Cruel Mafia Vs Cool Mafia
Chapter 30 | Atmosphere Change
“Emily has mommy, yeeaayy..”
The 5-year-old girl was incessantly saying the same words. Cheering happily for what happened this afternoon. I don't know how many times Emily's spoken like that. However, other people simply do not want to stop.
The little girl who lacked affection was drowning in her euphoria.
After the sacred vows, Eiden takes Kyra to talk with the Kennedy family, introducing each other to each other. Darren and Emily are overrun by Cavan.
Actually, Kyra was a little worried about her son. There were many members of the Kennedy family who opposed Kyra's existence, most notably Darren. The little man was made an easy target as an object of innuendo.
Is it wrong to have a stepchild? Emily is also Kyra's stepson.
“You are sure ngizinin Eiden married the same one-child widow, Gail?” ask Zeela, Cavan's sister.
Abigail frowned. “What's wrong, Brother?”
Zeela folded her hands together in a haughty style. He stared intently at Kyra and Eiden who were preparing to return home. “You don't feel that his son will threaten us in the future? He has absolutely no blood relation with us!”
Abigail breathed a heavy sigh. He knows very well the temperament of his brother-in-law. “Kak, Darren is not a kid like that.”
“Yes, the boy was good because he was a kid. If it is big? Can you guarantee that the child will be good?” avenging Zeela still did not accept her nephew marrying a widow.
“Kak, Kyra it—”
“Udahlah, free I talk to you.” Zeela turned a dejected face.
“Aduh, Auntie, if you talk about the person delicious directly in front of the person. Don't be behind.”
Abigail and Zeela turned their eyes. I don't know since when, Darren was standing behind them. The boy reviewed the smile with a calm look, as if Zeela's words did not affect him at all.
Zeela. “Ngapain are you here, Boy?” resounding.
Darren chuckles. “Hampir oma dong.” He took Abigail's hand.
“Cih! I'm warning you, yes, boy, even if you're older than Emily, don't ever expect you to inherit the Kennedy family fortune! Remember that!” zeela said in a non-playful tone.
“Kak..” Abigail reprimands. Darren was too small to be given such a sentence.
“Oma Zee heard from where did Darren want Om Eiden's treasure? Little Gini Darren is rich, you know. The legacy of mami is enough, kok.” Darren replied with a big smile.
“Thankful, if you are self-conscious. You are only a stepson, forever will be,” ketus Zeela.
“Yes, Darren understands, really, if Darren is just a stepson.” Darren smiled meaningfully. “Hm.. because Darren is the successor to Kirren’s Boutique and all his minions, it seems Oma Zeela VIP access to the boutique must be revoked, deh.”
Zeela glares. Revoked?! Hey, to sign up for a VIP member at that boutique Zeela took months! Because Kyra does not playfully give access. Only certain people managed to pass the strict selection.
After getting the VIP stamp, the person can get information on the latest products Kirren— even before launching. In fact, they can order the product in advance in advance. VIP members could also send their dream dress designs, and Kirren's party would be happy to realize.
“You—”
“What? Darren was wrong, huh?” The boy had a plain face. “Darren don't want mommy to have julid.” customers
“Boc—”
“You unplugged now or go, Oma?” darren Cengengesan.
Zeela clucked in annoyance. Then leave Darren and Abigail.
“Oma, are you okay?” darren asked to look at Abigail who was now actually her grandma.
Abigail crouched down next to Darren. His hand moved rubbing the cheek of the boy. “Thank you, yes.”
Darren rubbed Abigail's hand that was perched on her cheek. “Oma, succumbing to the same people we respect it can. But, giving up too often, is wrong. People will instead label Oma as weak because Oma always relents. As long as Oma is not wrong, do not hesitate to reply, yes.”
Abigail smiled haru. Advice he had never received from anywhere. His parents taught him to respect the older. However, Darren's words successfully opened his heart.
Right, if he continued to relent, he would be considered weak. That can't happen.
“Grandma will remember message Darren.” Abigail kissed Darren's forehead at a glance. “Darren smart child.”
“Mami, anyway, who is teaching, hehe.”
The middle-aged man was shocked when he saw Darren's hand extended backwards while giving a thumbs up, coding him. The boy felt his presence.
Cavan chuckled softly. That kid must still have a lot of surprises in the future.
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Returning home from church, Eiden takes his small family back to the mansion. Along the way, Emily and Kyra sing together. Darren is just silent, playing the game on Eiden—'s phone which is in fact much more interesting than the game on Kyra's phone.
Kyra, right, installed an app that supports brain intelligence. So, sometimes it's kind of boring.
“Om! Darren wins!” pekik Darren shows the phone screen. Posted in ‘victory’ above.
Eiden nodded with a shady look.
“Score Om Eiden udah Darren lose dong!” darren said proudly. He plays the next level. The screen suddenly changed. There's a phone coming in. “Om, someone called.”
Eiden took his phone. “Halo, Garry?”
“Master, Miss Kyra's house is heavily guarded by several bodyguards. I am not allowed to enter.”
Eiden glanced at Kyra who was focused on playing guesswork with Emily. “Deliver the phone to them.”
Garry according. He gave his phone to one of the bodyguards who introduced himself as chairman. Eiden handed Kyra his phone.
“Halo?” kyra.
“Nona?”
“Yes, it's me. Um, let Garry go inside. She's my husband's envoy.”
“Su–your husband, Miss?” The head of the bodyguard looked at Garry probing. “But, this master brought some people. They said they wanted to pick up Miss's stuff to move.”
“This is how it is, I am married today. I'm moving into my husband's house. So, please help them pack my things, understand?”
“Understanding, Miss.”
“Ya already.” Phone turned off. Kyra returned Eiden's phone.
“What is the bodyguard for?” ask Eiden curiously.
“Successful people like us need bodyguard.” Kyra looked at her husband meaningfully. “You understand, right, that means?”
Eiden nodded. He agrees with that. Did I find a personal bodyguard for them too, huh?
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His afternoon...
“Mommy find you guys, yes.” Kyra walks to the back of the tree. “Baaa! Emily meet!”
Emily laughs when Kyra hugs her while tickling her waist. They fell on the grass. Suddenly silent, Kyra puts her index finger on her lips, coded to keep Emily quiet. Kyra pointed towards the bushes in the east direction. Darren's hiding in there.
Yes, this afternoon, the sun is not too hot. So, Kyra invites her two children to play in the back garden of the spacious mansion. A neatly trimmed green grove, surrounded by trees and soothing flowers. A hide and seek is an option.
The two women of different generations were flocking towards Darren. Then exclaimed when he managed to get the little man. Darren screeched in shock because of their loud voice.
A second later, Darren runs because Kyra is about to catch him. “Cursue, Darling!” exclaim Kyra spirit. As a result, Darren is pursued by Kyra and Emily. They laugh together.
Five minutes, Darren was caught. Instead of being upset, the boy laughed.
The moment was clearly recorded by the eyes of the servants. They smiled happily to see their little employer had gotten a pleasant mother figure. The presence of Darren and Kyra is indeed fully supported by the servants.
Besides the waiter, Eiden watched the three from the second floor. The man smiled a little. His daughter is so excited. Never once had Eiden seen Emily laugh so loud.
From the other direction, Cavan and Abigail observed. They smile. The days in the mansion will definitely change. The atmosphere that was originally awkward and boring, will now change.
^^^To be continuous...^^^