Beautiful Mafia Trapped in Classic Love

024. Love = Outside Logic

Everything against Dendi, really cannot be thought of by Sima as well as possible. Sima often has difficulty interacting but on the other hand he also feels happy even if only briefly with him.

“Dendi, do you have a girlfriend?” And without realizing the mouth is difficult to control.

“Eh?“ Dendi was shocked to hear it, hearing Sima ask so.

“Mana may have. As I always say, Mother. I prefer to focus on college while working,” said Dendi.

It's really thrilling, every word with a glowing face like an angel. Somehow Sima's heart felt taken away by him, his pure innocence like a child, his kindness without asking for anything in return. His independence. All the positive things Dendi as if he does not have the slightest negative things.

This was why Sima had such a hard time conversing lightly, she felt helpless with the sparkle.

“Oh, God. Protect me from this shining light!” sima turned the body.

“Mbak Sima?”

“Ya?” Sima answered while looking back and wiping the tears that had lined up earlier.

“Mbak Sima is okay?”

There was one thing that became the center of Sima's attention today. Subconsciously, Sima's fingers moved to get rid of Dendi's hair covering something under his right eye.

“I've never seen this. Even in the profile, not shown. Is it because it's too thin?” sima muttered.

“Mbak Sima?” Dendi became nervous, even her sitting position became tense because Sima felt the bottom of her eyes with her thumb.

“Then flies?”

“Eh, yes! It appears suddenly. At first I thought it was just a pimple or something, so—”

“Sweet too,” says Sima.

The situation was suddenly silent for a moment, Sima who had just realized what she said had turned her face away in shock.

'What did I just say? Pu-praise won't make him happy, you fool!' Inwardly, Sima cursed at himself.

Had thought that Dendi would have no effect on a compliment that is not suitable for a man, but it turns out he was wrong to suspect. As soon as Sima looked back at Dendi, she was again surprised.

Silent eyes with black-colored eyeballs were trying to stare towards the bottom side. So the more obvious it became, a speck of mole adorned under his right eye. As well as the red hue on his face showed the expression Dendi had long since Sima had expected from the start.

“Wire!”

Sima fell in an instant. He was unconscious once the heart-shaped arrow fiercely bombarded him.

“Mbak Sima!” Dendi became even more shocked because Sima suddenly lost consciousness and collapsed at the scene.

Doc! Doc!

Not long after, the sound of the door of Dendi's house was knocked quickly. He hurried to open it to find out who was visiting.

“Sorry to interrupt, is Miss Sima really in your home?” Which turned out to be a man dressed neatly all in black, he did not have a single hair.

“Sorry, who is it? If you can know?” ask Dendi who is afraid if this man is a person behaving badly, and has miscellaneous intentions towards Sima.

“It looks like you are very suspicious of me. But all right, those are the traits of a manly man. Introduce me is Gura,” said the man while giving him a helping hand.

Dendi shook her hand then said, “I Dendi.”

“Nona Sima Papuana is my employer. Please believe me, or you may follow me until Miss Sima returns home safely,”.

“Good then.” Gura smiled.

Dendi believed in this person because several times had met the view and at that time Gura was with Sima who had somehow talked about what.

Thus, Gura brought Sima who was unconscious. It was possible that Sima was having a beautiful dream, seeing her smile so funny.

“Pak, sorry. I forgot something.”

Shortly before his departure, Dendi gave him a lunch box containing sweet cakes.

“I forgot to give you this.” Dendi thrust it, but not long after that his expression turned moody.

“And the phone and then the wallet Mbak Sima still not found, but I hope you or Mbak Sima do not report this to the police because the culprit is a small child,” said Dendi gave a brief explanation.

“Yes, I understand. Thanks for understanding. Then I'll go,” said Gura nodding her head.

After all Gura and Sima would not be able to report it to the authorities while their identities are dark organizations that have ideologies that contradict each other.

“Cute guy. Is that your type now, Sima?” murmuring Gura with a witty.

***

Sima Papuana, a woman who has just broken up but fate does not make her give up on romance even though it has been forbidden by her own father. It is Dendi, who Sima's daily always filled with conflict is now turned into a sweet fruit.

How much he waited for his presence even he imagined if he could live life with a man as good as Dendi. As if already in a realm called Heaven, of course Sima would not waste it.

“Dendi.”

Repeatedly he called out his name when he was half conscious, many of his subordinates were confused to find Sima's attitude. Including the Father who was now close to him, with a chair leg that had recently been broken was in his hand. As if preparing to hit Sima.

“Nona Sima is fine. Not hurt, just his clothes changed. But I am sure that Miss Sima was not treated profanity by anyone else, Big Boss.”

“Yes, I know. What kind of ferocious woman lets a man carelessly touch her.”

“Then what is it for?” Gura asked about the leg of the chair that Sima's father was holding back then.

“I just wanted to hit him because he was off guard, and ended up kidnapped.” The eyes of the father showed that he would kill rather than just hit.

“ARGHHHH!!”

There was no wind or rain, Sima shouted with her voice out loud. Making all his subordinates at once Sima's own father surprised, their ears became deaf and ringing.

“Nona Sima? What's up?” Gura asked as he approached her to make sure that Sima was okay.

“All the men are trash!” sima said high-pitched, he seems to be emotional.

“Y-ya?” Gura was confused as to what to respond to.

While his father was happy, he abandoned his intention to hit Sima because of his words just now.

“True, Sima. No man suits you!” sahut the Father.

“Except Dendi,” Sima continued after he was fully aware.

“Hah?!” Sima's father went berserk again, now he again pulled all his words even the intention of hitting Sima was back up, but their subordinates were ready first to hold the Big Boss.

“There is no suitable man for me except the angel. Dendi, might be the man that suits me! Right 'can! Dad?” sima said back in flowers.