The Dangerous Mafia

DM 36: Immobilize

Still in a tense position when Bryan's position is threatened under Orlando's control. The man looked relaxed with the current situation. Perhaps, his life was meaningless. His goal was to destroy the Golden family to its roots. Sacrificing a little bit doesn't matter. If he dies today. It is a form of sacrifice for what he does.

Given all that, it's really sad his life, making Bryan never happy in the slightest. The hatred that was fostered was too deep that he was willing to act to the extreme. To him, his life meant nothing at all. 

Revenge, can make the beautiful man survive until now. If only he had not been picked up by someone. Certainly, only the name is listed on the tombstone since the baby. 

The Smiths are one of the most famous families that have been slaughtered by the Dragon Mafia. As a form of Bryan's devotion, he used the surname to control Smith's throne. Even if it is not from the rightful heir. The elders gave her complete trust before dying. 

"Coward," Bryan sneered with a glance of cash provoking Orlando. However, the man did not budge and still pointed the gun at his temple. 

Anastasya felt that something was wrong from the front. The girl's instincts were too sharp. "Shield!!" he shouted loudly. 

A small grenade was thrown towards them. Everyone ran for cover. Orlando dragged Bryan away from there. Type an egg-shaped object that touches the floor, an explosion that is not large but successful in making the room mess happen. There were no casualties. However, it is enough to make the owner of the headquarters a big loss. 

"F*ck!! Who threw the grenade? He wants us dead!!" orlando's shout echoed beside Bryan's ear making the man's ears buzz a little. 

"Don't yell in front of my ears, you brengs*k!" maki Bryan is pretty loud. 

The fog that still covers the former debris - scattered debris is still not lost. He hated that anyone would bother him. The sound of coughing from someone known made them frown in wonder. 

"That was my welcome" he said a bit shouting. The fog slowly disappeared. The figure that spoke earlier was already clearly visible. Yes, who else if not the old man and his henchmen looking for sensation among the successors of the adam. 

"Come out. You don't welcome me." Orlando desperately wanted to stuff the old man's mouth with a grenade. Not to always babble. 

Two days ago, just as they were gathering at Bryan's mansion, they had a big discussion about the golden throne. As the main heir, Orlando handed over ownership to Sandres' other grandchildren. However, his request was rejected by that person. 

Finally, the deal happened. Bryan and Dettian's names were put into the family as long as Orlando wanted to be Golden's successor. The man still refused. But, because of the threat from Sandres he was willing to accept it. 

The access the Golden family had was vast. To bear the name of greatness that makes Bryan and Dettian free to move to achieve their goals. But, they didn't know that behind it all. Sandres always supervises the activities of his grandchildren. 

"I told you. Fellow brothers are strictly forbidden to put a gun on each other." Although it looks old, but it does not seem that he is sick - sick. 

"Curtain, it's none of your business. Kepara*t!" shout Orlando. "You forgot, Lando. That there's something precious in my hands."

Orlando died a flea and did not move like obediently alive. The threat succeeded in making Bryan above the clouds. "You are the same! Take them both to my mansion!!" shouted Sandres loudly. 

This is bad, if the old man acts now. They both have no more room to be free. What we are doing now is to escape. 

"Shoot!!! shouted Sandres loudly. The sound of gunfire echoed from the front and back right on the knees of both of them. 

"Damn!!" swearing them repeatedly. "Bring them both!!" The two men tried not to close their eyes because of the dope shot. 

"Sleep peacefully" said Sandres standing before those who were still upright. The man's hands flicked their foreheads until finally the defense collapsed and fell to the floor. 

"Put them in the car" he told Leon." And you, Robert. Find Mike take him home." 

Sandres turned around then stopped looking at Anastasya. "Go back to your mother's house. He must have missed you. I'll invite him to the mansion. We're having dinner together." The man's hand stroked Anastasya's hair. "Grandfather..," he said while hugging spoiled. 

Only Anastasya had always behaved like this without looking at the reed. From childhood, his affection for the girl did not fade. "You can stay at my mansion. Because there's Keysara there." The girl's eyeballs are rounded. "Grandfather really obeyed my wishes."

Anastasya was very happy to hear that. He smiled all the way to the car. In fact, sing cheerfully. Sandres simply looked at his behavior with a smile. 

"You love that young Beltran guy," said Sandres - suddenly making him wrong. Yes, actually it was also the purpose of Anastasya helping Keysara with all his might. 

"I know all about you, Ana." The girl's face was flushed like a tomato. "Although the young man was unworthy. And it has to be tested." Nyut, he just flew over the clouds. A second later it had already fallen to the ground violently. 

The Golden Main Mansion

Not much has been done since Keysara woke up. As it is now, lazing while enjoying the sweetness of tea. The girl stared at the flower beds planted beside the mansion. He then turned to look at the clouds with a lot of blue in the sky. 

His mood was calm but somehow something was lacking. Could he have started to love Orlando? The girl did not know, from the beginning there was something wrong with her heart. 

The shoulder pat of someone resuscitated Keysara. The girl looked back smiling wryly. "Curtain, bully." 

The man smiled gently and sat down beside Keysara. "My cheerful life will be over soon." 

Keysara rolled his eyeballs carelessly because the word kept repeating itself. He was tired of hearing it. 

"Daniel..luck….!" The voice was clearly heard by Daniel. He looks very agitated. Keysara smiled with satisfaction. 

"Find her. You haven't seen him in a long time. Didn't you come to meet him."

Not entirely true. Daniel came to France for business. It just so happened in Lyon. 

The sound of footsteps was clearly heard in the ears of the two of them. "Daniel…!!" scream from the end of the door. 

"Based on a bad boy! Mom told me that coming should see Mom first." Daniel clumsily did not move silently pecking. 

"Why silence? Feeling guilty?" The loud Indonesian dialogue was clearly heard in Keysara's ears. 

"Grandma.don't yell," said Keysara, turning his head guiltlessly. The woman clenched her hands tightly because of the 'grandma' speech' 

He obviously didn't like that word. It really looks old. "Looks, you need to be taught, Key. I've told you over and over again. Call it Sky. No frills grandma."

"Mom!!" daniel shouted so loudly that it made the woman flinch. "Don't yell at people's houses. Shameful!" 

Yes the little debate of the child and the mother that made Keysara giggle amused. Until finally the deheman of someone made their eyes point at him. 

"Master's waiting for you, Madam." The woman took a long breath. "You come along" he ordered as he passed."

The two of them got up and followed him from behind towards the living room. It was seen that the old man sat down and was a little surprised to see the arrival of the woman. 

"You.., "said Sandres in disbelief seeing the woman's appearance. The old man thought that Daniel's mother was a slightly older woman. In fact, he is very young. Even if it looks like the same age as his son. Its look that is no less fashionable definitely makes everyone mistake. 

"Please sit. And you too." Sandres raised a hand gesturing to his subordinates. He smiled and looked at the woman. 

"Mrs Skylova welcome to the Golden Mansion. Nice to meet you." Sandres began his conversation with a million smiles. 

"The old man smiled with a deep sense of foreboding, Daniel. I don't see it. Make the eyes hurt." This is Skylova with its typical Indonesian language.

"Mom. Be a little more polite. We're in a country of people." Daniel grunts annoyed at Skylova's bar attitude.

Sandres frowned in astonishment as he did not understand the language at all. "Are you uncomfortable?" sandres asked while looking at her.

Skylova crossed her legs elegantly. "Listen, Mr. Golden. I don't want to be vague. First, I don't put on a mask. Second, explain your purpose in inviting me here. Third, I want my son to move out of this place."

Sandres laughed loudly at Skylova's words. The woman was fearless of her. Okay, can continue." Well, I won't be formal to you either. I want you to keep an eye on my three grandchildren under your auspices. If they're guilty, you can punish them."

Keysara gaping do not believe in hearing the words of Sandres who unreservedly asked for help oada new people. "What do you say, Miss Skylova?" asked the old man casually