Mr. Mobster
#Dare or Truth
Mr. Mafia 87's
Kian snatched the Wine that was in front of him, drinking quickly. Before Nicky's obnoxious niece from her father-in-law asked him a question he said quickly, "Dare!"
"Bus ... Why, Mr. Any more? Why did you choose Dare? Are you covering up your honesty?" ledek Nicky is half giggling. Of course Kian was already unusually irritated towards the man, wanting him to stuff his mouth with a molotov cocktail so that he could remain silent forever.
"Because I prefer a challenge!" repelled.
"Why?" Now it was Areta's turn to ask, looking seriously at her husband. "Have you kept a big secret to me?" added again.
"Yes, since I like challenges, you already know that, don't you?" kian replied, gazing into the sea, avoiding Areta's eyes.
"He chose truth!" spray Areta, choose the option for Kian.
"Areta—" screeched, staring at Areta. But only in reply shot by his wife, to make him silent a thousand languages.
"Okay ... The game is getting more exciting, it looks like there will be bloodshed here" Nicky said.
"Shut your mouth!" Kian hissed softly towards Nicky, and Elma's niece immediately covered her mouth with both hands while shaking her head, to sneak Kian.
"Okay, we're serious!" nicky.
"Let me ask her a question!" Suddenly Rosie cuts Nicky's words.
"You? Ha-ha-ha .. alright, if that's what you want, Honey!" he answered with a loud laugh, as if he was siding with her.
Rosie gulps her own saliva before throwing a question at Kian Egan, the famous handsome mafia who makes women drunk dear, not least he.
"Who was your first love?" asked Rosie, in a serious tone.
"Ha-ha-ha-ha! Is that called a question?" tanya Kian chuckled, but when she turned towards Areta she immediately turned silent. "Anashasya!" the answer.
"Who is he?" ask again.
"Are you the resident data logger?! Until you know the biodata of my first love?" exclaim Kian.
"It's not so ... Then where is he now?"
Kian could not say anything, because indirectly, Addison who had lost the life of his first love, it really aroused his disappointment towards Addison—But, now. Areta her son is already in the arms of Kian, in exchange for Anastasya whose life has been destroyed by the evil deeds of her parents in the past, maybe it can also be said, this is a punishment of causation, the actions of humans against other humans.
"Enough!" Hearing that the game was starting to get unhealthy, Addison stopped him. "Let's party and dance!" added again.
Everyone can only agree, but not for Nicky, he does not know the real problem between Kian and Anastasya, he just wants to know and make Kian desperate with his own past.
"But Uncle—"
Just with sharp eyes staring at him, Nicky already did not dare to continue his sentence and chose resignation.
All dancing to the classic song Fur Elise - L.V Beethoven.
Little knowledge of this song—is one of Beethoven's most famous works. Having the name “Bagatelle number twenty-five min A minor”, this classic puck is commonly known as “Fur Elise” or “For Elise” in English. There is much speculation as to who Elise dedicated Beethoven to. However, many suspect that this work was dedicated to Theresa Mafatti, one of her students.
"Are you still thinking about your first love?" ask Areta, on the dance floor.
Kian paused for a moment, then put Areta's head right into his chest, letting his wife hear the rhythm of his heartbeat.
"As long as my heartbeat beats, I'll just be yours" she wrote.
Hearing that, made Areta giggle amused, as well as strange with the words of her husband's crush.
"Why?" tanyakanya.
Areta answered by shaking her head as well. She was greeted with a sour face from her husband.
Addison approaches, grabs Areta's hand, asking her son to take turns dancing with her. Elma is allowed to dance with Kian.
Under the chant of the classic sound they seemed to be smiling cheerfully. "Papa loves you, son, under no circumstances should you leave this old man" he asked.
"Just calm down, Papa. I will always love Papa, only Papa is the only parent Areta has."
"Don't forget Elma, Papa's wife."
"Of course, Mama Elma also—ia was very nice to me."
Suddenly Nicky, taking turns wanting to dance with Areta.
"I also want to dance with my cousin, Uncle," she asked.
Addison nodded, and let go of his daughter's hand. Actually Areta was lazy to take turns dancing with this annoying man in front of her, but out of respect for her father she had no other choice.
"Finally I can hold you," he said softly, their faces so close that Areta was able to feel a breath from Nicky hit his waves.
Areta flinched, reluctant to answer questions and chose to throw her face away. Suddenly—
Getting closer to Nicky who seemed to want to kiss his wife, he had noticed the man's movements since. When Addison was busy with Elma, now his turn to act, he should not be rash this time.
"Let go of my wife!" his orders hissed slowly, but the gun he stick firmly in Nicky's stomach, to immediately make Nicky pecking swallow his own saliva. "I can make the food you ate, come out of your stomach!"
"Esteemed Mr. Kian, I don't intend to do anything" he said with his tail glancing at Kian.
"Let go!"
Nicky immediately released Areta's body from her embrace. He immediately put the firearms he had back into his pocket. Then glanced cynically at Nicky who was moving away from him.
"You okay?" his question, answered a nod by Areta. "By the way your dad took turns dancing, but didn't let you dance with me!" grunts Kian annoyed.
"Nicky asked for it."
~Connected
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