THE HEART OF THE MAFIA

A Tale!

Evans smiled when he found the wife who looked happy. From the way Alea just stared and livened the face of his wife who was cheerful also made his heart happy. Especially when the lips of the wife do not stop painting a smile.

Evans knows that Alea misses times like these.

“Are you happy, baby?”

“Hm...” said Alea accompanied by a slow nod.

Alea turned her head and gave a sweet smile to her husband who was driving a speed boat and looked at him.

Alea spread out her arms and closed her eyes. Although only a vacation to the sea, for Alea this is enough to make her heart happy, enjoy the beauty of nature and the sea with fresh air in the afternoon today.

“What are you thinking and also imagining, hmm?”

“We, Ev,” Alea replied.

Alea opened her eyes and turned back to the right side where the husband was.

The city of naples shone brightly this afternoon as if the weather today was so supportive of it. The afternoon sunlight was radiating in all directions showing the city of Nepel with the characteristics of its old buildings increasingly make its beauty cool its eyes.

Alea could not hide her delight at seeing the scene plastered in front of her.

“What do you think about us baby?”

“I don't want your luxury, Ev. Going out like this makes me happy. I want to live forever with you, happy with you.”

Evans smiled widely, one hand pulled the wife to accelerate before the kiss jutan hit the wife's face.

Damn, Lea knows. His wife was not sighing favorably of kiss on the face and neck, but rather laughter.

“Already Ev, refocus your way driving the speed boat. Amused tofu, Ev,” whining Alea.

Evans breathed out slowly as he looked back ahead.

“I thought you'd be a blessing, baby. Uh, even laugh.”

Alea approached the husband and cupped the husband's face.

“Your fine hair is.” Alea rubbed Evans' sideburns that were starting to grow.

“Makes me ticklish.” Alea gave a mischievous smile and whispered in her husband's ear.

“I'm afraid you're too late when I sigh here.”

Evans laughed, as if his wife knew that.

 “Yes God, how beautiful is your city, Ev?”

Evans turned back. “Yes, beautiful as you, dear.”

Alea's cheeks flushed blushing listening to Evans say. The corner of her lips was interested in making a beautiful smile for her husband.

For some reason even though just traveling outside like this has made his heart happy.

“Ahh, I feel so happy.” Alea put a shoulder to Evans's.

“Thank you very much, husband,” Alea said as she gave a kiss on the husband's cheek.

One kiss is reciprocated with one tender, loving kiss on the wife's lips.

Alea was sitting on the lap of the husband who again clutched him tightly on a speedboat that was swayed slowly in the blue sea.

Alea turned her head to look at the many birds flying in the sky after she tried to shift her husband's intense gaze.

“That's great yes, dear,” Alea said.

Evans glared, this is the first time his wife called him with the call ‘Sayang’

Alea let out a sigh enjoying the beautiful afternoon sky accompanied by the chirping of birds blending in the sky along with the roar of the sea.

The melodious sound made the mind calm and relaxed again, at least Alea could forget the incident that had just happened to hit him on the mainland earlier.

“Do you want to know baby?”

There was a paused tone, as the master stared lovingly at the beautiful woman beside him.

“I've been a body in this city all my life.”

Alea turned to look at Evans who looked back and looked half-dreaming.

“I thought that my life would always remain the same as this rhythm.

“So boring and nothing interesting at all as long as I breathe.

“My life is full of frenetic fights and fuck and also grudges until it finally makes me numb because I'm used to it like this.”

“The vast Mansion was just a temporary stopover to release the never-ending fatigue with a sense of discomfort during this time that will somehow be up to when.

“One thing I think I know from my life. I breathe to survive.

“There is nothing important to fight for in my life other than the safety of life and power.”

Alea remained silent as she looked at her husband, until one of her hands was held tightly by Evans as her fingers carried her to her lips with an intense gaze.

“To be in a dark world to be weak is a big mistake,” Evans later said.

Alea knew that, the life that Evans lived was not as easy as he imagined even if only seen from his front corner.

The cruel and lonely man painstakingly maintained his existence, not making the slightest gap. Evans must be so tired of my dark life.

“I desperately survive that is always shrouded in hatred and also the grudges of the people themselves.”

Everyone has a dark life, right?

Not only Evans, of course, there are many out there that may be the same as Evans and there are even more miserable than him.

“Tell me about you baby. Why are you in Singapore when you were born in Indonesia?”

Evans kisses the back of his wife's hand. “Tell me, anything in your life.

“I want to listen to him,” Evans said with a plea.

Evans wants to know the life story of his wife that he never knew. Not never, but Evans used to feel that information about the wife was not important.

But, now…

Alea is everything. The life and death of Evans Colliettie was his own wife, Alea Anjanie.

“I only help my friend Jeon who has a company in Singapore and the rest there is nothing interesting and special in my life, Ev,” he replied.

“What rich person who adopted and who already took your spine sumsung is, Jeon Park?” ask Evans.

Wajaha Alea suddenly tensed up with glaring eyes. However, it only seemed for a few seconds and it was fortunate that Evans did not see it.

While Evans is still curious he has even asked Mika to investigate everything about Alea including who Alea's parents really are. Is he really an orphan or is there someone who deliberately throws away children?

That could be that too, right?

Evans wants to know all about Alea, even if he only knows a piece of the tragic life story of his wife.

Alea was speechless and reluctant to answer Evans' question.

“You don't want to answer, baby?”

Alea turned her face away, Evans took a slow breath. Shut up, the wife, she expected it even though Alea did not answer.

“Do you want to listen to another piece of my life story, baby?”

Alea turned back and looked at Evans. “In the time when darkness enveloped my life.

“One thing I have to do is survive like everyone else. My life is not like others not even as beautiful as those in the world of movies.”

“I used to dream even I wish I could have an ordinary life. New life's. Normal life's. I also do not want to be born as a descendant of Colliettie with all this hatred.”

Evans rubbed his palm, causing a warm sensation that crept throughout his body.

“At the time when I get a little of my dream, there is also a chance and I am willing to pay for it with anything.”

Alea looked back at Evans.

“What do you mean, Ev?”

“You.”

Alea frowned staring not understanding the meaning of my words.

“Only you are one to make me have to fight will be healthy me.

“In each of them I have always fought myself because I myself have created a gap that shows some of my weaknesses.

“Trusting a marriage bond, following my previous heart that was always neglected.

“Even all this time I did not know myself because it allowed the foreign feeling to grow and develop very large, even uncontrollable even though it felt very comfortable.

“Intinya, I endanger myself.”

“What all this is because—”

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