The Paid Men and the Mafia Girls
CHAPTER 63: NOT ACCIDENTALLY

Cheryl put the food on the table. He walked a long distance and almost ran towards Jourrel's bed.

Sweat drenched the entire face of Jourrel. Even the patient clothes that were worn looked wet. The man's forehead puckered deeply, his lips constantly rummaging.

“Cher! Cheryl, go! Please leave me. Go!” racau Jourrel moved her head left and right, but her eyes were still tight.

Both of Jourrel's hands were grasping very strongly. Cheryl tries to open, then unites with her palm. And immediately welcomed a strong grip.

“Uncle,” says Cheryl worried. His heart is throbbing pain. The other hand wipes away Jourrel's sweat.

Rico was shocked too. He immediately pressed the emergency button that was not far from the bed. Because Jourrel kept talking nonstop. Ask Cheryl to stay away.

Not long before the medics arrived. Checking the Jourrel condition. Cheryl's hands are still tightly connected to Jourrel. Because it's hard to let go.

After checking the whole, the doctor turned the body to face Cheryl. A warm smile appeared on the lips of the woman in a white coat. “It's okay. This is the effect of anesthesia or total anesthesia. One of them is delirious. It will disappear by itself. It's not dangerous. Hopefully quickly aware yes,” explained the doctor after checking.

Both of Cheryl's shoulders that had stiffened now began to decay. Her breathing returned to normal after hearing the doctor's explanation. “Thank God,” murmured Cheryl sat her body.

His fingers rubbed the back of Jourrel's hand gently. “I'm fine. Cepet wake up yes,” said Cheryl softly.

Tired of being whacked all over Cheryl's body made her sleep on the edge of Jourrel's bed. Rico just shook his head slowly to see his non-human behavior. Never before has Cheryl acted that way to a man other than family.

One thing Rico worries about, Tiger's response and actions on the man close to his daughter. Tiger has always kept Cheryl's company tight. And Jourrel was the first foreign man this close to Cheryl.

“May you be heartened,” murmured Rico stretched out both hands that were quite tired as well. Not rested after the long journey.

Looking at Cheryl's already well-ordered breath, Rico intended to move the girl's body onto the sofa. To be more comfortable sleeping.

Slowly remove the link of his hand, then hold Cheryl ala brydal style, lay it on the sofa very carefully.

Rico also straightened Cheryl's legs. He again straightened his back, while removing the buttons of the suit. Afterwards wrap Cheryl's body with the suit. “May happiness continue to be with you little lady,” said Rico slowly brushing the hair blocking her pretty face. A girl he sees as his own son.

Rico sat himself on another sofa. Although tired of struggling in his body, drowsiness does not also say hello.

The knock on the door made Rico move. Poltak has brought Cheryl's full outfit. He would rather go home and ask Auntie to prepare it than have to shop.

“Thank you, Pol!” rico said after receiving a paper bag containing Cheryl's clothes.

“Sama-sama, Sir. Can anyone help again?” ask the man politely.

“While this is, no. Oh yeah, don't report anything to sir. Let Cheryl herself do the talking,” said the man came back in after getting an answer from Poltak.

Rico sat back comfortably, his fingers moving on the phone screen to hear from Rainer. Not long after, they connected.

"Where? Have you saved the tape?" ask Rico.

"Well, what does this mean? Cheryl's in danger?" Rainer asked back.

"Ah, okay, Dad. I'm afraid Cheryl is okay. I could end up with my mom and dad. Just relax, Dad. Everything's settled! I've secured it."

"good. Rest up. Let Axel know that Cheryl's with me. Let him not worry" Rico concluded.

"Good, Dad!"

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On the other hand, there was a night visit from a doctor in Dina's room. It's late enough that Dina's mother just got a turn.

When the door opened, the doctor and two nurses behind him were surprised to see a man sleeping haphazardly in the room that was blocked by Mother Dina's room. Both of his legs were raised high on the wall. His arms partially covered his face.

The doctor walks to the patient's bed, performs routine examinations. After discussing with the nurse to change the progress, the doctor turned to the next room, about to wake Tristan up to inform her of Dina's condition.

“Master! Excuse me!” call the young doctor.

Not seeing any movement, the doctor patted Tristan's arm slowly. “Master!” call again.

Unintentionally, Tristan pulled over and blocked the doctor's arm and even twisted it until the doctor screamed in pain.

“Aaarrrghh!” pain screams.

“Doctor?!” call two surprised nurses while still fixing the infusion hose. Because they just changed. They almost run out if they arrive late.

Hearing the female scream, Tristan opened her eyes and sat up quickly. Aware when he saw her hand, Tristan let go of her hand in a hurry.

“Waduh, sorry, Doc!” tristan raised both his hands.

“Doctor what's wrong?” A nurse approached.

“Sorry, accidentally.” Tristan swallowed his saliva, imagining how terrible the doctor's arm was.

The graceful young doctor moved his arms, throwing a sharp glare at the man before him. The one who was stared at smiled stiffly while scratching his head, feeling guilty.

“Sorry, Doc. I really accidentally,,” re-Tristan again. His face was full of guilt.

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