The Paid Men and the Mafia Girls
CHAPTER 28: SINCERITY OF HEART

Debuman's door rang out in Jourrel's ear, which meant Tristan got off his car. The man half ran around the car until he stood right behind Jourrel.

His arms stretched out and gripped firmly on one of Jourrel's shoulders, forcing him to face her. Two men of that age face each other. With equally strong eye links.

"Why didn't you ever tell me that, huh? Lo angep me what? Why are you pendem all alone?" furious Tristan with reddened eyes. His fist continued to give a fist on Jourrel's arm that was only resigned and lowered.

Tristan gripped one of Jourrel's shoulders very firmly. Then pull him into the arms. It was as if he felt the burden that was afflicting his friend.

He patted Jourrel's sturdy back, "Lo is so strong, Man! It's like sharing to me! What if you have anything?" Tristan's voice began to tremble. Throat's choked.

During their years together, Jourrel only said he had been robbed and his father died in the tragedy. The rest were silent, not telling any deeper.

Clear threads began to fall on both of his cheeks. Tristan hugged her fragile best friend. He was so empathetic to the problems that befell the friend.

While Jourrel was moved by Tristan's response. He had prepared his heart for whatever the consequences were. Eyes glazed. Slowly Jourrel returned Tristan's sincerity.

Tears do not always indicate they are weak. It's just being himself. Not just pretending. Even from there it was clear their sincerity.

"We need to get to the hospital. Look at Cheryl's condition" Jourrel warned.

Too late in Jourrel's grief, Tristan forgets Cheryl. He immediately stretched out a hug. "Cheryl!" tristan ran into the car. Jourrel was still unmoved as he let out a long breath.

Instantly made Tristan delude, "Hunting! Why are you becoming that cake statue!" tristan spray starts the car engine, preparing to drive it.

After some time cringing and turning his mind around, Jourrel ventured to come along. Actually, he's not ready to meet Cheryl yet.

The car is traveling at high speed. "Sorry, Tan. Actually, Cheryl's car I sabotaged. If he reaches a speed of 300 km/h, the brakes will not be able to function. I did it when you weren't in the workshop!" I'm Jourrel swallowing his saliva heavily.

Tristan let out a heavy sigh, "What matters is that you've also saved him. Thankfully it was not too late. One second late, maybe I'll kill you!" cetus Tristan is focused on driving his car.

Jourrel simply responded with a wry smile. Yeah, and if he's really late, his regret might be a lifetime. There was no sound anymore during the trip, only the roar of the car engine dominated.

"How's Cheryl doing?" tristan asked with a breath of breath. So did Jourrel who followed behind him. All eyes stared intently at Jourrel. They look so angry, because they think they have harmed the queen.

Tristan who felt the air of hostility immediately melted the atmosphere. "Wait on! There's actually a misunderstanding. Jourrell did that because he had to. Cheryl's car hasn't been completely right. He knew because it helped me!" he said he protected Jourrel from the cruel faces of his clubmates.

Actually, Tristan's chest is beating really great. Because he was afraid, they all attacked Jourrel. Therefore, he made a reasonable excuse.

"Your tumben-tumben work is not really?" yell at one of them.

"Yes! How reckless you're jeopardizing Cheryl's life!"

"Lo if there's a problem don't hold the machine, bro. Life stakes!"

"Just this time, you're as reckless as that, Tris!"

Blasphemy continues to rain down on Tristan. Like a shield that protects his best friend, he is willing to get a lot of scorn from his colleagues.

"Sorry for our negligence. I also have not confirmed that the car is not OK, it has been brought to practice. I hope there are no serious injuries." Now Jourrel spoke up.

The two friends protect each other. Tristan and Jourrel turned their heads together until they met each other. Then nod slowly at the same time.

"The doctor said, Cheryl was in severe shock Lo knew for herself that she had never had an accident in the arena." Now one of them spoke in a slightly low tone. Not emotions like that.

"I'll be in charge" Jourrel said, making everyone turn to him.

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