Mafia And Broken Girl
Visiting the Grave

The car that Gerald was driving was traveling at a moderate speed. Marco sat next to Gerald in the steering wheel. Marco's hand was busy scrolling his expensive tab while looking at the shares of Adicipta Group stock embedded within the company of a particular company.

Nothing to bother. All the reports from the manager showed amazing results. Their performance is incredible. The increase in stock prices that many times in the middle of the market increasingly shows no visible risk of loss. Marco breathed. At the end of each month he would check as much detail as possible all the reports, including the reports Gerald gave.

Marco closed his tab screen. "Ger Find a dress for Geby". Looking at the gloomy face of Geby who was staying earlier Marco smiled. He was anxious when his face was left at home. "Tell the waiter to help him dance".

"What's for tonight's event, sir?" Marco glanced at his assistant lazily. Why are you still asking. What else is it for. Marco leaned his head. "She asked to go out earlier, she said she was very bored at home".

"Okay sir, I will prepare" Miss will always be difficult even if only out with her friend. Gerald condemned her stupidity Miss has no friends from the history she was looking for. But still at the age of the lady it is natural to be bored even if only at home.

"Miss has a new social media account, sir" Marco who had been leaning directly struck. "What account? what's name?"

Why do you feel like you got struck by lightning.

Gerald finally told me. Marco quickly opened his phone looking for Gabriela. A new account.

Marco wettest. Hahaha her profile photo is even stiff so. "It looks like he needs to learn smiles and learn poses"

Gerald cring. "Miss doesn't really like social media, mister, she seems to like cooking"

"Just let him cook, if he likes to cook" Let him not be so bored at home. Uh is the cooking good? Suddenly, this crossed his mind. He smiled grinning. If this means Marco gets a new idea to make Gabriela ignited.

Yesterday he negotiated with me at the lingerie betting orphanage. This time I guess. Marco seemed to be thinking hard while looking out the window. Trees one by one through the air are so cold. Marco opened the windshield feeling the air blowing, the sunglasses perched on his nose.

They arrived at a public funeral. Gerald opened the trunk of the car to pick up a flower that he had stored before leaving. "Are you ready, sir? come on" Marco's still wearing his sunglasses. Followed by Gerald, they began to go down tomb after tomb. Passing through a lot of signs and also the name of who lives there.

The chirping of birds and also the sound of small animal animals are mutually agreed. The sunlight penetrated the tree branches. Green wild grass thrives even though it is not treated. Fallen leaves welcomed their arrival. Marco put aside the dried leaves that covered the tombstone. A name was written there, complete with date of birth and date of death. Marco took a breath staring at the navel for a second then the yellowish leaves began to fall one by one above the navel.

Gerald handed the flowers to Marco. The man took it and put it on top of the navel. Marco's hand again set aside the fallen anchor.

How are you doing there? I am still as I was and will always pray for you.

You will always live in your heart, whether you or me. At the end of the day I was busy, sorry. I will visit you always I promise.

Marco looked at the pusara. The one who breaks down there is the hero. The man who was willing to sacrifice himself to protect Andika Marco's father. The advanced man is undaunted when the person appears to divide the Adicipta Group. It was the season of the traitors who propagated their respective missions to master the large companies that began to crawl on the market.

There was no sin and no harm, but he had to die of a backlash. Marco was young. But he clearly remembered the scene. Where a little girl screamed screams to see her father die.

Back then Marco could not get down to help, he simply watched the heartbreaking scene from inside the car. Marco was banned down most likely there are still many people out there who might be targeting his father so Andika did not want to take the risk.

This became the beginning of Andika Marco's father had to isolate himself abroad. Securing all important assets of the company. Leaving Marco to be made his successor.

Finally Marco grew up in the hands of great men his father's followers. Many things have not been solved in the case of the shooting.

All cases were closed by the police because there was no evidence and strong witnesses. As time went on there was still attack, Marco finally began to get caught off guard then tried a new trick of shooting practice. The personality gets stronger and makes it a person who will not know fear.

In Marco was born the new Marco. That gentle demeanor slowly dissipated changing with her current coldness. He studied all the coaching to add to his abilities.

When the ambulance entered the cemetery Marco could only hold himself in the car watching from a distance the chest had entered the grave.

Marco wiped his tears. These memories are always sensitive. This is why his revenge has not gone away. The lives of people are no longer helped. Marco has now managed to take over the company. He became the most feared man. There would be no slightest gap for the bullies.

If only I were alive and seeing me now. Both papa and me, we're all going to be family.

Gerald took three steps back to make room for Marco. The man spoke to the tomb through his heart. 15 Minutes passed and only the sound of birds flying.

They are the same as saying goodbye together in the heart before leaving the navel.

"Master use your glasses" Gerald warned. "Later your eyesight glare".

The car left the cemetery. It always happens when they visit the tomb. The two of them always dissolve in sadness. Usually Marco will sit in the back seat with a shadow of the past.

But this time Marco sat next to Gerald, although looks sad face Marco this time much more friendly.

"Tell Geby to get ready and catch up, we go straight to the hotel to meet Matteo" They've arrived in town. The twilight lamp is instantly welcoming. They have to be hit by traffic jams because it's weekend so all the traffic is crowded.

"Miss Gabriela is heading to her master's hotel escorted by the driver" Marco smiled.

"gmall"

"Yes sir"

"We went to the apartment first" Gerald frowned. To apartments? Wanna what? Though puzzled, Gerald did not dare to ask.

"I want to change my clothes!" marco's voice boomed. "You want Gabriela to see me shabby like this" Marco touched his blezer the way he touched something disgusting.

"Okay sir" This is all I can say. What else will I do, young master? But please don't be so sensitive. I just cringe. It's natural to wonder if we're going to the apartment.

And also why did you perfect the performance in front of Miss Gabriela. Oops. Let what try. You have been perfect since birth.

"It looks like you've fallen in love, sir" Gerald swallowed his Saliva. Too bold to say this. He regretted having dared to disturb Marco's composure. But honestly this is a mistake. He glanced at Marco who was flinch.

"You're watching too much drama" Marco snorted as they descended on Marco's Apartment. How the hell did I fall in love with such a shabby ugly girl. But to be honest it immediately filled Marco's mind. I'm in love?

"Keep you!" Marco pushes Gerald when the apartment door opens. The distinctive aroma and also the direct light welcomed his arrival.

This is Marco's apartment. He also has a large collection of suits and formal attire here. If he's on a lot of shows he'll come home here changing clothes. Because it's too far home.

Marco looked at himself in front of the mirror. He stepped up again to take the suit from inside the closet. Still less, almost three times changed clothes and he finally felt satisfied.

I am handsome

He smiled as he entered the ballroom of a Luxury hotel. His eyes were looking for something but were not found. "Is Geby not here yet?"

"It doesn't seem like you're master" So you're looking this elegant for Miss Gabriela? I don't regret my words. You've fallen in love.

"Miss seems to be coming in a few minutes sir, information from their driver is stuck" Accurate information.

"Please, sir, sit down first I'll take the lady to the lobby"

With a flat face Marco sat on a sofa prepared for a special invitation. He had no interest at all in going forward to congratulate the party owner. His heart is not completely here.

Marco's eyes....

Seriate

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