The Paid Men and the Mafia Girls
CHAPTER 62: CONSCIOUS

Rico knitted a pair of eyebrows while reading Cheryl's facial features. He propped his arms together at the edge of the bed, slightly bending down to cut the distance with the beautiful girl. “Atau .. is he from among ordinary people?” whispered with all the high curiosity.

Cheryl swallows her saliva nervously, but Cheryl regains consciousness. Rico is the only person who can be counted on to face his father who is so assertive and unforgiving. Cheryl is afraid something bad will happen to Jourrel, when her father learns of her true identity.

“Uncle, promise yes don't be surprised, don't be angry and don't report anything I said to papa or om papa!” the girl did not blink, her beautiful bead slipped into Rico's eyes.

“OK!” as if hypnotized, Rico nodded in agreement.

Cheryl thrusting her little finger, “Promise first!”

Rico replies, their little fingers interlocked, “Uncle promise!” sahutya.

“If uncle denies, I will disappear until none of you can find me!” cheryl looked seriously.

A heavy sigh blew from Rico's mouth, he nodded again, “Yes, little lady!” saith.

Their finger link is missing, Cheryl switched views on Jourrel, “Dia ... Jourrell. Not the CEO of any company. But ...” Cheryl paused her speech, staring at Rico for a moment, “She is a hit man!”

“What?!” Rico squealed strongly until he straightened his back. His face panicked instantly. One hand ruffled his waist, the other hand rubbed his face roughly.

“Uncle! Don't be surprised, don't scream! It's not finished yet this story. Want to continue? If not yaudah!” the girl twirled her eyes lazily.

“How many seasons?” ask Rico.

Just a subtle whisper from Cheryl's tongue. He turned his eyes away, unwilling to look at his loyal bodyguard.

“Ngambek?” cibir Rico ruffled his hair. All of Cheryl's expressions were always adorable in her eyes.

Rico laughed, though not out loud. “Ok! Continue!” yells.

“Udah is not in the mood!” lazy answer.

“Oh, yaudah I built Jourrel just to ask everything.” Rico shakes Jourrel's shoulders, “Oii, wake up!”

“Uncle!” exciting Cheryl.

“Plak!”

Cheryl clapped Rico's hands, looking at him very sharply. Knife tub ready to tear anything in front of him.

“Yes! Yes, sorry Princess. So?” asked Rico despite chuckling lightly.

“So, he was hired by Reno to kill me.”

Rico nodded and almost shouted again. However Cheryl stood up quickly and swiftly covered Rico's mouth with her palm.

“Diem no?” firmly the girl.

Two fingers were raised by Rico while nodding. Of course he was shocked to hear it. No one would hurt her little lady.

“I continued, do not shout,” command Cheryl answered nod by Rico.

Rico seemed to be listening seriously. He won't interrupt her until Cheryl asks for his opinion.

“Last today. Thanks to Poltak, we were able to tap into his conversation. Jourrel terminated his contract with the Reno. And it turns out, when he retreated, his life was in exchange.” Cheryl ends the story. It was like a lump of flesh had gathered on his chest. Feel very tight when breathing.

From there Rico could pull the red thread. He drew his own conclusions. Staring at Cheryl and Jourrel alternately, the two of them both sacrificed for each other. Not even concerned with his own life. Really, he was moved to see them both.

“Voice recording should not be lost!” rico reminded me.

“Ah, jacket! Jourrel Jacket!” Cheryl panicked for a moment.

“In the jacket that was worn?” rico asked with a nod to the girl. “Oke, just wait here. Let's take Rain,” he grabbed the phone and asked Rainer to take care of it.

Rico bailed out of the room, talking to Rain for a moment. He also found Poltak who nodded respectfully to him.

After talking for a few minutes, Rico asked for the food that Poltak brought. “Buy change of clothes for miss. Shoes do not forget. Take Rain who knows her fashion better. Thank you for working to the maximum,” said Rico smiled thinly, barely visible.

Rico goes back in, asks Cheryl to eat right away. Because after the blood transfusion, he had not had time to get any intake.

“Eat first,” Rico command thrust paper bag in front of Cheryl.

“No laper, Uncle,” reject it.

“If you don't eat I report to Master!" threatening Rico pretended to type on his phone.

Of course the girl immediately panicked and grabbed the paper bag. His lips pursed cutely, switched to sitting on the sofa and forced his mouth to chew even though it felt bland.

As Rico took turns sitting in Jourrel's waiting chair, he observed the frail man lying down, long-goals.

“Uncle, don't glare at it!” cheryl was upset.

Rico just turned his head without turning his body. A wide smile rose on his lips.

Before long, Jourrel suddenly muttered softly, but his eyes were still tightly closed. "Chery! No no no! Cher, go! Go, it's dangerous!"

Rico was surprised, he immediately looked back at Jourrel. Observe it closely, bring the ear closer to hear the voice of Jourrel.

Connect~

Foot Note::

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