THE HEART OF THE MAFIA

Happy Day's

“We will meet again where later I will see you wearing a beautiful wedding dress like the queen.”

“You are the true queen of my life, Alea Anjanie. You’re The Queen of Mafia The Black Rose.”

“Mrs Colliettie, I'll wait for you right in front of penghulu.”

The application that sounded and seemed creepy accompanied by a frontal threat expressed by Evans Colliettie on the day of the fight, for Alea felt a mirage.

The words spoken by a cruel man were both lines of beautiful sounding verse. Alea didn't think that far that a ruthless mafia figure like Evans Colliettie expressed his wish.

Alea's heartbeat grew more and more crazed, both of his eyes staring at the reflection of himself in front of the mirror.

The bone-white wedding dress wrapped around her body, how beautiful a personal servant like Alea Anjanie was in the editing by a notorious ruthless Mafia all over Italy.

“I do not want the title contested by them and none of this is my wish, though I admit that my heart has changed its name,” Alea said to himself not to be seen his reflection in front of the mirror.

“I'm not the winner, because I'm not competing for the guy's heart,” Alea said again.

Alea exhaled for a moment as she closed her eyes, the soft voice still ringing in the ears.

“I. Evans Colliettie, The Black Rose from Napoli—Italy. Want to tie a sacred promise while offering loyalty to you to death, Alea Anjanie.”

Alea took a deep breath, Evans said as if he heard the moaning of the heart of a lonely man who had found a hint of warmth.

“The total surrender of my entire life existence to you!"

“All this feels like a dream,” Alea said in her heart as she opened her eyes.

She has a look that looks like a queen. The Queen of the Black Rose.

Today in the next few hours, he'll be edited by Evans.

“I'll marry that demon. Yes, even though the proposal is so pushy and also creepy,” Alea said incessantly speaking to herself.

Who wouldn't have thought that she would marry a pathetic demon like Evans?

Not everyone would have expected this including Alea herself who was still in disbelief.

Someone entered Alea's room, just entered. The man stopped his steps with his bulging and wide-eyed eyes.

He quickly walked back and approached the figure of a beautiful woman who was standing in front of a mirror.

“Yes God. You are beautiful.”

Alea gave a gentle smile even though she did not see someone who had praised her.

From Alea standing, there was no one to see.

“I can't believe what I saw that it was you,” he said again.

Alea who was smiling happily suddenly withered, that voice…

Alea. “But, I am happy to see you finally getting married and happy with your partner,”.

“This voice is no stranger,” murmured Alea in heart.

That familiar voice made Alea's eyeballs wet. With chest up and down as Alea breathed fast.

Finally, Alea ventured to look back to see who it was. From her voice it was clear that it was a female voice.

“You—” Alea's lips quiver, both eyes are wet already.

“Yes, it's me, Alea.”

Alea half ran over to approach the beautiful woman in front of him. Hugged tightly full of longing.

“I miss you, Jessie.”

Alea sobbing. Her tears did not stop falling as if this six-month longing had spilled over already. Alea met her best friend again.

“Me too, Alea,” reply Jessie tightens her beloved best friend's embrace.

A few seconds later, Alea parsed her embrace.

He wiped away the tears slowly that fell on his cheeks.

“Why can you be here, Jess?”

There is confusion about the sudden arrival of his best friend like this, as if a surprise that may have been prepared by the man.

Although Alea was very happy with Jessie's arrival, but there was a question for her future husband.

‘Is Evans being generous with me, allowing my best friend to witness my happy day?’

There were so many questions Alea wanted to ask Evans, if she met later Alea also wanted to say thank you.

‘Whatever he invited all my friends at our wedding?’ inner Alea while looking at the same Jessie looked at her with a confused look.

Alea clasped Jessie's hands tightly.

“What Evans invited you, Jes?” asked Alea, enthusiastic.

Jessie raised an eyebrow. “Jeon is also here right, Jess?”

Alea looked straight ahead to look for Jeon.

“Why didn't he come to this room and meet me?

“Didn't he miss me?” aela asked still looking for the figure of the tall man who was missed.

“I miss Jeon, Jess.”

There was no Jeon behind Jessie, there were only two large guards standing in the doorway as well as a female figure standing not far from her.

“Evans?” I repeat Jessie asked.

“Ya.”

Jessie's forehead frowned deeply.

“Who is Evans, Al?”

Alea is back facing each other with her best friend who looks at her questioningly and Jessie is the same.

“Do you not know Evans?”

Jessie nodded, no. “If I knew, there's no way I'd ask you, Al?”

Alea breathed out softly. This, weird.

“Keep you know from whom I am here?”

“I was invited by my lover. She asked me to meet her sister who is getting married today.

"But, I didn't expect that his sister was you—”

Alea's lips were gaping. “Your lover's sister? Who?”

Jessie took a breath.

“Call, Al. Alfrendo.”

“Alfrendo?” repeat Alea, Jessie nodded slowly.

Alea tried to remember the foreign name. Does Evans have a brother named Alfredo?

Before long, when Alea and Jessie were both silent with their respective thoughts.

Someone walked into the room where Alea and Jessie were.

How shocked it was when Alea saw someone swinging his steps towards where he was standing.

He smiled with a tuxedo. His face is so handsome.

However, that was Alea's question here. Why is that guy here?

“Hai, Bee...”

“Ka-you?” murmured Alea, slowly.

hh—ini what else. Alea was completely confused by this situation.

The arrival of Jessie and also the man in time together certainly made Alea wonder.

It's not that he's not happy to see his best friend again, of course Alea is happy.

But, this. Over where?

Alea felt alien when there was no one she had known for six months.

Alea seemed to be in dreamland when she met the two people.

The man grabbed Alea's hand to hold and carried Alea into a sling.

He walked to one of the long sofas in the room.

“Why do you see me so, hmm? Am I like a ghost who came to surprise you, Bee?” tanyanya while sitting Alea on his lap on the long sofa.

Alea took a slow breath, then looked at the man closely.

“You're alive?”