THE MAIDEN MAIDEN OF THE Mafia

1. Helping the Beggar

The rainstorm that night was quite scary for Alia who was desperate to carry a motorcycle in the rainstorm.

Because of his blurred vision he finally stopped at the storefront where there was a beggar who was sleeping curled up in the shop.

Alia opened her coat and helmet until her beautiful face was clearly visible when this girl wagged her hair.

"Uhukkk...huk...!"

The beggar coughed and provoked the attention of Alia. A very kind Alia brought out bread and water in her bag to give to the beggar.

"Bang.this I have bread, but not expensive bread. I know what it's like to be hungry. Take this bread and the water. At eating ya." Alia said with a big smile and looked very beautiful.

The beggar got up and sat down to take the bread that Alia had placed before him.

"Eat...! I know you're starving. I don't have the money to give you just this bread that I have." Alia said again and opened her jacket and gave it to the beggar youth.

The beggar's appearance with long hair and unkempt bewok did not scare Alia.

He only looked at the beggar's eyes which still looked sharp with a thick iris that confirmed his deep gaze.

"Wear this jacket so you don't get cold. I just wear this sweater. I'll be back home soon anyway and you'll just sleep here with the newspaper."

Alia said again with humility to make the beggar youth so touched.

The beggar did not want to open his voice. He just opened his shabby scarf that had been hit by the splash of rain and took Alia's jacket and put it on.

He looked back at the beautiful face of Alia as if he wanted to keep that beautiful face in his memory.

There was a sense of admiration for the helper girl. With his simplicity he was willing to give whatever he had only to a beggar.

The beggar saw a long gray skirt that showed Alia still sitting at the High School level. The beggar noticed Alia's motorbike which also looks not a good motorbike.

Looks like the girl just needs the motor that still works not the cool looking motor body that is used by high school girls who have middle social status.

The beggar continued to pay attention to the beautiful face of Alia who was currently busy opening her phone which was again a phone that could only call and send SMS.

Unlike girls his age who are competing to find android phones with famous brands and also more expensive according to their style.

The beggar gave a smile full of satisfaction as if his struggle for one year had finally borne sweet fruit because he had obtained his target.

He saw the girl sending a message to his family. Alia only sent a message to her sister that she was currently caught in a rainstorm.

Not long after, the rain began to subside there was a spatter that he could go through at this time. Alia was wearing her coat and helmet again. He also did not forget to say goodbye to the beggar youth.

"Bang..I'm going home...! The rain has subsided. Find a more comfortable place for your shelter. May someone give you a decent meal out of the bread I give you." Said Alia while riding on her bike.

The beggar just nodded at Alia. He didn't want to make Alia hear his voice.

Alia's motor passed from before the beggar. A few minutes later, Damara pulled out her phone to call her assistant who was not far from the parking lot in front of the deserted shop.

"Have you recorded that scene of me and that girl?" Ask Damara.

"Good." Come get me now..!" Damara moved out of his place and got into his luxury car.

In the car, he stripped off all of his disguise attributes and replaced them again with his expensive clothes.

"Yin ..! Are we going straight home or looking for another target?" Ask Bili.

"I think that girl is qualified to be my wife. I fell in love with his simplicity as well as his concern for the weak.

He was willing to give bread that cost only a thousand silver with white water that cost the same. He gave me his jacket so I wouldn't get cold. This is the kind of girl I need." Damara.

"How do we find that girl again, King?"

"Didn't you ask our members to follow the girl?" Mara's question looks riled up.

"Sorry king...! I don't know if King likes or doesn't like that girl." Bili looked sorry.

Damara kicked Bili's backseat very hard.

"Damn ...! You've ruined my plan to go undercover for months just to get a real girl like that.

Either way you have to get the address where the girl lives so I don't lose track of her." Mara's Word.

"Okay King...!"

Bili rubbed his nape which felt very stiff because he had to follow his strange king activities just to get the sincerity of a girl's heart.

While there, Damara was enjoying two loaves of bread given by Alya.

"This bread is more expensive and delicious than the bread I used to eat, my Cinderella. Because you have given me with sincerity and that's a priceless price, compared to the most expensive food in the world." Mara.

Mara closed her eyes while kissing Alia's jacket smelling softening. From the poverty of Alia that he could observe based on the appearance of the girl.

Shoes that seem to have been patched several times. School skirts that may only one look dull color, may be used every day so, immediately wash dry use. The school bag and the girl's cell phone, and all that was attached to her body, if valued at less than five hundred thousand.

"May we meet again, Cinderella. Your smile and pretty face are imprinted in my heart and hopefully will reign in my soul." Inner Damara.

The luxury item returned to the elite settlement where Damara was residing. This handsome man immediately cleansed his body while soaking in a bathtub with therapeutic-scented warm water.

Meanwhile, Alia who had arrived at her house provided warm water cooked by her mother so that her daughter did not catch a cold.

Alia has both parents with a mother who works as a scrub washerman and her father works as a car washerman.

Alia also has two twin sisters named God and Goddess. The family lives in simplicity.

Although they were poor, but they still had their own house with a land area of two hundred meters which was the inheritance of his grandfather Alia from the father's side.

Alia closed her eyes after cleaning her body without wanting to eat dinner anymore because there was nothing she could eat that night.