The Mafia's Prison of Love
Part 117's
Kia Group's headquarters
There are serious talks between Zian and Dimas. Dimas had just told Zian about Anita accidentally seeing Kenzo and Marvin Alexander sitting together in a cafe. Zian's face was suddenly serious after hearing Dimas mention the names of the two people.
"Then how's Anita doing?" ask Zian.
"Anita was so scared when she saw them. So I took him straight home to his apartment."
"You didn't leave him, did you?"
Zian asked with a worried look on his face.
"No, I accompanied him until morning. But..." Dimas hung up his words and looked at Zian, "Boss, what is really going on between Anita and someone named Kenzo? I really don't understand. Anita is a woman who never fears anything. Even Alex was easily defeated by him. Then why is he so afraid of someone named Kenzo?"
Zian just stared at Dimas, then leaned his back on the chair.
"I can't say it. That was Anita's past. I have no right to divulge someone's past secrets."
"Well, I get it."
"Then, where is Anita now?"
"I left it in his apartment. When I left she was still sleeping."
Zian stood up from his seat, then grabbed the suit hanging in the corner of the room. "Cancel all meetings today! I have important business!"
After saying that, Zian walked out of his room towards the parking area of the building. The man got into the car to somewhere.
Thirty minutes later, Zian arrived in front of a luxurious apartment. The tall man hastily entered the skyscraper.
When he arrived at the top floor, several men in black uniforms with the Z on his back bowed a sign of respect to him.
"He's inside?" ask Zian to some of those people.
"Yes, Sir!" answer one of the men. Zian immediately stepped his foot into the room. However, when he went inside, Anita was nowhere to be seen.
"Marysa!" call Zian.
The man checked every part of the room, and finally heard the sound of a loud whimper from a room. Zian moved his feet closer to the source of the voice he believed was the sound of Anita crying.
Sure enough, Anita was curled up in the corner of the room with her face down. Zian instantly approached and squatted before him.
"Marissa.." call Zian in a soft voice. Anita turned her head to look at the man who had been protecting her for over eight years.
Instantly, the defense collapsed. Anita dropped her body leaning on Zian. Like an older sister, Zian tries to win Anita by rubbing her head and back. Anita continued to cry until the hiccups. If in the presence of all people Anita is a terrible woman, then different things if in the presence of Zian. Only in front of Zianlah did the girl show her frail side.
"Maliqites... He'll find me! I saw her last night" said Anita accompanied by her increasingly soft stuff.
"Calm down, I'm not gonna let that happen. As long as I'm alive, I won't let her reach you."
"I'm scared!"
"Don't worry. He had to step over my body first to get to you."
Zian helped Anita stand up and took her sitting on the sofa. The man went to the kitchen and made a warm tea for Anita.
"Drink, you'll feel better afterwards." Zian thrust a cup of warm tea in front of Anita.
Zian looked at Anita's face. The man could see Anita's terrified look on her face. In fact, his hands were still trembling as he grabbed the teacup.
She was still deeply traumatized by what the depraved man had done to her.
"You just calm down. You'll be safe! I put a lot of bodyguards to look after you."
Anita sipped Zian's tea with her trembling hands. A few shadows he passed in the past are clearly drawn in his memory.
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Elsewhere, Naya is struggling with her Aunt Carlota, Zian's domestic assistant, by laying her head on the woman's lap. While looking through the childhood photo of the husband in a photo album.
"Auntie, has aunty been working in the Azkara family for a long time?" ask Naya to Aunt Carlota.
"Lumayan, Miss..."
"This aunt is so cheating! When I was there, my aunt called my husband to you. But when only the two called his name. Then auntie called me Miss. I don't like being called that. How about Bibi call me Naya instead" he said without taking his eyes off the photo album.
"But that would be rude, Miss!"
"Auntie also calls Kak Fahri and Evan by name alone."
"Hahaha, okay, Naya..."
"Tell me how their childhood was, Auntie! Aunty has been working for the Azkara family for a long time."
"Lumayan lama. We were still living in Turkey at the time. Fahri was five years old, and Zian was one when Bibi started working. Fahri, Zian and Evan... Aunty takes care of them."
"Auntie also takes care of Elsa?"
"Yes, but then Elsa's gone for good. And this family changed. Zian left home, left everything. He didn't even finish school. And Mrs Alina Emely Azkara, is depressed." Aunt Carlota's face looks very sad considering the condition of the family. From the moment her employer dies in a car accident until Elsa's disappearance.
"It's so sad."
"Zian and Evan are still lucky to have Fahri. He is the one who keeps this family intact. He was a very mature brother in guiding his younger siblings. He could control Zian who was still very unstable."
"Auntie, my husband said, he's been away from home for a few years."
"Auntie knows that. Auntie also knows what she's doing out there."
"What?" Naya rounded her eyes, then got up from her lying position. "Auntie knows, what's he doing out there?"
"Sign in to the mafia syndicate? Aunt knows... But Fahri and Evan don't know."
Naya rubbed her face then looked at the middle-aged woman.
"But believe me, Zian is not a bad guy. Bibi doesn't tell Fahri because Zian got into the syndicate with a good cause. Even if it's dangerous."
I know, Auntie! Zianku is a very good man.
Suddenly, Naya's face turned sad at the thought of her husband's remarks some time ago that said the police were still looking for Mr. Maliq's whereabouts. For some reason, from then on, Naya always thought about it. If Zian gets caught, I don't know what will happen. That was the thought that always perched in his mind.
"What's wrong? Why is your face so sad?" ask Aunt Carlota.
"It's okay, Auntie. I just miss her" she said with teary eyes.
Aunt Carlota chuckled at Naya's words. Only a few hours did not meet the figure of her husband, longing was already rooted in her heart.
"He's only been gone a few hours. He'll be home soon."
But I'm missing him. Inner Naya.
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Zian had just walked out of Anita's apartment when her phone rang. The man immediately pulled out the phone from the pocket in his suit. On the screen is Nayaku's name.
With a puffed up smile at the corner of his lips, Zian answered the call.
"Darling.." call Zian.
"Where are you?"
"I just got out of Anita's apartment. What's up?"
"Anita's apartment?"
"Yes, I'll explain."
"I'm missing you. Can you go home now?" Naya's voice sounded so spoiled in Zian's ears.
"Alright, Honey... I'm home now."
"I'll wait..."
After the connection was cut off, Zian immediately drove the car to his home.
It did not take long, the man had arrived home and was immediately greeted by the wife who suddenly became the warehouse of longing.
"I miss you so much" Naya said, burying her face in her husband's chest. Zian furrowed his brows in wonder at Naya's extremely spoiled manner.
"What's wrong with you? You're not usually this pampered."
"Can't you?" Naya pursed her lips cutely, so Zian laughed at her behavior.
"Who can't say... I'll give you anything. Let's go to the room!"
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Zian pulled the blanket after doing something with his wife in the room, then gave a brief peck on the forehead.
"Darling... I have something to talk to you about. I need your opinion" said Zian, stroking his wife's long hair.
"What?"
With a heavy heart, Zian finally told Naya about what was happening to Anita. Naya rounded her eyes to hear every word that came from her husband's mouth. Without feeling it, her tears just escaped.
"Do you mind if Anita stays with us? I mean just a few months, until everything is safe for him." asked Zian hesitantly.
"Why should I mind?"
"Darling... Even though Anita I consider my own sister. But you're my wife. I'll have to ask your permission first to bring another woman to live in this house with us."
"I don't mind. Really."
Zian stroked Naya's face which now looked more contained, then rubbed her stomach.
"Thank you..."
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Sorry if the story is boring. I'm an amateur writer
