THE MAFIA!

The Chapter 110

Let alone the rush of rain, lightning storms will be passed...

At least that's the picture of the expression of deep love feelings by poets who feel the sweetness of falling in love.

But everything will never matter if it is unrequited, right?

Or commonly called, just clapping one hand. Even more sadistic, if love is not blessed.

So in that position is now felt by a young man who turned 31 years old. But he is not married yet. Because love always fails, and is often unrequited.

But even more strangely, he is not a man who easily falls in love. Ever loved, but failed because of a problem that was intentionally by someone else. Ever to another heart, but did not get the blessing of both parties because of one hereditary hostility.

I don't know what makes him a little crazy. He who is not easy to fall in love, just fell in love with a pregnant woman he just knew.

The distended stomach contains a pair of twins that come from the seeds of other men, as if it is not a barrier to rounding off his intention to approach the woman.

Repeatedly received rejection. Not at all dampen the determination of his heart to get the love of the pregnant woman.

Until it comes to where the reality shows that the pregnant woman he craves is the wife of his best friend in the past.

Because of a conflict, making the pregnant woman to have to change her data.

Now, where the opportunity promised by the friend has arrived before the eyes. After a few weeks of the promise was agreed.

At an altitude of 36,000 feet, a private jet belonging to an Italian conglomerate was in the air. Bring a Chef, who is also the son of a famous restaurant businessman in his area.

' I'm finally back in Rome! '

His mind stared at the white clouds that looked like strands of cotton - cotton that flew in the air.

' What's Carina like now? '

' Haah! why am I in love with him! More ridiculous it turns out to be my best friend's wife! And even crazier, my best friend is the Mafia! In the end I was dealing with the Mafia! '

Sighing heavily. Until it was not felt the plane had landed successfully.

"Mr Reno, the pickup car is over there!" said a bodyguard Michael who picked up Reno.

"Hm!" reno answered. Even without looking at the bodyguard.

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"The Mafia house is different from the others!" reno muttered as the car carrying him entered Michael's yard. Passing through the gate is guarded quite a lot of bodyguards.

And one that made him a little stunned. The lighthouse-shaped building is towering, with one guard. A long-range binoculars was there. Keep moving, as if monitoring an enemy that could appear without being invited.

Getting out of the car, he was greeted by a man dressed as a waiter. But the color he was wearing was different from the many maids that roamed around.

"Welcome, Mr. Reno." he said.

"Yes." Yeah."

"I'm Morich, the butler at the house of young Mr. Michael" Morich said. "I have been instructed by the Lord to welcome Mr. Reno."

"Thank you."

"Please Mr Reno follow me!" morich pointed his hand towards the big door that looked so luxurious.

"All right!"

Step on foot, following Morich's steps, Reno is increasingly amazed by the privilege of a Michael Xavier's home. Reno is a descendant of a blue-blooded conglomerate in Italy. It's just that the standard is still far below Sebastian's family.

And all he knows about Michael's house, it's just the main house. It is now occupied by Frederick and Madalena. That was 15 years ago. It's definitely going to be much different, isn't it?

"Sugar!" exclaiming Reno saw a figure he knew very well sitting on one of the sofas in the middle room.

Reno's cry made the beautiful and graceful figure turn towards her. Looking at the handsome man with a confused look.

Reno continued walking, and without hesitation sat down next to the girl who was reading the magazine on the pillow she was holding.

"How are you, Carina?" asked Reno enthusiastically. The face looks so bright and bright.

"Sorry, who, huh?"

"Well!" peekkik Reno's. "You don't recognize me?" henta Reno doesn't believe.

"Have we met?"

"Carina... Carina... That fast you forgot about me?"

"Sugar?" tanyakanya. "I'm mom..."

"Stop!" exclaimed Reno stopped her interlocutor's sentence. "Don't be crazy like Michael, your shitty husband!"

Reno's sentence increasingly makes the young girl dizzy who is none other than Sania.

Inner Sania was getting confused. Staring strangely at the handsome man yet looking so familiar.

"Well if you forget about me! maybe I used to look quiet and here I look like a silly human being! Ahaha!" gelak Reno in the middle room is so spacious.

"But I've never seen Master before."

"Hey, girl! I'm Reno, Chef Reno!" reno is full of emphasis. He did not want to be ashamed, because far away came, it was so unknown.

Haa, maybe it's better to fall in a traphole, right?

"Chef Reno?" ask Sania. "Aa. I think you're wrong! I'm Sa..."

"Don't make a show!"

Again Sania's sentence was cut by Reno.

"But I'm not Carina!" continued.

Reno frowned, staring deeply at the figure he was very familiar with. In his heart he thought, it felt impossible if the girl did not know him.

"Have come you!"

The heavy sound from the middle of the stairs that swerved luxuriously made everyone turn their head in that direction.

"Well!" peekik Reno jumped off the sofa. Standing straight with a pair of wide-eyed gazing at who was beside Michael. After believing it was Carina because of her distended stomach, quickly she turned her eyes to the figure she had just spoken to.

"Ka.ka.kaa!"

"What do you want to say!" michael asked half cynically. They were already at the bottom of the stairs.

"Which one is Carina?" reno asked with eyes that could not yet blink perfectly. The stupid face was clearly visible there. Covering his good looks and cleverness in the field of cooking - cooking.

"Carina's just a fairy tale you've been dreaming of, you idiot!" blow Michael right in front of Reno. "This is Chania, my wife! Not Carina in your story!" michael grabbed Chania's shoulder. "And this is Sania!" he pointed to his wife's twin brother.

"Sania?" asked Reno looking at Sania who was still sitting on the sofa. As if he could not believe what he was seeing right now.

"Yes!" answer Sania. "Not that I told you, I'm not Carina." Sania protested. "But Master is reluctant to hear my explanation! and keukeh thinks I'm Carina Michael's wife!"

"Wait first! You twins?"

"No! but same!" cut Michael into Reno's forehead. Until the man's head swung back, and made him fully aware of the tension that occurred.

"Tch!" Reno screeched at Michael's reply by hitting Michael's arm hard.

But no matter how strong Reno's punch, it was not at all felt in the body of the Mafia.

Battle on the battlefield that he fought since the age of a dozen years. And the various trainings and martial arts he learned since toddler made his body much stronger, and was used to lacing.

Reno's punch to him was just like the punch of a spoiled girl who was sulking because she wanted to be understood. Many say women are hard to understand.

Sighs, "By the way .. Are you also married?" reno asked Sania, suddenly she became a snob at the girl he just met.

"Not yet!" answer Sania flat with a small skirt.

A mischievous and tickling smile rises from Reno's sweet lips. It was as if a precise plan had instantly appeared in his mind.

' No root rattan is either ... '

"Don't be all kinds!" jembur Michael stared intently at Reno. Michael is very sensitive, can easily guess the contents of his best friend's mind.

"Emmm.. Michael's! looks like you better take care of Carina, uh. I mean Chania.. She's pregnant. Don't make him tired. Let him rest in the room. Okay?" said Reno staring expectantly with a sweet smile.

His efforts must not fail, that's what he thought.

"Why are you being like this?" ask suspiciously.

"Have it. Go back to your room... Do not interfere in the affairs of young people. Okay!" reno. "Do you understand, Mr Mafia?"

"Who is young?" Michael squinted his eyes.

"Of course I am, Mich!" grunting Reno hard can not stand. It looks like Michael will complicate his path, Reno thought.

"Well! Your Anu almost rusted from being unemployed for too long and now you say you're young!" exclaiming Michael. "Haha!" jolt Michael scoffed.

"Huh, Anu?" sahut Sania is confused.

Suddenly everyone turned to Sania who looked like a child who was eavesdropping on adult talk. And don't understand what they mean.

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