Beautiful Mafia Trapped in Classic Love

059. The Uncovered Cover

The song of someone who sounded melodious had made Sima wake up from her deep sleep. For a moment he felt the calmness of heart, which he had once felt when with his mother.

“I—”

Realizing that he was somewhere else, Sima then turned in all directions, he looked at Dendi who was on his right and on the left there was Raka and Rani who seemed to be asleep.

Her tongue almost called out to the mother who is now gone. However, the sweet voice just now made him forget who he was. And the one who sings it is Dendi.

As far as the eye can see there is only a spacious courtyard, a green grassland with walls that seem that this room is in urban areas.

Sima was processing something in her mind for a moment. Trying to rethink himself.

“Sima is fine?” Dendy asked.

“Y-ya.” Sima answered him stammering.

Currently, he was sitting in a long chair with Dendi and these two children. One thing he knew, he had fallen unconscious due to pain in the head. This place is not a garden but a room.

“I am where?” ask Sima.

“You may be confused where this is, but be calm this is a place that will calm you down. We are still not out of the mall area, and this room is one of the quiet places at least for now.

“What happened to me? Have I troubled you?”

“No. Sima didn't bother me at all. It is precisely we all who have troubled you.”

“What did you say just now? Oh, ja. Did you sing last night?”

Dendi nodded then got up from her seat and said, “This is weird huh. The boys fell asleep while I was singing it but if Sima just woke up.”

“Your singing is good. I woke up in shock, Dendi.”

“So yeah? Thank goodness.”

Sima's days have passed with Dendi. As lovers, the romance between them may continue. Then, it takes a lot of time for Sima to recover the condition that often makes him a headache.

Two weeks have passed. There was no development Sima could know about Dendi. Dendi was just like that night. The night at the hotel.

“Sima, I want to close your eyes with this black cloth. Just for a moment, no problem, right?” ask Dendi.

“Yes, no problem. Do you intend to give me a surprise?”

“Wah, Sima guessed it right. How can I know?”

“How do I not know because I will know everyone will do the same as you when giving a surprise,“ Sima said.

“It's true too, yeah. Hehe.”

Walking without looking with Dendi led him slowly. Each footstep touches the ground indirectly with slightly thicker footwear.

Counting dozens of steps that almost touched hundreds. Sima stopped walking. This time Sima felt that Dendi was standing in front of him. After a while it faintly sounded the voice of someone who was not Dendi.

“Sima, walk a few steps. Watch out, there's a ladder in front.”

“Iya.”

Right after climbing a few steps, Sima walked straight until the sound of the door opening sounded. It seems Sima already knew that she was in the room.

“Please,” said Dendi.

The black cloth that covered his eyes was finally opened. How he was so surprised to see the sight before Sima's eyes, the beautiful, colorful scenery. The walls are decorated as well as some boxes containing pastries.

“It ...The dendi? This what? Why are you giving me this surprise?” Sima asked then confused by the surprise that Dendi gave.

“Eh? Seriously? What don't you know the color—”

“Without asking I know what color Sima likes from that cake shop. The walls are bright, pink. And the brown door impressed that the cake shop building was part of the cake itself.”

Dendi walked forward, picked up one of the boxes there and gave it to Sima.

“Because of that store I thought Sima would love this surprise,” said Dendi.

“Kue ..this is the first cake you made? Who has strawberry jam in the middle? Wow, I miss you!”

Sima laughed as she received the cake from him. Feeling nostalgic because their meeting at that time was really funny, remembering it to make Sima laugh.

“So, what do you want to talk about exactly?” sima asked shortly after calming down as she continued to laugh.

“What do you mean say like that, Sima?” ask Dendi.

“I just thought there were one or two words you were about to say to me. Like a farewell or something,” Sima thought.

“You still think about it? I really can't believe that Sima would be this pessimistic,” said Dendi.

“You angry?”

“Of course I'm angry! I'll be mad because Sima always acts like I can't stand it and leaves you. I would probably do it,” said Dendi.

“So 'do? Well, I'm happy. Dendi, you're the only one who can calm me down. I feel safe but also nervous. Then I feel you're hiding something from me.”

Dendi sighed for a moment, she then sat down on a chair that was near a long shelf. There was no uneasiness but the glare of those sharp eyes was on Sima who was currently standing nearby.

“Are you sure it doesn't matter if I say it now?”

“Why should ask.”

“Then do you remember a few decades ago? When you were a kid.”

Sima was surprised. He was silent with wide eyes.

“Hey, what do you mean?”

When asked, Dendi pointed at the inside of her mouth that was wide open.

“Kue,” said.

“We are talking seriously now. I'm sure you already know. Den—”

“Kue,” said Dendi who deliberately cut his sentence. “Boat me, this will be the most beautiful memories I've wanted for a long time.”

“Then I'll tell you everything you didn't know until now too,” added Dendi.

“It turns out that something is wrong with you or maybe you are not Dendi?” think Sima. He then stood right in Dendi's hopes.

“Don't think that I'm someone's twin. I'm basically me, Sima. No, could it be that I should have called you Boss Sima?”

Upset, Sima then fed some of the pastries directly into his mouth at once. It could be said that Sima's emotions were running because the figure of the man before him was completely different from what he usually was.

“A-a ..what... Uhuk!” As a result, Dendi choked and regurgitated the pastry that almost forced into his throat.

“Sima!” his shout called out the woman's name, while holding her hand which was now still holding one cookie.

“What's up? You said I should bribe you? Why even spit out? Well, let's eat now!” His emotions were completely unstable, this was Sima demon mode, no, it was Sima Boss who was now dealing with Dendi.