The Daughter Of Mafia Queen
Chapter 25: SURPRISE GIFT | ONTY
''Baa-iik Booss." Reply the man trembled and signaled to his flock to return to work.
"Whoever starts the game. Just look, I'll make sure it ends with my special equipment." muttered the man in white with a flick of his great robe.
An hour passed. However, it still did not produce any results. Until the man in the white suit stomped his feet and left where he made his money. The warehouse where he stored so many cardboard medicines. Everything that was stored in there was burned to ashes. Losses reached hundreds of millions.
Braak!
The sound of the car door closing so fast. A disheveled face reflected in the rearview mirror, while his hands were busy checking the phone, and contacting someone. Until the ringing of the phone ends, still no one picks it up.
"S!al! The turn is required. Watch out later if you beg for my help." The man was so furious squeezing his phone.
Geck!
Geck!
Geck!
Knock the car window, make the man in white clothes lower the car glass.
"Mr Vincent. I found this after re-examining the rubble in the building." reported his men thrusting a roll of paper that had been exposed to ash.
A roll of paper was received, then he waved his hand for his men to leave. A moment to observe the thing that was now clasped in his hand. Rolls with thin white tape. If noticed, anyone who puts in the shed is on fire. Must have been the guy at the scene at the time of the fire.
The white tape is drawn, then the roll is opened slowly. There is no word in it like a poem. There were only two words that were printed clearly in pitch-black ink. *SURPRISE GIFT*. One question came up. Who gave the surprise gift by burning his drug storage warehouse? What kind of enemy? Didn't all this time, anyone who had bad intentions always ended up in the surgical room.
"I have to find out, but before that. I'd better check out another warehouse. Don't let all my belongings burn." Mr. Vincent threw a roll of paper beside him, without him noticing in the corner of the paper there was a beautiful engraving of the sender of the gift.
A neglected trace of love, makes the man careless.
Time kept turning, and passed without a night of greeting. A laugh could be heard from a family room. Where after dinner together. The seven family members gathered together with joy.
The child's shrill voice, made everyone chuckle softly. But the one in teriaki is still very relaxed and calm. Like enjoying the breeze on the beach.
"My prince, come here!"
"Come, Chubby. Mommy called you, honey."
"Ice cleam, ice cleam!" The ballad won't listen.
A man with a shirt that opens up approaches his only child. A warm hug he gave with a faint kiss on chubby's cheek. Let alone laughing, the tiny hand was clutching tightly to her tantalizing dress. The clear glare was obvious, almost even launching a fountain.
"Papa's son, let's eat ice cream together. Let onty eat the fruit." persuade the man.
"Onty, want some onty." The son refused.
"Kiss first, onty get me ice cream." Say the girl by bringing her cheeks closer.
The cup!
The cup!
"Ice cleam, ice cleam, ice cleam." chirped again with a happy sparkling smile.
The girl put the fork back onto the fruit salad plate, then grabbed the tiny body that was directly attached to her body with a tight hug. "Here goes onty, we wander into the kitchen looking for offerings for you. Come on, Princes Chubby."
"Heh, I'm the papa, you know. Why did it become....,"
"Ka! Let it go, sit down. How's work?" ask the thin smiling woman sitting on a single sofa with a laptop.
"All the work is good, but I have new news. This is good or bad news for all of us." Said the man who had just arrived, then sat down next to his wife.
