Good Romance With My Bad Mafia

Good Romance With My Bad Mafia
THE CHAPTER 50


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Arlan looked at the man before her, dressed in all black with a hat as well as matching glasses. The man was irritable to talk the same as Arlan "Thank you for finding my girl" said Arlan sincerely, he stuck out his hand and was directly in the hands of Miran.


"Together"


Arlan took off the position he looked around him, this place was very broad and shady. Now they are in the flower garden in this village, very few people live here, because it is said that this place is haunted and many people who stay away from this beautiful village.


Arlan had read this location in a geography book written by a famous mountain climber who likes to travel the world, indeed, in the book written in this village there are only hundreds of families who want to live in this village, because the place is quite far from the city, and very few shops open in that place, it is very troublesome if you want to shop.


"Do you intend to stay here, man?" ask Miran suddenly


Arlan shook his head "don't know, if my girl wants to, I think I should want to be in this place"


Miran nodded "she's a good girl, looking for her I saw she was helping the grandmothers carry firewood"


Arlan frowned dislike "Why don't you help her?!"


Miran scratched the shoulder "if I bring myself up, I think she'll run away again to another country. He's not stupid, he can definitely guess that you're looking for him"


Arlan was silent, right "Now tell me where the house is"


Miran gave me a piece of paper, containing the address of the house that Yaya currently occupied "That's her, I see she lives with two women and one man"


"One man?" muttered Arlan furiously, who is that man?!


"Yes, an old man with a bushy beard, this guy calls his uncle Sam, that's all I know"


Arlan nodded "thank you, Miran. What you want in return"


Miran shook her head "I'm sincerely helping Lan" she said casually


Arlan nodded, he took out his business card "you can contact me if you need anything"


Miran nodded "you're a trillionaire" he said, "this company, I investigate it often"


Arlan frowned "what are you pecking at my company for" she asked flatly


"my job used to be a mercenary, I was on a massive salary to investigate someone, and back then I was still a cf. They told me to peg at a woman... There was a criminal working at your place, you didn't know that?"


Arlan snubbed "criminals? That's right"


Miran chuckled "you won't believe it, she has even killed many people there, and lastly... The police managed to catch him dead"


Arlan was jolted to know that fact, there used to be rumors to his ears that in one branch of his family company there were arrested by police in a state of being shot dead, shot, but he did not know who it was, it used to be a hoax for him, but now he just knew the truth.


"Are you interested in working for me?"


Miran shook her head "I've worked somewhere, my name is not revealed but I work hard here. My salary is also great, if you want to know" Miran said confidently.


"Ah, okay, then. I have to see my girl first, thanks again Miran"


Miran nodded, "send my regards to Lan"


I just nodded, Lan was able to come, but I told her to go back to the hotel where we were staying because Lan had been in the heat for a few days. The man often closed his eyes to get rid of the dizziness in his head, rather than getting worse, it was better for Arlan to let Lan rest for some time.


Arlan walked towards the house where the girl lived, the classic model house was very large towering but not terraced, the yard was also wide, filled with various kinds of shady trees that added to the coolness of the surrounding area.


Arlan was silent in his place, to be honest he was confused how he could speak well with yaya, he had never experienced anything like this before, usually Arlan would snap a finger and everything he wanted would be obtained.


Arlan walked up to the door, knocking several times until the door was opened by an old woman with glasses "who's looking?" Ask her


Arlan smiled, as much as possible he would be friendly in this place "is there a yaya? I want to meet him"


The woman was silent for a moment, she noticed Arlan's appearance was at the end of the foot to the end of the head "who are you"


The woman nodded "go in son" she stroked Arlan's strapping shoulder with her wrinkled hands


Arlan cheered in his heart, he was so happy! The first step went well, he entered the house following the steps of the grandmother, he saw the grandmother pointing east, there seemed yaya was engrossed in cooking with Ella. Now Arlan knows who the mastermind of this hideout is.


"I went to my room first" said the grandmother


"Do I have to deliver, Grandma?" asked Arlan politely, the grandmother smiled "no need" and left.


Arlan walked closer to the kitchen, smiling at her girl who was so focused on cooking that she was unaware of her presence here. He immediately hugged yaya tightly from behind, making the two girls gasp in shock instead of playing.


Yaya wanted to shout loudly, but Arlan immediately turned her back until now they faced each other, the man silenced his girl's mouth with a soft, very gentle kiss. Arlan's tears drip between her kisses.


He let go of the kiss as yaya patted her straight shoulder, her girl running out of oxygen. "Hhh.. Huh.. W-why are you here!" yaya asked with a trembling voice, he was shocked and scared to look at the man.


Instead of answering, Arlan glanced at Ella "could you leave us?"


Ella looked at Yaya for approval, feeling yaya nod, she complied, leaving the place.


Arlan looked back at her girl's face, he stroked the girl's pacified cheek "why leave me?" arlan asked softly, her tears still dripping, say she was a crybaby this time. But that is the reality!


Yaya stared fiercely at Arlan's face "need me to answer?" ask her back, make Arlan look down inside.


"It's Arlan, I don't want to see you! Our relationship... Let's just end it, I'm not your fiance anymore, ing—"


"No! No!" Arlan shook his head, the man hugged the girl terrified "you can't die, I don't want to!" you can feel the man's shoulders shaking in his arms.


"Why? Why are you forcing me to stay when you've ruined everything?"


Arlan took off the hug "let's go home, we talk about everything all right, baby"


Yaya brushed off Arlan's hand "this is my place! Where else do I go?" said cynical


Arlan looked down lethargic, he was afraid of losing control and forced his girl to go home in an inhumane way "We need space, let's go to the hotel where—"


"Here it is" said Yaya refused firmly.


Arlan looked at the girl with a glare, yaya could see that, a hunk of hope emanated in her eyes, deep sadness over Arlan's heart, but yaya did not care. He's just a jerk in his eyes now.


Arlan looked at the girl again "I'll explain everything, please listen to me. Yeah, sweetie?" The ink is soft. yaya was surprised, why is Arlan so sweet?


"Say, I don't have much time to hear you tell a story"


. Arlan's shoulder slumped, so sad to hear his "I was trapped by the girl! He asked me for help the night his company was burned to the ground by his enemy"


Yaya squealed "you're a cop? Why is he complaining to you?"


Arlan shook his head, he actually felt disgusted when talking about this, he had already touched the damn woman. It's dirty! What if yaya knew the truth?


"Can't answer?" yaya looked at Arlan unhappily, he folded his hands in front of his chest "go away, I'm sick of seeing you!"


Arlan shook his head like a child, his habits when together yaya will change completely, he will be transformed into what it is and a little spoiled when with the girl.


"No, can you throw me out? I even flew right here when I found out where you were"


"It's none of my business, no one forced you here. You better go home, take care of your woman, I think she's crying in the hug right now!"


Arlan was silent, this angry girl turned to him. Very jutek, Arlan to not recognize this nature, yaya he knows not so.


"I'm not leaving, we're going home together"


"Go! You didn't hear? GO AWAYL! ARLANS!"