THE HEART OF THE MAFIA

Anxiety!

“Why see it, hm? What is boring food?” evans asked as he cut the steak into pieces.

Alea and Evans are now in a fine dining restaurant in Naples accompanied by the sound of a violin.

Alea exhaled for a moment where she sat facing each other with her husband.

 “What is the food not good, hmm?” ask Evans again.

Now the piece of meat was placed in front of Alea for the wife to eat her dinner.

Alea was still silently looking at the dishes that were so many but in small portions.  The menu that Evans always ordered was a western menu where the husband used to eat.

Looking at the food in front of her, Alea somehow suddenly missed Indonesian food.

“Yes God. I miss the rice field, satay, meatballs, batagor,” Inner Alea while closing both eyes.

Recalling her favorite food made Alea swallow her saliva deeply.

“Honey,” said Evans while rubbing the back of the wife who was daydreaming.

“Hm..”

“Di eat. Not just stared at.”

“Ah, yes. Let's eat, Ev,” Alea said as she picked up a knife and fork.

“What do you daydream about, hm?”

Evans cut back into small pieces for himself to eat.

“No. Ada, I just miss Indonesian food.”

“Ah, so. Tomorrow I will ask Joe to prepare an Indonesian dish if you miss him,” Evans replied casually.

“I want to cook it myself, can you?”

Evans stopped his chewing while looking at his wife. The pleading gaze made Evans give a slow nod.

“I allow and Joe should help you cook.”

“Yeah, thanks Ev,” exclaimed Alea slowly staring happily at Evans.

The man also smelled a smile, a little thing like this alone had made his wife smile again.

Yes, Evans would rather his wife smile cheerfully than cry and sulk at him.

It's okay just this once, Evans also wants to taste Indonesian food that will be cooked the wife later.

This romantic dinner suddenly became a tension when Evans' men came and called him.

Alea could only stare at the husband's back from behind the large window glass in front of him. Evans is seriously talking to his men.

I don't know what was reported, it made Alea curious.

“What's the problem?”

“Hm? There is no dear,” Evans said as he pulled up his chair and sat back down to resume dinner with Alea.

“Come, let's continue eating. There are still some that you haven't tasted.”

Alea's feeling was suddenly unwell, what else did the husband's expression look uneasy.

In the silence Alea ate and chewed pieces of meat, his gaze could not be separated to catch the look of Evans's face which is now back different.

Evans is not calm and that makes him think hard and full of big question marks.

At all, Evans once showed his face like that.

 Alea turned her head in the same direction where the husband was looking out.

Outside there, it looks so crowded because of the annual festivals held to make along this road and the places where they are crowded by many people.

“Honey,” call Alea while holding the fingers of the husband.

The more he gets here, Evans's getting restless.

“What's up? Is something going on?” asked Alea, curious.

“Nothing, dear.”

“Spend your food, baby. Don't mind me.”

Alea rubbed her husband's burly hand gently again.

“Steak you haven't eaten yet, baby.”

 Evans stared lovingly at the woman in front of him who now calls him ‘Sayang’

“Come, we spend.”

Evans nodded with a happy smile on his wife. The back of Alea's hand.

"I'm full, baby.”

“Oh. Too bad though a few more pieces loh.”

Evans smiled again. “Already, you just spend it, yes.”

“You don't want to tell me? From your angry face and the way you stare. Don't you want to tell me, baby?”

hh—Lea is always curious. Casually, he took a tall glass and poured the wine into the glass and then downed it.

Alea was still staring, waiting for an answer while Evans exhaled for a moment before replying.

“Nothing matters, baby. Only, there are uninvited guests coming.”

Alea's forehead frowned. “Tuest?”

Alea's eyes stared fixedly, the more here Evans' face looked unsettled.

“What is an important guest, dear?”

“No. Too important too!”

Evans got up from his seat and stood up. The cheek pecking of the wife made Alea even more confused.

“You wait for me here for a moment. I'll get something done first.”

Again, Alea frowned in her eyes at the departure of the husband who had just left her alone at her desk.

Alea's breathing was suddenly quick, with a full mind.

“Jeez, why so stretch like this anyway. Whose guests are coming?

“Why does Evans' expression and attitude look so weird?”

Alea's eyes again looked out at the husband who spoke with his men again.

“Whose guest asked my husband to step in by himself?”

“Yes God really who is that important guest?” asked Alea inwardly.

He only saw the burly back of the husband who was now away even a few seconds later disappeared behind the shadow of the building.

Alea was just trying to put a positive prejudice on her husband even though she was actually not a person who could be silent and sit back quietly.

The taste of the year's desire is so great that it can't stand that sitting sweetly waiting. Alea finally decided to follow her husband out.

Alea exclaimed in relief as she was not directly escorted by Mika. Maybe, if he came out like this would certainly be blocked by the woman.

“Jeez, where did my husband go?” inner Alea.

Alea lost all his steps when he was about to follow even where he went and stepped, of course, there would be ten or even fifteen large bodyguards Evans to protect him with a vigilant look.

“Ah, the Evans,” murmured Alea. His heart was relieved when he saw the back of the husband standing in front along with two men who knew who.

Alea could not see it clearly as the two men were obstructed by Evans' body as well as some of his bodyguards.

From Evans' voice, it seemed like the man was a hostile Alea could catch from a distance.

However, inexplicably his footsteps actually walked up to the three men in front of him out of curiosity as to who the two men were kneeling before Evans.

“Actually who are they? Why Evans had to see the two men. Is that what Evans means uninvited guest?” inner Alea again.

“My arrival here was just to meet Alea!”

“I?”