The Mafia's Asmara Cage

SASM - Old acquaintance

The heat of last night's struggle, still continued into the morning. Behind the transparent glass toilet still looks Maximo and Samantha who struggle passionately. The man held Samantha in front of his body, while Samantha leaned against the bathroom wall, swaying and swaying as Maximo's body snapped faster and stronger to shake his body.

The shower water watered the bodies of the two as they hugged after the final stretch. The sweaty body was washed together while occasionally kissing and laughing happily. This is the longest and int togetherness!m for these two.

After finishing the bath and getting dressed, these two people went for breakfast. People have filled the resto area and the sound of visitors is quite crowded. There is a sound of music that welcomes and warms their togetherness.

“I answer the phone first, you continue the breakfast,” Maximo said as his phone rang.

“Hem,” Samantha nods at him. Maximo passes away while Samantha goes on to make coffee for him and Maximo. He would rather brew this black drink himself than be prepared by the waiter.

While waiting for Maximo, Samantha had breakfast by herself. He enjoyed his favorite pancakes that were doused with honey and given a little strawberry cream that made the food even more special. The sheen of the waves that were exposed to the morning sunlight really perfected this morning. The woman's hair was waving in the wind which was quite strong. Samantha deliberately chose a table on the side of the ship, so that she could see dolphins swimming in pursuit with her flock. Even the coffee tasted delicious.

“Jelena?” A voice startled Samantha and the girl reflexively turned her head. Behind the sunglasses, his eyes rounded in shock as he looked at the person greeting him from behind. Can you guess? Yeah, he's Slavyk.

Samantha was quite surprised by the man's presence on the same cruise ship. Even so, Samantha kept trying to calm down in the face of Slavyk who smiled a little at her.

“Sorry, who are you looking for?” Samantha asked as she took off her sunglasses and placed them over her head.

“Oh, sorry. I thought you were someone I knew.” Either earnest or just a lure, a sentence spoken by Slavyk.

“What we have met before?” Really, Samantha was pretending to be stupid and forgetting. How visible?

“Yes, we've met at the airport. I still misrecognize you. Because I thought, you're my acquaintance. You guys are pretty similar.” Slavyk seemed to mean it with his words.

“Oh so. So you haven't met the person you're looking for?” Samantha decides to continue her foolish feigning.

“It looks like so. He fled when he had promised to host the same lunch.” The current Slavyk sentence sounds like an allusion.

“Sweetest. Hope you can meet back soon with the girl.” Samantha's expression was supportive enough to feign empathy.

“Ya, hopefully. Oh yes, we have not been properly acquainted. I'm Slavyk, can I sit?” The typical Russian-faced man extended his hand to Samantha.

“Oh yes, please. I'm Samantha.” This time it's impossible for him to refuse this introduction, isn't it?

Slavyk nodded slowly, smiling. He noticed the ring Samantha was wearing, similar to the one worn by the woman named Jelena. And Samantha realized that. Hah, this man is indeed very thorough. He should have taken off Gerald's ring. Quickly Samantha took off Slavyk's hand.

“Last I saw you with your husband. Where is he now?” Slavyk really tested Samantha's honesty. Since last night, he has seen Samantha dancing with Maximo. He looked around to find the man who was then in Samantha's arms with origin.

"Thor, can this man be made Amnesia?" Samantha was confused.

“Oh, he's on the phone. With my previous husband, I was separated, we decided to no longer be together.” Samantha pretended to be sad with her sad face and her chest rubbing hands to be patient.

“Sweetest. But you are great to be able to find a new partner soon.” Whether praise or satire, Samantha doesn't care.

“Yes, because life must keep going Mr. Slavyk. There is no point in regretting the past.” Samantha chimed lightly. Slavyk smiled faintly at Samantha's clever reply. All the things Samantha has in common really remind her of the masked girl who charmed her. Because of that he also decided to travel to many places to find the woman, one of which is Los Angeles. Either the world is narrow or Slavyk is lucky. Clearly, your meeting was because of me. ;)

“Oh, that's my husband.” Samantha raised her hand, gesturing for Maximo who had just finished the phone. He smiled welcoming the arrival of Maximo who looked confused to see the presence of someone in his place.

“He is Mr. Slavyk. We met at the airport. Mr. Slavyintroduce, this is my man,” Samantha immediately introduce.

“Maximo.” Maximo answered with a male. Proud to be called Samantha's man. He knew exactly that Samantha must be catching a ketir.

“Oh, you are Mr Maximo?” Slavyk looked a little surprised.

“Yes, you must have heard that name often. I am one of the owners of that name. Name of pride for cowardly men, except me.” Maximo smiled sinisterly and sat down beside Samantha and stared intently at the man nearby. I don't like the look of interest in women.

Slavyk just smiled to see what that smile meant. “It looks like I interrupted your breakfast show.” The man was about to move on, feeling he was dealing with the wrong person.

“No problem, sit down. We can have breakfast together.” Maximo looked relaxed, making Samantha stare at the man with no understanding.

Slavyk who was about to leave, he looked in wonder at Samantha and Maximo, although still with his effort to smile.

“Los Angeles residents are notoriously friendly, it seems to be true,” Slavyk said as a chat opener.

“I think you're also from Los Angeles?” Maximo stays with his quiet style. Take the pancakes that Samantha has prepared and start enjoying it.

“No, I'm from Russia. I came here to find someone.” Slavyk glanced at Samantha, making her smile.

“Who are you looking for? Many big people here.” Maximo used this moment appropriately. He believes, the arrival of Slavyk is not just to find Samantha.

“In this city I only know a few people. One of them is Mr. Maximo, but not you.”

“Oh yes, where does he live? Maybe I knew him. We once met at an event that gathered everyone named Maximo, the number is hundreds.”

Samantha looked at Maximo in disbelief, it seemed like this man was fishing for Slavyk.

“We are not close personally, not to exchange addresses. We only ever met at one of the big clubs for a transaction.”

“You do business too?” maximo's question is getting more and more conical.

“Ya, medicine business. You can contact me if you need medicine.” The man pulled out a business card, Samantha saw him for a moment. The name listed on the business card is different.

“Oh sorry, I wrongly gave you a business card.” Slavyk took it back because the name listed earlier was written Michael's name.

“No problem.” Maximo took the business card and glanced at Samantha a little. Looks like he wants to make sure Samantha sees the name on the previous business card.

“You brought my card, baby?” the question was directed at Maximo to the woman.

“No, dear. Because I thought we wouldn't meet a big guy like Mr. Slavyk.” Samantha answered truthfully.

“No problem. Next time we can meet again and you can give me a business card. Excuse me first, please continue your breakfast.” Slavyk nodded politely at Maximo and Samantha.

The two men retaliated, then let Slavyk just walk away. In his place, Samantha and Maximo both think, who is Michael in Slavyk?

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