the Aqilla family, Akhtar could only get inflamed and kick the aluminum garbage can into a dent.


Ttttkv!!!


" Aakhhh!!! Who is that old man, why is he so organized. You old man!!!." Akhtar was still grumbling.


Finally Akhtar relented and sat leaning against the hospital wall, with his right hand twitching the temple.


" Hahaha, kayak kebel aja lu Tar. has gone down what degree you, sit it. Haha." Evan was very content to laugh at Akhtar.


" Look at that guard at the door, if not the hospital. I've given people, cook I can't come in! They say his grandfather Aqilla gave the order. I feel like I'm going to beat up that old man, just make the rules." Akhtar snorted in annoyance.


" What do you think is the same me? Haha. Akhtar, Akhtar. Lu now had to be able to control himself, it seemed like the Aqilla family was no ordinary person. You saw his grandfather, I guess. He's not a random person, so it's like you have to follow the rules he made. Patience and patience Tar." Evan patted Akhtar on the shoulder.


" I want to check out Aqilla first, do you want to come in?" Evan offered to help.


" real Van? I'm coming with you." Akhtar's face suddenly beamed after hearing Evan's words.


Your name!!! Again, again and again. The failure Akhtar got, the bodyguard again blocked Akhtar. Evan immediately walked over, giving Akhtar some understanding so as not to make a fuss.


" Daddy, you're such a bitch." Akhtar cursed Aqilla's grandfather.


......................


" Aahh, sick!! Where'sisthis? Why am I here?." He felt a pain in his face and felt foreign to where he was at the time.


A nurse who was checking his condition felt that his patient was conscious. He pressed a button to tell the doctor.


" I where? What happened to my face? What's the matter?." The woman was screaming hysterically.


" Miss, miss! Relax, miss, don't break the bandage. Later the lady will feel pain." the nurse tried to calm her down.


"Aackhh!!! It hurts!!!." Why my face, why my face?" Her screams, with her hands still touching her face.


" Miss calm down, let the doctor explain."


"Sick, sore!!!".


Unfortunately, the fate of this lady, no family is accompanying. The wound he had was also very terrible, how his reaction when he saw his own face. Nurses.


No!!!


The door opened, a doctor entered the room.


" Miss, how! Is there something you feel right now?" Ask the doctor.


" I where? What's with my face, why!!." The woman was getting hysterical, screaming and stripping.


The doctor and the nurse tried to calm him down, the woman was growing rebellious. Makes the doctor a little hassle, until finally the doctor injects it with anesthetic fluid.


Slowly the woman weakened and fell asleep, the nurse again tidied up.


" It's a pity that this lady, it seems like the injuries she's been through can be categorized as very heavy. It's a good thing he was found by the man who brought him here, otherwise. His life must have been beyond help, it's tragic." The doctor and nurse passed, leaving the woman.


The woman who was scarred on her face was Joana, with slowly people who had hurt and insulted the grandson of an Alpha, getting a gift from the grandfather.