Beautiful Mafia Trapped in Classic Love

Beautiful Mafia Trapped in Classic Love
023. The Overcomplicated



“Mbak Sima is calm! Relax for a moment!” Then Dendi silenced Sima's mouth with a piece of cake. Sima became silent and looked at Dendi with mixed feelings.


“Don't be too angry. We'll look for them together, okay? Well, now it would be better if Mbak just rest. Did Mbak forget that before Mbak's head hit?” dendi said while pointing at the back of his head.


“What the hell? This guy's totally unpredictable, yeah. Masa' entered the cake so?” inner Sima.


Even though Sima said so inwardly, but the cake he still ate greedily. It feels evenly distributed to the entire surface of the tongue, Sima was shocked.


“Why did you save me?” sima asked while sitting opposite to him.


“Why? Does that have to be? Since there's someone who needs help already I should have helped him, right?” chirp Dendi with a smile. “Especially if it is Mbak Sima,” he added while looking at Sima gently.


The deg! Sima's heart felt pierced by a huge spear. His heartbeat sounded loud and at once Dendi's perfectly innocent gaze teased him.


Very glare!


“A-Ah, yes. Yes, I am too, I am just like you. But it's in your house ..either why it feels ..” Sima said in a low voice while throwing away her blushing face.


And Dendi who saw Sima's strange reaction, she put away Sima's hand that covered her face. They were shocked when they looked at each other at close range.


Both of them remained silent for some time.


“Sorry!” shouted Dendi, with that panicked face he retreated.


“Sorry before I touched the body of Miss Sima to be brought here. I do know where the house of Sister Sima but because it is far away, so I go to my house,” he explained some things so as not to be suspected more deeply.


“You feel guilty for what I said. I'm sorry, Dendi. Since I'm a woman, I'm a little ..” Slowly the speech turned into a murmur. Sima's face turned gloomy instantly as she recalled the past her twin sister had experienced back then.


“I know. The woman could not be touched. Moreover, we are both just acquaintances. I should have apologized. I'm sorry Ma'am,” said Dendi felt guilty.


Sima thinks it's possible that his fall on the border between Blocks D and E will be exploited by some brash people. In this metropolis is not always safe, because the dappled nose is everywhere and it is difficult to stop.


Sima was scared and did not know what to do. Although at first he might beat them up, but what is his fate if it has been tainted?


It cannot be erased, it will forever imprint on memory, body and soul itself. All that remains is an overwhelming fear.


“Mbak Sima?” call Dendi while waving a palm before her face.


Sima looked dreamy, and after that he was surprised then once again threw his face from before Dendi.


Sima muttered, “If that's you're also okay.” Suddenly, this sentence just came out. Sima's mouth is rough but never thought it turns out Sima is an aggressive woman?


“Eh, what?” dendi asked not to understand.


“Huh, stop. Than we apologize to each other. Then it would be better if I thanked you for bringing me here. I'm lucky,” Sima said with a happy smile.


“Good. How about the cake? Is it good?” Dendi was very enthusiastic when discussing the cake that Sima had just eaten.


Dendi. “Really! I try hard to fix every meal I make and I will make it the perfect thing.”


“Looks like you're so excited, Dendi. No I thought I would get a chef as good and as passionate as you,” Sima said in praise.


“Thank you for the compliment, Madam! I will be more excited if Madam likes it,” said Dendi with a burning spirit.


“Oh yes before I want to ask. Why did the kid take Sima's wallet? Is he an orphan?” tanya Dendi switched the conversation suddenly.


“I don't know.” Sima shook his head. “She suddenly just took my wallet. His hands are very see, because it is done in one try. Maybe already experienced,” thought Sima.


“What will Mbak Sima report to the authorities? If yes, please do not. There are a lot of kids in Block E who are starving without families, they can only do that,” Dendi said. Hoping that Sima wouldn't report it.


“I could have done that.”


“Do not! Please no! The child must have suffered, Ma'am.”


“Yes, I know. But you don't have to steal, do you? If he asks, I will give it to him directly. Even I am ready if I need to live it like a brother,” Sima said easily. Put that thing aside.


“Mbak Sima shouldn't think so. There may be some children asking but we will not know what the child previously experienced after begging others out there.”


“What do you mean?” ask Sima.


“If the child steals, there must be a bad incident when he once tried to beg others around them,” said Dendi with a face full of anxiety.


“You mean I have to give up my wallet and phone for now, do you?” suhut Sima with a little annoyance.


“Really! If there is a wallet that may be valuable from a pile of money, Mba Sima's phone is also the same. But we can find it by tracking Sima's cell phone, right? But if Mbak Sima intends to report, then what happened to the children?”


His safety is not guaranteed, Sima knows that. Sima let out a long breath. The sympathy that Dendi had for the child, somehow Sima felt envious.


“Dendi ..have you always worried about everyone?” Tempted and revealed by Sima what had been the question so far to Dendi.


Sima never believed in such an angelic nature. Not real, illusory or just keeping a face and a good name, that's what Sima thinks of Dendi.


“Of course! Like when I was worried about Sima, I was also worried about others who needed help or were in trouble for something,” replied Dendi in a loud voice.


What was Sima thinking all along? It turned out that the heartbeat he felt and could be heard right now was misunderstanding something. The nature of Dendi is really very good, not only for him. Except for others too.


Sometimes Dendi's kindness makes Sima misunderstand and misbehave. For a moment he thought if there was a man as good as Dendi to accompany him then he would turn in a better direction. I wish his soul mate had been him all along.


Her heart ached when she realized that this kindness was not a special feeling to her. Yes, this is a misunderstanding.


“Stupidly I once thought that he also liked me just because we met each other all the time,” inner Sima with a poignant heart.