Beautiful Mafia Trapped in Classic Love

053. Successive Unfortunes

“Why are you following me?”

“Dad wants to go abroad, right? At least I want to take Dad to the airport.”

Why did Sima follow Sukma? After remembering everything. That the fact is that he himself killed his beloved mother. Tragic events that never forget, just because of the problem of comparison of children and the way they educate are very different from each other.

In fact, it has resulted in a hellfire in the heart of Sima, a twin daughter who has lost her Mother and her twin Misa. If you think about the root of this problem, of course it is his father.

“Say what you want? Until dropping off to the airport all.”

Just thinking about it already made Sima annoyed. He wanted so badly to kill the man before him now, it sounded evil but the other side of the human heart would always think of doing so out of revenge.

“I just drove Dad just can't? Hey, Pops. Tell me, what exactly have I stolen?” ask Sima.

“After you speak strangely. It's there. After all, the thing you stole is not that important to me.”

Repot drove him to the airport when Sima just woke up from the fatal collision. Dendi who was with him was worried. He followed, but only stood far from behind them knowing there were some secret things that the two of them only wanted to talk about themselves. Without the presence of others.

“I don't want to upset you at all, Dad. I'm sorry I stole it, next time I won't.”

“Hm, that's good.”

“Ya.” Sima's eyeballs glanced to the left and right sides, sometimes down and had a head up. I don't know what he's doing, but maybe he's thinking about a lot of things right now.

“Now, go! I'll go too.”

Before turning around, Sukma had a glance at Dendi and then said loudly to convey something to Dendi.

“Hey, that boy over there! Just be careful if you do not take care of it properly,” said Sukma which means the threat has been embedded in Dendi's brain.

“Ba-good!” Dendi answered him with a little stammering. Stand up straight and have a serious face. Poor Dendi, he is closer to Sima who has a lot of problems.

“Boring farewell sentence,” muttered Sima then turned around. Left his father's leave to meet the scheduled departure.

In about half an hour the plane will take off. Sima chose to wait for a while on the chair while calming herself down for a moment.

“Dendi, what are you doing here? You shouldn't have come here.”

“I want Mbak Sima more calm because there is me here.”

“Oh, really? I'm thrilled. But you are pretty confident. Saying that I will calm down just because you are here,” Sima said as she propped her chin with one hand.

“Finally, every one of us looks for sure Sister Sima will smile. That's what I want,” said Dendi. Smile, she accidentally stuck her forehead.

Swapping points of view in close range may not make a bad feeling away easily but, if you do it for a while and the breath that can be felt will make fatigue disappear for a moment.

“Mbak Sima's. I don't know what really happened to the family. But, if you need something please just tell me then I will help you.”

“As you just said. I'll be happy when I'm with you. Thank you won't be enough for this, Dendi.” This was all Sima said, he shifted the worst problem for a while before it was all over.

“Yes, Sister Sima.”

“Other times don't call me Ma'am. I can't stand to hear it.”

Dendi brought her face closer, trying to understand what Sima's words meant just now.

“Don't get too close.” Sima slowly shifted her seat to the end. But Dendi followed.

“Sorry, Sister Sima. I'm still not used to calling a woman's name straight away. And, does Mba Sima not feel angry or upset?” ask Dendi.

“Because for sure now Sister Sima thinks I'm a bitch? And look to interfere?” thought Dendi.

“Stop that shit of yours. I never thought you were a bitch at all.”

It was time for the plane that Sukma had boarded to depart. But it seems Sima and Dendi preoccupation with talking until finally an hour passed. And it seems the weather is starting to get worse.

“Eh, the wind is big enough huh?”

“By the way Ma'am, how long have we been at the airport?”

Both of them know no time. Both in a confused state.

“The weather is deteriorating. This big enough wind is it hindering its journey?”

“If it inhibits it then means the plane will stop at a nearby airport?” thought Dendi.

“Ah, stop. Forgetit. There's no point thinking about Dad. She must be fine.” Despite saying this, but there is a sense of worry but also hope that not-no to his father.

Forgetting about the bad weather, the two of them had to leave immediately or the heavy rain would come later. They returned to ride a four-wheeled vehicle with Sima's subordinates who became his driver.

“You completely forgot my whereabouts huh?”

“I'm sorry. I completely forgot and I was not making out,” said Sima who tried to deny the reality.

“Ascending to you only. We'll leave.”

The wind was really very strong, and outside it started raining heavily. The sky was overcast, and it felt Sima had a bad feeling since then. I don't know why he thinks about himself.

“You've contacted Gura? How are the kids?” ask Sima to her subordinates.

“Oh, Miss. I'm driving and you're talking to me?”

“Already, just answer. I know you're good at driving while talking or closing your eyes,” Sima said.

“Senior Gura and the two children are at home now.”

“Oh, so.”

After a long journey while anticipating strong winds, suddenly the car driven by them stopped.

“What happened?” ask Sima a little panic.

“Mogok.” Short, solid and clear. The point is that this car can no longer move unless it is fixed in place.

“Takkan you just push him home. The shop is also far from the big road. How unfortunate our fate is,” complained Sima who felt the misfortune continued to come.

“Temple Miss Sima. I can solve this problem. But the difficult problem is both of you.”

“If you can take care of the car by yourself then I will leave this business to you. We will both stay for a while at the hotel opposite.”

“Ho-hotel?” Dendi was nervous when she heard the word hotel.

Sima smiled cunningly and then said to Dendi, “What do you imagine? It's not what we planned and you think it's a certain occasion?”

“Ma-where possible! I will not do anything,”, Dendi said formally while shaking her head.

“Alright Miss Sima. Hope you're okay until I pick you back up.”