The Paid Men and the Mafia Girls
CHAPTER 75: REGRETS

Jourrel is handcuffed. There are still many SSG members who point guns at him.

None of them realized that there were two human figures hiding under the bushes. A couple who just married, instead of honeymoon to a beautiful place but instead must be faced with such a stressful situation.

“Ssttt! Don't make a sound!” lirih Tristan smothered his wife's mouth. Gita almost shouted when she saw Jourrel being led by people in SSG uniforms. Accompanied by a weapon that leads to Jourrel.

Tristan and Gita, just had a busy, tiring and lightning-fast day. So that they ignore anything for the smooth running of their goals. After finishing their sacred event, Tristan plans to contact Jourrel. Not through a mobile phone, but want to give a surprise in person.

But arriving in a small alley, Tristan frowned because so many luxury cars lined the side of the road. He pulled the car over, then took Gita down and walked by sneaking around. From a distance, Tristan and Gita could see armed men marching in front of Jourrel's house.

They hide behind tall weeds. Squatting holding hands. The frightened Gita clutched tightly onto her husband's hand.

“That's where your friend wants to take you?” gita asked in fear, as the group of luxury cars disappeared from view.

Tristan turned to look at Gita, without speaking anything, Tristan immediately moved up and rushed into the house. Can't answer his wife's question.

Gita even slightly equated the footsteps with the husband. I don't understand why her husband panicked like that.

“Mother!” exclaimed Tristan as his steps reached the living room.

The man circled his gaze, until there was a cry from a room not far from him.

“It looks like from this room,” point Gita at a door.

Tristan nodded, then opened the door of the room. Right, Mother Dina cried roaring on the bed. Both of his hands firmly gripped the bedsheet that became his bed.

The man immediately crouched down, bringing his body closer to Mother Dina's head. “Mother, mom is fine ‘right? They didn't hurt mom ‘kan?” tristan asked worriedly through the old woman's body.

“Tris ... Where is Jourrel? Mom heard there were a lot of people threatening her, pressuring her, she's okay ‘ right? Get him, son. I want to see it,” is fawning Mother Dina in between her tears.

Tristan confused what to answer, he turned to Gita who now brought a glass of water in her hand.

“Mother, drink first yes,” says Gita subdues her body.

Tristan intends to help her sit down, but one arm of Mother Dina denies, “Mom cannot sit, Son. Mother was hit by a light stroke, part of the mother's body can not be moved,” said the woman.

“Yes God, Mom. Sorry Tristan!” Tristan hugged the old woman while crying.

“It's okay, Son. Where is Jourrel? I want to apologize for keeping her quiet for two weeks. I'm just disappointed, I don't hate her at all. Please call Jourrel,” pinta Ibu Dina begging.

Tristan was crying more and more, his shoulders were shaking violently. Gita rubbed the man's back slowly, looking at him pityfully. Tristan recalled that night, the night that Jourrel told him to tell him all the secrets he had been keeping. He was sure, as long as Dina's mother silenced her, Jourrel had not told her.

“Bu, mom listen to me carefully. I know you must be disappointed and angry. But, Jourrel did all that for mommy's sake, in order to reclaim what belonged to her!” terang Tristan's.

“What do you mean?” ask Dina's mother.

Tristan let out a long sigh, he clasped Mom Dina's fingers and looked at her fixedly.

Tristan tells us everything Jourrel has ever said, from why he became a hitman, to when he went after Cheryl, almost to her, but also to save the girl, and to turn to protect her.

Until last, Tristan told how the men had brought Jourrel, who he himself did not know who they were and would take where.

Dina's mother was crying hysterically. Given that Jourrel was so sincere in taking care of him very well, even though he had kept his son quiet all this time. “Jourrel!” mother Dina's cry squeezed her chest.

“Mother, I'm calm. I'll try to find him. But I have to promise, I have to try to recover! We'll find him!” tristan Promise.

But Ibu Dina was still unable to calm down. She shed all her tears. Such a deep regret so stifled his chest.

All this time Jourrel tried hard for him, for his family. But what did he do? “Jourrel! Sorry mom!” exclaimed Mother Dina in tears.

Gita crouched down to be on par with her husband, “I called one of the sisters to take care of mom only huh. Pity him if left alone?” tanya Gita is directly embraced by Tristan.

Gita checked Dina's mother's pulse so quickly. Unfortunately, I did not bring any tools. “Let mom vent her emotions, who knows later can make her calmer,” said Gita then came out and asked one of the sisters to take care of Ms. Dina.

Tristan was on the floor. Cheryl managed to track down and rescue Jourrel. In a hurry he pulled out his phone and contacted the beautiful girl.

Connect~

Later there will be a flashback why om papa can know. Same, how is the marriage of Tristan and Gita. But. later yes.

Ayang 🥺