Mafia Hunters

Zidane's Visit

Inevitably Brother Brian gave up the task of making instant coffee warm on my visit. He went from the kitchen to Zidane and sat in the television room. They sat on the same couch, but far apart.

"Is your walk pleasant?" ask Zidane to Brian.

Although the distance between the television room and the kitchen was quite far, I could still hear their conversation clearly.

"You think I went all the way there just for a walk?" Brian asked Zidane.

"I think so!" Zidane said.

It seems Zidane does not want to lose the argument with Brother Brian.

"Whatever, what are you thinking!

"But I'm going to Europe there's an urgent need, which I can't tell you!

"Then what made you visit me so early?" ask Brian to Zidane.

The language used by Brother Brian when talking to Zidane is very relaxed, it turns out not a mere joke if they are very close from small.

"Why? Do I have to have a certain time, to visit my sister?!" Zidane said.

I saw Brian's expression of disdain and disappointment at the same time, when Zidane said "my brother".

Were they fighting, of course Zidane must have checked the files I gave him.

Zidane must have been furious, because the traitor in his family was his best friend.

I drove the two cups of coffee I made to the television room, I served each one to both of them. Then I went back to my room to get my handbag.

"How can a lowly man like me be your brother Zidane Arkana?!" ask Brian, brother,

"Because I call you my brother! Long time ago!

"Even now I still consider you my brother!

"But if you don't want me to call you brother again, it's up to you!" Zidane said.

I heard the sound of someone moving out of his seat, followed by more and more missing footsteps.

Has Zidane left already ???

I came out of Brother Brian's room, he was still sitting in the same position as when I was serving coffee. But he seemed to think of something.

Zidane was not there, the two cups of coffee I served them seemed to be untouched at all.

"Son't I go home?" my many.

Brother Brian looked at me with annoyed eyes, but immediately turned sad.

"Want you to take me?" ask her with a voice that looks like hoarse.

"No, I'll bring my own car!" I replied trying as easy as I could.

I got out of the house immediately, approached my car parked outside the fence from the fence.

My body flinched as my eyes saw Zidane leaning sweetly on the back cab of my BMW.

Without a word I clap my chest with my hands hard.

Fortunately I had a very strong heart, otherwise I might have fainted from earlier.

The man looked back at me with his cold eyes, fortunately just a glance so I could not freeze.

"Let me drive!" Zidane said.

"Don't you bring a car?" my many.

"I told Boby to go home first!" Zidane said.

"But you can...!"

Without many more words Zidane mediated me and took the keys to my car that I had already grasped. He went straight in and sat down on the chair later, while I could only give up on his decision.

It's nothing I'm just worried he's doing things out of his mind. Because I'm sure he must have misunderstood me.

I emerged from the room of the one who betrayed him, what other reason can I make as an alibi.

I've been cornered in a corner and almost stabbed. I should be worried even if it's just one move from this guy.

I just kept a thousand languages in the car, and installed a bigger alert radar. While Zidane seems unlikely to fight, because he seems very focused on driving.

"Did you get anything?" zidane asked, suddenly stopping my car on the side of the road.

"Do I have to get something out of him these nights?" stupidly I asked him back.

Zidane turned his body to face me and reflexively I turned my body towards him without knowing he would turn towards me.

What the hell am I doing?

Do I want to die?!

What I was reading from his eyes, deep worry about me or my choices.

"Don't go there again then!" she said, I clearly saw her face becoming nervous and her voice was trembling.

"Good, Sir!" I replied, I also retreated back to my original position.

Zidane's hand was seen squeezing the steering wheel violently and starting my car again.

When he got to his garage, Zidane went straight into his house without giving me the keys back.

I can't do anything either, there's no way I can bring my car keys to him. It's almost morning and I'll be hitching a ride in his car, if I leave for work tomorrow

I walked casually to the house I occupied, I went straight in and lay down on my bed.

Did Zidane go to Brother Brian's place just to say hello???

I have never seen Brother Brian and Zidane talk familiar but if indeed they have a good relationship, the conversation I heard at Brian's house was jangal.

Do they know each other's plans?

Will there be a major war in Arkana Group?!

I saw my ponswl because there were some incoming messages, who else if not a message from Brother Brian.

Have you arrived

You're not hurt

Jane answered me

Jane should I go to Mr. Zidane's house now

Jane please answer me, I'm so worried

I typed and answered Brian's message.

I'm fine, brother don't have to worry. I told Zidane we were dating.

I lied to have a reason to go deeper into Brian's personal life that I had avoided.

What did he say

He said it was none of his business.

I'm sleepy, I have to wake up tomorrow morning. I slept first.

Sleep well, dream of our date too....

I thought about the room at Brian's house again.

I had to go to a psychiatrist and make my memory of that night clear. Because I only remember the pain so I was so scared up until now. And it seems I forgot some real events.

Is it true that my assault 14 years ago had anything to do with Brother Brian, or was it just a coincidence.

That day I went through my usual morning activities as Secretary Zidane Arkana.

I read out Zidane's schedule which was quite busy until the night.

"Today I asked for permission to go to the hospital!" I said after finishing reading Zidane's schedule.

"You sick?" tanyakanya.

"No, I'm just going to a therapist for hypnotic therapy!"

"Are you depressed?"

"I'm just trying to remember an event, one I've experienced in the past!" I said.

"Go to the hospital, whenever you want!" said mr Zidane.

"I have an appointment this afternoon!" I said.

Zidane nodded in understanding

"Did I bother you last night with Brian?" tanyakanya.

"No, Sir!"

"You look annoyed at me!"

"Do you suspect me?"

"I never felt suspicious of you!" said mr Zidane.

I saw Zidane's shadow from the reflection of a piece of glass above my head.

He looked at the outside window of the car and placed his chin in his hand that was leaning against the car door. Her masculine face is smooth without flaws, with a sturdy and tall stocky body. Men dream of all women who are smart and rich, and their cold but warm nature inside.

I didn't think this guy was my stepping stone.