Let Me Remove Your Wounds, Mr. Mafia.

I'm Where?

"Where am I?" dion asked, his eyes widened perfectly. When he saw that he was not in his own room. Both eyes began to move around. Seeing surrounding. The room looks very foreign. It was so small, and the room looked very stuffy to him. He is not used to this life. Dion was born rich. 

Dion knitted his two eyebrows. He sat up, with his right hand holding his head which felt very heavy. And, a little dizzy. The rest of the alcohol yesterday made his head still feel very dizzy. 

Dion hissing softly. He scrunched his eyes. Feeling the pain of his head that almost made him fall again. 

"Who brought me here?" ask Dion. On himself. 

Dion tried to get out of bed immediately. Both eyes still traced every corner of the room. There's no one there. There is only himself. Dion immediately stepped out of the room. He pulled his legs which felt very heavy for walking. Even his head still hurts. 

"What are you doing?" ask Bella. Dion's steps stopped. When he heard a woman's voice. His eyeballs are up. Think who that woman is. Why is she in a woman's house? Did he bring her here. 

Dion tried to recall what happened at the bar last night. He moved his head slowly. Both of his eyes closed. The more he remembered the incident. His head was getting dizzy. Dion only remembered that there was a woman sitting with him yesterday. And, he tried to tease her. 

Dion breathed. He turned his body. Raise his head slowly. The two eyes began to focus on the woman in front of him. Dion squinted his eyes. She's not that woman, why is she here? Why there are women he does not know. 

"Who are you?" ask Dion.

Bella smiled thinly. He glanced back. See Amera who is still in the bathroom. Then Bella looked back at Dion. "Me, Bella. Yesterday my friend brought you here" said Bella. 

"Your friend?" ask Dion. "Who is he?" continued. 

"Amera" replied Bella. 

"Amera?" Dion tried to squeeze his brain back. To think who Amera is. Was she a woman last night? He didn't even know what the woman's name was. He also doesn't want to know who he is. That's none of his business. 

"Ameras? Did he tease me yesterday?" ask Dion again.

"Yes," saut Amera. He just came out of the bathroom. Smiling knotily, walking with slow steps approaching Dion. 

Dion snorted in annoyance. The two eyes stared intently at Amera.

"What do you really want. Why did you bring me here. This little house." annoyed Dion. 

"Why indeed?" ask Amera. Pulling both his eyebrows up simultaneously. 

"You were drunk yesterday. I don't know which house you are. Anyway, if me and Alex go to your house. It's the same as me looking to die. What if your family thinks I made you like this," explained Amera slightly raised her voice. 

Dion was silent for a moment. He was not aware of his status. It's true what the woman said. Dion who felt a little guilty blamed him. He bowed down, without daring to get Amera. 

"Yes, I'm hungry now." Dion rubbed his stomach which felt very hungry. 

Dion walked closer to Amera. Both of his eyes narrowed when he saw what was in front of him. "This what?" ask Dion. He's never eaten noodles before. Even his family who never let him eat instant noodles. Dion's family has always lived a healthy life. 

"It's noodles, my daily food with Bella. You've never eaten?" ask Amera. 

Dion shook his head. He was curious about the taste. He sat on the floor. Just like Bella who sat down first. He even ate first. Regardless Amera and Dion are still talking to each other. 

"Is this delicious?" ask Dion. 

"Try it, if you don't like it. I'll buy you some food outside" Amera said. 

Doubtfully. Dion tried to eat the instant noodles that were in front of him. He raised his hand, ate with a fork, and slowly began to enter his mouth. Instantly both eyes were perfectly widened. How could it, it paid off nicely. Dion's never eaten this. Not knowing the original taste turned out to make his tongue feel like eating again. 

Dion is starving. He eats so like. Making Bella and Amera look at each other. Then he looked back at Dion. Amera swallowed her hard-earned saliva. He shook his head. When he saw Dion eating so voraciously like people had never eaten before.  

**

In a very large room. Nan, minimal light. A middle-aged man was sitting on a chair with classic carvings in the buffer section. He smokes the cigarette in his hand. A face full of ambition. 

"Boss, sir hasn't come home yet" said a guard. 

"Where's he?" asked Delmon, middle-aged man. A highly respected mob leader across town. Even his name has spread abroad. But, no one knew the figure of Delmon before. They only know his name, Delmon prefers to work from behind the scenes. He did not like to jump directly into handling his enemies. 

"Yesterday he went to the nightclub" replied bodyguard Delmon. 

"As planned" said Lirih Delmon. The bodyguard frowned hearing what Delmon said. 

"As per what plan, sir?" ask bodyguard. 

"You were looking for a woman yesterday. And, immediately bring him to face me. I want to talk to him" Delmon said. 

"Good, master!" 

"Come do it now. But wait if Dion comes home. You ask the woman to come to this house immediately. Show her. Where am I," pinta Delmon. He pulled the corner of his lips. A plan that was arranged very neatly by him had already managed to get him. Now, his son was close to the woman. Unexpected by him. The plan was so quick. 

"I'm sorry to go out, sir!" bodyguard Delmon. He immediately took his foot out of the room. Several other bodyguards stood behind Delmon. No one dared to interfere.  If that's not his job. 

Now, I have to make another plan. I will make them something profitable. I don't care who Amera is? What purpose? What matters now. Marriage in 1 week cannot be broken. Can be withdrawn but cannot be cancelled. Because everyone was invited by him. 

Is that marriage going to happen? Does Dion want to marry Amera according to his wishes?