The Mafia's Whore
#11: Fidgeting
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There was a whimpering, the man rubbed his eyes with one hand. While his hand denied his body into a backrest.
"Well..."
He turned to the wall at 03:00, which meant he slept for only a few hours.
"How's it going? is he conscious?" Jhonatan shook his head, his soul was still not fully conscious. Either drift in which direction.
Jhonatan stepped out of his study into a room. Where he will see the condition of his wife.
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The atmosphere of the room seemed dark. Before leaving, he realized that the room had not been turned off.
"Bell...."
Slowly his feet stepped towards the bed and saw no one. The blanket on the bed looked neat, like no one was occupying it.
"Maybe in the bathroom" murmured Jhonatan.
He knocked on the bathroom, his sharp ears did not listen to the sound of water from the bathroom.
He opened that door. However, empty there was no one.
Jhonatan now understood, it seemed like Bella was returning to her room. With wide steps, it did not take long for him to arrive at the broken door.
Sure enough, he saw Bella sleeping curled up in his room. She was upset, Bella went back to her room. Even though the night air is very cold and the door has not been repaired.
Jonathan approached, slowly sitting by his bedside. He remembered the time of their wedding. Bella always smiled at him, the girl's face did not look any burden. But, now he saw that face looked to have a lot of burden.
'Don't Regret it'
"Bella's.."
Bella opened her eyes, she turned her head and saw Jhonatan beside her. He got up and looked at Jonathan.
"Is there anything you need sir?" ask Bella.
'Master'
Jonathan did not like to be called master, something stuck in his heart. Not wanting to argue, he turned his face away.
"Why did you come back?" ask John coldly.
"I don't think I'm a suitable maid there" Bella said. He realized who he was for Jhonatan. He does not want to be said grabber or anything, the important thing is that he is currently living according to his will.
"Your body is still hot and I don't want any dead helpers in my territory."
Spicy, but for Bella he will assume the words of Jhonatan wind then. His heart began to dry, only a few days left, he was already immune to harsh words, harsh treatment and disappointment in Jonathan.
"Yes, that's it. If I die, I don't want to dirty your house, sir."
"Bella?!" jhonatan Sentak. He didn't like Bella calling him master and just now, dead said, he didn't really like it.
"If there's nothing, I'm going to sleep, sir. I'm sleepy,"
Jhonatan stared intently at Bella, however, Bella only returned with a smile.
I'd love to feel your face, Jho, but now it's impossible. You're not mine, not mine.
"Rest, I know you're tired and tomorrow morning you must be busy working. Take it easy, I'm sure I'll be cured tomorrow."
Jhonatan did not answer, he passed away without looking at Bella. There was something in his heart that he could not reveal. Something throbbing and painful.
"And I postponed my departure only for him. But, he was even ungrateful."
Jonathan struck the wall beside him to put out something that stuck in his heart.