Mr. Mobster
#Courage Elma 2
Mr. Mafia 64s
Areta's eyes blinked, she woke up from her jeans. He felt a dizzy feeling in his head until he touched the area with his hand. He closed his eyes for a moment to concentrate his consciousness.
Mark who saw Areta had awakened, looked at Kian as if giving a warning if the wife had regained consciousness. Kian's eyes immediately grabbed, his feet quickly stepped over to his wife and poured a glass of water, then thrust it to Areta.
"Drink! You must be thirsty." Kian said softly, while drinking a mouthful of water to wet Areta's throat that had dried up all day.
"Thank you" he said softly.
"Shall I tell him to go?" sahut Mark, asking for an opinion to Kian.
"Take him go!" kian's orders without paying attention to Mark who was still standing before the two of them.
"Good .. I did it!" Mark turned to the main gate to meet Elma who was still waiting for the decision of Kian or Areta.
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Elma was still standing in front of the car with several guns pointed at her. That's what Kian's subordinates do, considering Elma is the wife of The Rock's eternal enemy from Kian. Yet Elma tetao was unmoved, responding to it all in a relaxed manner. In his mind this time is only to ascertain the truth whether Areta is the biological child of Addison, her husband or not.
A straight-bodied man with a three-piece stelab and looking neatly approached the gate, a guard with full weapons opened the door for the man. Of course the man is Mark who will tell Elma if he is not allowed to enter the Egan residence.
"I'm sorry .. did you find Miss Areta?" ask her in a polite tone.
Elma nodded, looking with a probing gaze at Mark, she knew from the beginning, if the man was the right hand of Kian.
"Our boss doesn't allow you to meet Miss Areta."
Hearing the words that were thrown from Mark's lips, made Elma a little disappointed, even though she had expected this to happen.
"Well, I'll be back tomorrow." Elma got back in her car and stopped the car and then turned around and went out of Egan's territory.
'What does he really want?'
Mark sat down, then watched for a moment his men with his cold eyes.
"You must be on guard tighter! We don't know what danger we'll encounter after this!" hisses, then he went back inside.
As Mark walked, he saw a familiar-looking figure, sitting on a wooden swing in the middle of a field of flowers. The woman was Irene with a bottle of drink in her hand. Without further ado, Mark walked over to Irene who was leaning over the head of the swing.
"What's Miss sitting here for?" tanyakanya.
Mark glanced at the drink Irene was carrying, it was soju.
Soju is a distilled drink from Korea. Most soju brands are produced in South Korea. Although the traditional raw material of soju is rice, most soju producers use additional ingredients or rice substitutes such as potatoes, wheat, barley, sweet potatoes, or tapioca.
The drink is clear colorless with varying levels of alcohol, ranging from 20% to 45% alcohol by volume (ABV). The most common alcohol content for soju is 20% ABV.
Irene continued to drink, even though she was already seen drunk at this time. It might have been a few bottles that he had spent until he had become this mess.
Mark deftly removed the bottle from Irene's hand and then slammed the bottle until it broke.
Pyarrr....
The shattering sound made Irene startled and instantly angry at Mark who was boldly disturbing her.
"You've been so fucked up, miss," he replied in a flat tone.
"Who do you think you are, can you manage me?!"
"Better there's a rest!" his orders were about to embrace Irene's body.
The woman tries to rebel and break away from Mark who will force her in.
"Let go of me, lowlife! You're just a subordinate here, how dare you manage me!" cry Irene.
But instead of stopping Mark even more become and pull Irene's body to enter the house. Irene unexpectedly slapped the man very hard.
Plakkkp....
That made Mark stop from pulling his body. Then he stood up with his face down.
"I'm wrong for paying too much attention to you, Miss. I'm just a lowly. I understand! From today on, I will not interfere in your affairs!" Mark leaned over and left Irene who looked stunned.
"Ta–ta–but, Mark.... "
Too late, Mark has gone away from her. Seeing Mark's back that had been lost behind the main door of the house Kian made Irene's heart block, as if something was missing. He did not know why he behaved like this after Andrea, he felt guilty for the mafia woman. But he was very unfair to Mark, and insulted the man.
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Elma had reached the hospital again, she went into the intensive room where her husband had been treated with various tools that supported his life.
There were no tears Elma dripped down her cheeks, but quickly the middle-aged woman wiped them off, then re-carved a smile on her lips.
"Add, today I have met Areta, and confirmed whether it is your son. But Kian won't let me in, and I hope that tomorrow when I get back, Kian will let me see his wife" she said gently in the husband's ear. "Come conscious, Add. I can't do this, I feel alone in this world without you." A thread of tears trickled back and now drenched Addison's cheeks.
As if feeling the suffering of Elma, Addison's hand moved slightly, but did not show himself to be conscious from his coma.
Days have changed, Addison has not shown any signs of improving, making Elma very sad and do not know what to do, he thought maybe Addison could wake up when he heard or even hugged his daughter.
This afternoon Elma is completely reckless, she will set out again and force Kian to allow her to meet Areta even though her life is at stake.
She drives her car at high speed to the Egan residence with all the power she has, which she wants only one, namely to meet and make sure Areta is the son of her husband.
The luxury car almost reached the gate of the house, but showed no signs of stopping, even though the guard in the house was very tight. Elma broke through and rammed her car into the high gate, and....
Brakkkk....
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