The Mafia's Prison of Love
The Part 109
Zian circulated his gaze here and there looking for objects that made the wife frightened. However, the man found nothing there.
"What do you see? Why is your face pale?" Zian immediately embraced it when he realized Naya's body had been trembling with teary eyes. "Darling...?"
"I'm ta-kut!" said stammering.
"Don't be afraid, there's me!" Zian rubbed Naya's head, "say, what did you see?"
Naya turned her gaze back to where she had seen someone who had made her so scared. "I saw Marvin there" he said, pointing across the street.
Zian's face immediately changed hearing Naya mention the name. The man rolled his eyeballs, looking again, with his hands tightening his arms. Then he looked at the face of the wife who was very pale.
"Darling, let's just go home, yeah!" tawar Zian followed a nod of the head by Naya.
"But how's the food?"
"Eat at home. I'll have people bring dinner home." Zian helped Naya stand up and embrace her towards her place to park her bike.
Along the way Naya continued to be silent, with her hands coiled around her waist and her head leaning against Zian's back. The shadows as Marvin seized and tortured him continued to appear.
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Zian covered Naya's body and kissed her forehead and lips. He felt the body of the wife who was still trembling in fear. The man lay down and took Naya into his arms.
Even last night at dinner, Naya had to feed Zian as her hands continued to tremble. An overwhelming fear was pervading his soul. Zian kept trying to calm his wife by hugging her.
"You sure you saw that guy?" ask Zian.
Naya nodded slowly, with her eyes glazed over. The trauma caused by the seizure has not disappeared completely.
"I thought Anita had killed him back then. I'm afraid he'll hurt us again" said Naya, sobbing.
Zian tightened his embrace. Trying to make sure that everything will be okay.
"Don't be afraid, as long as I'm around, I won't let her reach you." Zian kissed the top of his wife's head many times while rubbing her back. "now go to sleep!"
"Don't leave me!"
"No, I'll take care of you." Zian continued to hug Naya's body while rubbing her hair. Until finally, his breathing began to be regular which indicates the girl was asleep. Zian looked at Naya's face. A face that to her had perfect beauty.
I won't let anyone hurt you again. Even if in the end I have to be a murderer, I will take care of you.
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Morning's....
Naya squirmed softly in a thick blanket. With his eyes still closed, his hands groped the bed, looking for the object that held him every morning.
Empty, no husband always lies beside her. Naya opened her eyes slowly, trying to gather her consciousness.
"Darling... Where're you?" muttered.
Her eyes were round, not realizing that her husband was not in the room. Naya got up from her lying position and sat on the bed.
At the nightstand, there was already a tray containing a sandwich and a glass of milk that Zian had prepared for Naya before, with a small piece of paper containing notes. Naya grabbed the little paper and read it.
Good morning, Honey! I'm sorry I have a little business, I'll be right back. Don't forget to eat breakfast and take your medicine. Don't leave the house until I get back.
"Where is she this early?" muttered.
Naya rushed down from the bed and finished her breakfast.
Meanwhile, elsewhere, Zian was having a discussion with Anita and Dimas. Zian sat on his great chair with his fingers massaging his temple.
"Night, Naya said she saw Alex" Zian said, breaking the silence in the room.
Dimas was so surprised by the boss's words, while Anita still looked flat. Dimas glanced at Anita, his gaze as if full of question marks.
"I think you really killed him then" Dimas told Anita.
Anita simply glanced at Dimas with her tails, then sat down on the sofa.
"Maliq, you know, the reason why I didn't kill him" Anita said.
Zian nodded slowly, "I know. Stay like that!"
Dimas who was unable to digest the conversation just glanced at Zian and Anita alternately. For him Zian and Anita are equally mysterious. They are full of secrets. Dimas then sat there. I dare to ask.
"Anita... That time you asked us to leave you alone with Alex in there. Then what did you do to her? I really thought you killed him." Again Dimas ventured to ask because he was filled with curiosity.
"I don't want to answer that question!" anita answered briefly.
Anita then glanced at Zian, "Do you think he's still after Naya?
"Can. Maybe he's still grudging us." Zian leaned his head against the chair, "Anita, make sure Naya is always safe. Make strict care for him. But I don't want him to know we're making a guard for him."
"Then?"
"Do it secretly!"
"Naya is pregnant! And I don't want her to be depressed!"
The faces of Dimas and Anita immediately changed to hear the boss's words. There was a look of happiness, but also worry on Anita's face.
"Well, that's very good news. Congratulations, Boss! You're gonna be a father!" said Dimas.
Zian smiled at a glance, remembering that in the womb Naya was growing an heir.
"Thank you, Dimas..."
"Then how did Naya react after seeing Alex last night?" Anita continued her question.
Anita's question made the smile that rose at the corner of the boss' lips fade. Given how scared Naya was last night until her body trembled.
"Naya was terrified. So I took him home," Zian replied.
"Alright, it seems that from now on we have to keep it tighter" said Anita.
"Yes. Don't let Naya interact with strangers. The shop I want super tight guard."
"Boss, why don't we just eliminate the source of the problem? Like whatever strict guardianship is for Naya, but you also have to remember that Alex is not an indiscriminate person. He can do anything" Dimas said.
"You're right!"
Zian then glanced at Anita with a gaze that only the two of them were able to interpret.
The secret talks of the three people continued.
While at home, Naya is already frenzied waiting for her husband who disappeared in the morning. The girl flipped her body over the bed, while playing her phone. Even Zian did not answer the calls and messages Naya sent.
"It's sunday. She where? Shouldn't he not be working today... He promised me that his weekends were mine." Naya muttered in annoyance.
A moment later, he got up from the bed, then stepped out of the room about to go to a room where he painted.
While passing through a room, Naya stopped her steps.
"What a room, yes." murmured while in front of the door of a room.
zian's remarks a few years ago when Naya first came to the house were back on her mind.
"In this house there's a room you can't touch, you go in and you see. So the door of that room will always be locked."
"What's in the room. Why can't I go in there?" Naya came closer to the door and held the doorknob. "now Zianku already loves me, so I can see this secret room. I wonder what this secret room contains."
Naya turned the doorknob slowly. And, the door of the room was open. It seemed like Zian had forgotten to lock it back after entering the room.
Naya stepped into the dark room. His hands touched the wall to light the lamp. And when the lights in the room were on, Naya's eyes were perfectly rounded.
The girl was so surprised to see the room. The phone in his hand just fell off.
"What'sthis? Why is this room full of stuff like this?" he murmured with teary eyes.
How not, the room was filled with firearms of various types, which hung on the wall and were countless. Some of them were in wooden boxes.
Naya's body was trembling again. Although she knew, her husband was a former mobster, but it never crossed her mind that the husband had a secret room like this.
"Don't my Zian used to be a cold-blooded killer?Why am I so scared?"
Naya was still in the room when Zian had just arrived. So surprised, Naya did not hear Zian who had called her name several times.
"Darling!" call Zian who has not realized where Naya is. He looked into the room and did not find his wife.
"Maybe he's painting." murmured Zian.
As he was about to head to the room where Naya was painting, Zian was shocked to see the door of the room where all of his firearms were kept open.
Hurriedly, the man stepped his foot into the room. His steps stopped in the doorway when he saw Naya staring inside there with a cell phone strewn across the floor.
Why can I forget to lock the door to this room.
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