THE HEART OF THE MAFIA

Dream Bad!

“Ahh—” a slow cry with hand movements makes a sitting man wake up immediately.

The man walked quickly to the hospital bed.

“Yes, God. Thank you for granting my prayers,” he said, exclaiming in relief.

Both of her eyes dewy as she looked at Alea's hands that started to move freely even touching her right chest.

Although the woman still closed her eyes, but the man could not help but give his deepest thanks.

“Alea..” call the man accompanied by a happy smile.

He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Alea who was seen regulating the breath.

“You're awake, Al?”

Alea took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.His two eyes blinked slowly and when her eyeballs opened slowly what was captured was a white sky with a characteristic scent, Alea recognized.

“I survived?” he murmured, sounding weak.

The man gave a quick nod, of course Alea must survive and get back to health.

“Congratulations, Al.”

“How's family? How are my friends in that building?” ask Alea.

“Your family?”

“Hm,” Alea replied with a mutter.

“Alea... do you dream?” tanyakanya.

Hh—that voice Alea knew once. It wasn't Mike Shander or Evans Colliettie, but it was Lucas' loud voice.

Alea saw the man sitting next to her with a face that looked so worried about her.

Alea took a slow breath.

“Either it was a dream or a real one, but I felt that it was real. My family and friends came to my wedding.”

Lucas frowned, he looked at Alea with a puzzled look.

“Maybe it was just a dream, because all this time I was waiting for you, Al,” Lucas said reassuringly what Alea said was not true.

Alea exclaimed in relief, if all those creepy happenings were dreams.

He still remembered how his father was shot and fell looking at him, his friends fell in blood where Evans and Mike clashed which killed many people in the building.

“If I dream, I am very grateful,” Alea replied as she held her famous chest a bullet inside the dream.

In fact, his heart felt fine. What feels now is his head that hurts as well as his body.

Alea kept quiet while remembering her dream. Lucas got up and more closely sat down beside Alea.

“You're fine right, Al?” Lucas was worried about Alea. Especially when the woman asked a strange question.

Alea silently did not reply, her eyes were busy looking at the room around her.

“You're in the hospital, Al. Yes, I will call the doctor if you feel that someone is sick,” Lucas said, as he watched Alea continue to hold his head.

“Don't, Luc,” Alea replied sounding weak.

Lucas sat down. “I'm fine,”.

Lucas smiled broadly as he looked at Alea. “Do you want to drink?”

Quickly, Lucas offered to drink because usually when people who are unconscious are often thirsty and that is what Lucas often sees in movies.

“Yes, Luc. Please, I'm thirsty.”

Before Lucas took a drink. He helped wake Alea up to sit on the headboard and before long a glass of water was given to the woman.

“You seriously okay or I call the doctor to check on you?” ask Lucas, again.

“No, jus.”

Lucas breathed out slowly. “Al, did you know that you threatened me, hm? He'll kill me if you don't get up.”

Alea smiled weakly. It seemed like that terrible thing was her nightmare where she met a man in her past.

“I'm scared shitless, Al. I couldn't calm down because my life was threatened.

"Other than seeing you never wake up and not change like I'm nearing my death,” Lucas said, again with a terrified expression.

Alea snickered. “Three weeks?”

“Yes. Until a week less a day, where Evans gave me three weeks would kill me if you didn't wake up. Hahh—” There was a tone that sounded relieved, seeing the expression on Lucas Alea's face smiling thinly.

Evans always threatens everyone, including himself.

Lucas looks like a little boy who is complaining to his mother who is being scolded by his father. Alea had just regained consciousness and Lucas had already begun to confide in her.

Lucas breathed heavily even though Alea was now conscious. But, Evans' threat never messed around.

“Evans accuses me, Al. All of these events were me!” Lucas' lips pursed. Alea sighed softly looking at Lucas' attitude.

However, behind the incident at the factory, Alea already knew from Bryan. The man told and confessed his actions.

“For the party I made, you ended tragically like this, that's how you accused me.”

Lucas flicked his lips with a roar of coarse breath.

“What a bitch, right? Though all this is his own brother's plan, but why I'm to blame here,” continued Lucas annoyed with his mouth that is not stopping grumbling.

Alea simply laughed as she held her throbbing head in pain.

“Marahain that your master sucks,” Alea said with a weak-sounding laugh.

Lucas breathed. “Hah—I where dare to scold him, Al,” Lucas said.

“Oh yes. Are you hungry?”

“I want to know where your master is?” Alea asked.

Lucas paused for a moment while looking at Alea. “Why, are you silent?”

Then, Lucas sighed softly before replying.

“I also don't know where Evans, Al.” is

Alea frowned confusedly at Lucas. If Lucas doesn't know where Evans is, then who took him to this hospital?

It was impossible that he was suddenly taken by the demon directly to the hospital where his condition at that time Evans was as unconscious as so many injuries as Mika.

“I didn't meet him, he just called me to come to the hospital and take responsibility for my actions to keep you until you're safe.”

In silence, Alea looked at Lucas with a puzzled look. If it is possible to conclude that Evans himself may have brought him here after the man first kissed.

Soon Lucas said goodbye to get out of his room. The man had permission to buy a lot of food, he said Alea must have been starving for three weeks unconscious.

Inside the room, Alea fell silent in light of the fateful incident in which a Evans Colliettie, the cruelest Mafia in Italy, proposed to her.

Even Alea had dreamed of her wearing a beautiful wedding dress even though it was all a nightmare that seemed real.

I don't know where that miserable demon is. Lucas said, for three weeks less than one day. Only Lucas took care of him and Evans never came even if only visited him for a moment.

“I'll ask Lucas to help me find Evans' whereabouts. I'm sure Evans is in the same hospital,” Alea said inwardly.

Alea thought again, he was still confused as to how the story was that he could get from Libya to the big hospital in Rome.

‘It looks like Abraham picked him up from Libya to Rome, Al.’— Lucas said as they talked about this.

“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.”

Those words again and again that always appeared in Alea's memories but also words that confused her.

‘Do Evans know my religion? The man took her to penghulu?’

‘What Evans will follow my faith, as I recall the man has no religion,’ murmured Alea asked inwardly.

I don't know, listening to the word penghulu from the mouth of the devil there is something funny but confusing.

Not knowing whether Evans would follow his religion or not, for Alea if she could nego the devil, she wanted Evans to convert.

‘Gosh... Why do I think I got that far?’ aela softly hit her head.

Suddenly the throbbing pain in his head made his head become errant with his assumption.

“What does your head hurt, hm?”