LOVE THE MAFIA: The Second Woman

SEBASTIAN

LOVE THE MAFIA 27

SEBASTIAN

"Where, Le?" anan asked when he saw William entering the room.

William, who has just arrived from the administration room to take care of Anan's return, is confused as to where to start. "Udah. Just pack us up," he broke.

He'll let Anan know for himself.

Anan nodded, not realizing there was anything strange about his best friend. He looked at the nightstand, seeing that his black wallet was still lying in the same place, not shifting at all.

"I'm not the one who paid off," said William finally, knowing the look on Anan's face that seemed less happy. He can guess what is now in the mind of his best friend.

"Huh? Meaning, how?" anan asked not to understand.

William who had just opened the backpack was about to insert a few pieces of Anan's clothes from inside the nightstand, immediately stopping his activity.

"So he wanted to be like that, Nan. But nyampe there said the administration has been paid off all."

Anan was further startled, his forehead shriveling. "What do you mean, anyway? Who paid for my hospital?"

As he remembered, other than William he did not have that seroyal friend. It's true Robby, Ginan and Algo are all good, but they always help within the limits of reasonableness.

"Dilunasin with your superiors," explained William as he continued his activities.

Anan. He certainly knew who William was referring to. It was definitely the chief director, Mark Sebastian. It's just that it makes him even more confused. Like his three other friends, Mark also often helped him. He several times provided assistance for additional medical expenses Anan. This time, however, it paid off. For the size of foreigners who were met as a leader and subordinate, then they were friendly, in Anan's eyes it was too excessive. Especially so far Mark is famous for his cold and indifferent figure.

It would have been different if it had been done by William, who clearly had family ties.

'Why is he suddenly this good?' Anan was a little suspicious. He said, people who are often at the threshold of death, their instincts are much more sensitive than others. He felt something was wrong with Mark's attitude lately. However, given Mark's kindness to her all this time, Anan tries to dismiss any bad thoughts.

'Maybe this time I'm overreacting.'

Seeing his best friend moody, William shook his head helplessly.

"Oh, don't think too much. Maybe he is having a lot of luck right now. Win a tender, for example? Keep the almsman."

"But, this is too much, you see, Le. I feel ...."

Bizarrely. Anan felt it was strange. He was just about to say those words when suddenly the voice of someone echoed before him.

"What's excessive, Nan?" cut off the magnetic sound.

The man who had just opened the door and accidentally heard the last sentence from Anan, looked at the two while frowning.

"Mark. You're here?" greet Anan, clumsy.

Mark smiled faintly, approached Anan and patted the young man's shoulder gently.

"Sorrys. You can just look at it when you want to go outside," he regretted.

Anan laughed awkwardly. "I'm fine, Mark. They were too much" he said, glancing at William who kept packing, pretending not to hear his words.

"Bule said, you paid for all my hospital expenses. Why?"

Mark chuckles. "Thank you. I was kind again" he said, with a little emphasis.

"In addition, some costs are also borne from the company. So, you don't have to be shy" he said wisely.

"Seriously, Mark?" Anan rounded his eyeballs. During this time the company only wants to bear a few percent of medical costs, according to the written contract. It's strange and surprising at the same time.

Mark responded to Anan's question with a faint smile.

"You're thinking too much, Nan. It's not good for your health."

Anan nodded. "You're right. Then, thank you."

"Mark," call William, who's getting used to it. " For now we can only thank you. But, if one day you need us, don't feel awkward."

"Don't thank me too much. One day I will definitely charge him, of course," he said firmly.

Both of them breathe. They think this step is much better. One day they can reply to Mark in another way. After all, continuously refusing would make their relationship even more awkward in the future.

"Have you finished packing?" He looked up, asking William.

William held up Anan's backpack, showing Mark the full object.

Mark nodded lightly. "All right, I'll drive you home."

The three men left the hospital together. Although not revealing each other, both Anan and William feel lucky to be reunited with a generous and wise figure like Mark.

Living in a big city with a sickly body, Anan can never survive with one job. He has changed places of work many times, because the big people outside the same think retaining people seems to only hinder and harm the company. However, Mark came like an angel. A year ago with open arms he accepted Anan and even put him in the field he was good at. Administrative staff.

But will that luck last long?

***

Mark drove his car at a moderate speed. His right hand is in control, while his left hand occasionally taps on the edge of the steering wheel, he looks doubtful. The man then chose to play radio waves, letting Arjuna's Love Triangle song break the silence.

Mark squeezed the steering wheel, the curiosity swayed his stance. He decided to start a conversation with William.

"What is your relationship right now, Le? I heard you were close to someone, "he asked carefully.

Mark is actually not the type of person who easily kepo and likes to interfere with the affairs of others. Only, this time he did feel he should know.

Anan who had just closed his eyes finally piqued. He was also curious about the final decision made by his best friend.

"Yes, Le. How was dinner yesterday? You haven't told me yet" he asked enthusiastically.

William pinched between his eyebrows, feeling helpless against the question from the two of them. He smiled, but this time his smile did not even reach his eyes.

"Okay" he answered briefly. He doesn't know how to describe his feelings.

"Keep, what's your decision?" ask Anan again.

William looked back for a moment.

"His father asked us to get engaged and get to know each other first."

That answer made Anan breathe a sigh of relief. "Good."

Mark frowned, his expression still looking calm.

"Looks, his father welcomed you well, yeah."

William unknowingly captures the envy tone of Mark's words. He thought, maybe it was because Mark had a little conflict with his in-laws. That is why her marriage was finally hidden.

"Yes. He's quite warm and wise" he said.

William really liked Karina's father. The attitude of the middle-aged man really made him feel at ease. In fact, he had subconsciously compared it to the figure of the father, even though it was only in the heart. Given the faint figure that had made him born into the world and abandoned him, it only made William feel very disappointed.

William closed his eyes, mocking himself. 'Maybe by this time he has lived happily.'

"It seems you've been very confident about this woman, Le."

William opened his eyes, looking at the man next to him. "Perhaps, because she's the only woman who's managed to make me feel comfortable after all this time."

Mark nodded lightly, then advised. "Only, you should be more careful. Don't misjudge people by their outward appearance alone. You will never know what the figure in it is like, if you put too much trust. And when you find out, it'll destroy you even more."

William frowned, this warning was not the first time he had heard.

"I've reminded him, too," said Anan.

William snorted, not understanding why the people around him seemed to be vehemently opposed to his relationship with Karina. In William's eyes, there was nothing wrong with his heart. Is that right, he's too blind?