The Asmara Jugar the Mafia

In the Dark Night

“We often talked about everything in this place until the early hours of the morning,” Damiano said, his pair of old eyes glazed far in the darkness of the night that enveloped the vineyard. A large field with a stretch of trees as far as the eye can see. He then turned to Adriano who did not take a single look away from him.

“You know, Son? Your personality is so different. Theo who is always fiery and you who are calm are like water. However, for some reason I saw one thing in common between you,” Damiano turned his attention to Adriano. The old eye implied a leniency.

“Perhaps the similarity is, we both love Mia very much,” Adriano said while leaning and concentrating elbows on the parapet.

“Yes, that is one of them. However, there is one other thing that is really similar. You are equally persistent in fighting for everything, albeit in a different way,” Damiano chuckled, then brought himself closer to Adriano. “You also love Miabella very much, as if the child is your own flesh and blood,”.

“I don't know myself, Damiano. Every time I see Miabella, it feels as if she is a part of me. I've loved the boy since I first saw him, when he was a few days old in the hospital,” Adriano's heart drifted to the moments where he visited Mia who had just given birth.

“I hope that never changes. If someday my time is up in the world, I'll leave Miabella to you ...”

“You always pray for a long life, Damiano,” cut Adriano. “Don't talk like you're leaving, I don't like it.”

Damiano laughed again. “You never know how old a man is, son. We could have a conversation like now, then a few moments ahead .. like that moment .... suddenly ...” the old man stammered, his speech became irregular, then weep softly. Damiano doesn't usually show his weak side.

“Matteo must have been very happy, when he left, he left many people crying and feeling lost. It is clear that many people who love him,” entertain Adriano while wrapping his hands on Damiano's shoulders while patting him gently.

“Maybe one of the reasons God didn't take my life back then was because I hadn't found someone who sincerely loved me. If at that time I die, I don't know who will cry for my departure,” continued Adriano who then looked down and ended with bitter laughter.

“God never leaves you alone. There will always be someone who loves you, even if sometimes that person is invisible. Remember always that, son,” the warm smile typical of a father, the one from Damiano's lips that instantly made Adriano glued for a while.

“Can I hug you? You're like a father I haven't seen in a long time,” Adriano's pinta with a quivering voice.

“You don't have to ask for it, son,” Damiano immediately embraced and hugged Adriano long enough, until someone's voice called his name.

“I thought you went back to your apartment,” saw Mia who stood not far from two different men of that generation. He was tightening his kimono, then straddling.

Adriano and Damiano looked at each other at the same time. A moment later, the chief Tigre Nero turned his attention back to Damiano. “Mia now can't sleep well if I don't hug her,” whispered the blue-eyed man made Damiano laugh.

“Go. I'll rest too. My back started to hurt,” Damiano said before he walked in a different direction to Adriano and Mia.

“What are you talking about?” mia asked as they stepped down the hallway to refer to the room.

“Nothing, just a small talk. Why did you wake up?” Adriano clung tightly to his wife's body, while continuing to walk until he arrived in front of the open door.

“I woke up not to find you beside me,” replied Mia spoiled.

“Gosh,” anxious, Adriano lifted the woman's body, then carried it on her shoulders. He then dropped Mia's body on the bed. “Come, we sleep,” Adriano jump and lie next to Mia, and then hold her tightly. Their behavior at that time, just like teenagers. Not long after, they fell asleep in a dream, until unconscious when morning arrived and Miabella opened the door of the room.

“Daddy Zio! Someone's looking for you!”

Eagerly, Miabella shook Adriano's body.

“What's up, Principessa?” adriano's eyes still looked sleepy, but he forced him to get up and sit facing the beautiful toddler. So did Mia who woke up to hear her daughter's loud scream.

“Yes, geez. So far there are fans looking for you, Adriano,” complained Mia. He pulled out the blanket, then got out of bed. While walking towards the bathroom, she rolled her hair and approached Miabella. “You haven't had a shower, honey? Come shower with me,” take her gently. Mia then took her daughter to the bathroom. So did Adriano who came down and immediately followed his wife and daughter.

It didn't take long for Adriano to clean up and tidy up. “I'm out first, honey. Later follow me in the living room, yes,” he exclaimed while rushing outside the room. Sayup-sayup heard Mia's answer that yes. A calm smile also spread on the face of his face. For Adriano, since marrying Mia, every morning is a gift.

The smile continued to persist until his footsteps stopped in the living room. Adriano was stunned when he saw the figure of the woman who had met at Casa de Luca that early. “What are you here for, Gianna?” adriano asked coldly. That tone of speech he aimed at someone who was none other than his half-sister.

“Please me, Adriano,” unlike the last time they met, this time there was no aura of arrogance at all from the girl. His face looks so clear.

“What should I help you with?” Adriano folded his hands on his chest.

“Padre ... Padre ...” Gianna.

“What's with Padre?” the blue-eyed man was getting impatient, heard from his slightly elevated intonation.

“So early this morning when Padre was about to leave here, there were some people ambushing him in front of the fence. They took him out of nowhere. The men put Padre in a black vehicle. I still clearly remember the license plate number,” explained Gianna.

Adriano exhaled softly as she restored her hair. “Do you suspect someone?” tanyanya.

“Entahlah. Their faces looked foreign. I've never seen him. It may be that they are the people who are the man to collect the debt,” replied Gianna very softly while looking down deeply.

“Then, what about your mother and brothers? What the hell are they doing? Why did you catch up with me here?” cecar Adriano is starting to look upset.

“They are too afraid to go out of the house,” obviously Gianna hesitated.

Adriano laughed in a dismissive tone. Unexpectedly, his brothers and stepmother were just a bunch of cowards. It doesn't feel like they have Moriarty's big name. “Yes, geez,” he shook his head slowly.

Just then, Mia appeared from the middle room. Her steps gracefully approached Adriano while holding Miabella. The mother and son were very nice and beautiful. “Why not welcome to sit down, Adriano?” asked Mia softly.

Adriano did not answer immediately, he approached Mia and whispered something in her ear. Miabella, who could not hear anything, hurriedly approached her father and tugged at the pants that Adriano was wearing.

“Jeez, then what are you going to do?” ask Mia again. Her voice was quite slow, but Gianna could still hear it.

“I need help Adriano, Mistress. Please save my father,” interrupted Gianna while cupping her hands in the chest.

Mia's feelings are very soft, certainly can not refuse the request of Adriano's half-brother. Forcibly, he nodded while forcing a smile on Gianna,

“Be careful and quickly go home. I waited for you,” without hesitation, Mia kissed Adriano's lips for a moment. “Continue informing me. Let your phone stay on, "the message with an anxious hue.

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