Beautiful Mafia Trapped in Classic Love

Beautiful Mafia Trapped in Classic Love
054. What is love?



“Nona Sima, I brought some clothes that had been prepared before. Please bring this bag.”


“Ya, thank you.”


It's been a strong wind, a heavy rain anyway. Then the iron horse broke down in the middle of the road. It's totally beyond belief. However, thinking about the weather that worsened after a few hours, Sima himself did not expect that chatting with Dendi had spent a lot of time.


“I should have noticed time.”


“I should be too, Ma'am. Sorry, but at that time we were out of the airport but still busy chatting.”


“Not your fault, Dendi.”


Because of all the things that have happened, Sima and Dendi have to stay while in the opposite hotel.


In front of the receptionist.


“What? One room left?!” Sima unconsciously shouted.


“Yes, forgive me. Due to bad weather, everyone especially tourists decided to stay at the hotel.”


“Ah, okay. Fine.”


One room, which is totally unexpected. What a hokinya Sima, who is good at acting as if he did not expect this to happen. A woman should not like one room with a man but another story that Sima, especially the man he likes.


“How is Dendi? No problem, right?” ask Sima with melas face.


“If Mbak Sima doesn't mind it then it doesn't matter.”


“Good.” Sima's face looks ordinary in plain sight but original in the mind. 'Yeah!' The scream of happiness made Sima's heart stir.


Arriving in the room they had booked.


“I'll sleep on that long couch alone huh, Ma'am. That way will not interfere with the privacy of Mbak.”


“Eh, are you sure? I'm afraid you'll get cold later, so it doesn't matter to me if you want to sleep in one bed with me,” Sima said offering her the real forcing.


“But Mbak ..”


“Not a problem for me. Anyway Dendi is a nice guy, so I trust.”


“Alright, Ma'am Sima.”


“Before resting. We should shower with warm water. This is a very luxurious hotel, so there is no need to hesitate. Well, you take a shower first,” Sima said as she handed her white towel.


Dendi hesitantly accepted it. He was nervous as he tried to calm the wild thoughts that had crossed his mind.


“I-Yes Mbak.”


After Dendi went into the bathroom. Sima sat on the edge of the bed while taking off her clothes. Just by using a tank top, look at him who is so confident when there is a man in the same room with him.


“This shirt is stifling. Who brought this outfit anyway?” gerutu Sima's.


Injury to his head has not recovered, Sima still doubts whether he should take a shower in the middle of this weather. But his body was slightly wet from the rain and sweat. It makes it feel sticky.


“I prefer clothes that are open yet wide. It feels comfortable to wear.”


The bathroom door that was at the very corner of the room opened, it seemed that Dendi had finished her affairs there. Sima glanced at him with a smile while Dendi was only surprised then closed the door again.


“Eh? Why?”


Feeling strange about what happened, Sima approached him.


“Dendi, do you need anything? Ah, hold on a second. You need a change of clothes too? Wait a minute,” said Sima who then he was in a hurry to get clothes for Dendi.


“Wait, Sister Sima!” yelled Dendi from inside there.


“What's up, Dendi?”


A minute later he realized, the reason for Dendi's strange attitude after opening the bathroom door because Sima's body was too exposed.


“Sorry, Dendi. I don't think it's a problem. Well, as long as it doesn't assort.”


As Sima gave her a makeshift change of clothes, she said, “Are you not used to it?”


“Of course not, Ma'am! A real man will never see a woman who dresses open like that.”


“But outside many loh?”


Sima always thought it was a natural thing but actually he also intended to tease Dendi.


Then Dendi came out. He draped a towel on Sima to cover the open part on the side.


“Today the weather is windy and it is raining heavily. It will be cold soon. Even though it uses warm water.”


“Dendi, you ..”


The situation suddenly became awkward. More precisely after cleaning their bodies. Both of them sat on the edge of the bed staring down.


'Why is this so?' sima thought in his mind.


'How's this? This is the first time I've shared a bed with a woman. How's this?' batin Dendi not karena.


Both do not know what to do. They could only sit idle until one of them would speak.


“Anu ...,” But they actually spoke up simultaneously.


“Mbak first.”


“No, you're Dendi.”


In the end, they stared at each other in silence. Little by little the awkward feeling is getting stuck. But after looking at the night sky behind the window, the awkward feeling faded as time went on.


“Bad weather still looks there is a star. Unlike usual,” Sima said as he looked at the sky behind a nearby window.


“Yes, like Mbak Sima.”


“Eh? Why me?” Sima turned his head, looking at Dendi in surprise.


Dendi gave a smiling glance at the sky then turned her gaze to the city below, which had at least a star-like glow in space.


Closer his lips directly to Sima's earlobe. Dendi whispered softly, “Although the problems that Miss Sima had overlapped, but her sweet smile was still there.”


“A-a-what are you suddenly talking about? It's not usually that you're fighting like ..” Sima keep away from Dendi. He shuddered right after hearing that indirect seduction.


“Dendi.” Once again Sima called but with a troubled heart. Because he was confused when he saw Dendi's changed expression.


It was not usual for Sima to find Dendi like this. Thin smile on his back and beads of eyes that seem to narrow as if pulling his gaze. It looks like it is not usual, but in addition Sima is also confused.


“If I'm being frank, I'm actually very in love with Miss Sima. Really am. That's why every time I see you, I always lose control and stuff.”


All of his words were real. Sima who heard it felt so. And I don't know why it made him think of Dendi's past words.


“You used to ask me this, "Do I have to give up my soul and body to repay you?", or something like that, and then I thought maybe you misunderstood something.”


“Not.” Dendi denied what Sima just said. He shook his head and said, “What I said, I didn't ask. That's what I mean actually.”


“Not usually you—”


This time not only trying to get close, Dendi grabbed onto Sima's two arms and made Sima keep looking at her closer.


“I fell in love. And the cause is Sima!”