Mafia And Me
IT'S GONE

“Sa-I want to ask for help on a-you!”

Evans took a deep breath while leaning his back on the back of the chair. I don't know what the stupid lady wants to ask of her, again.

“I want Mr. Leo to tell Mr. I can't come to his engagement party.”

Even though Evans' workroom was so spacious and large, but why it felt so quiet even the master who was spoken to did not respond at all.

Alea tried to take a deep breath to try to ease the rumble in her chest that was about to explode. The shadow that night, smothered his chest.

The fear of the silent night that Evans created had such a devastating effect on him that he wanted to control and open his eyes to difficulties.

As Alea fought with her fear, she simultaneously raised her gaze.

Damn, both eyes caught the golden green bead did not escape to finish both eyes.

“You talked to me, hmm?”

Alea swallowed his saliva deeply. “Behold my face when you speak to me!”

Alea's eyes were jolted to look at the beautiful devil. “Repeat your words again!” pinta Evans made one of Alea's eyebrows raise.

“Come, tell me what you just said.”

Evans propped up his chin by sitting across one leg to the side and resting on his left leg, the man looked haughty.

“It turns out you quickly self-conscious. You don't deserve to be at a fancy party made by my own brother. You should have rejected it from the beginning, right?”

Alea stared with a sad look. “Say again. I want to listen to it.”

“Ehm..”.

Alea took a deep breath. “I want Mr. Leo to tell Mr. I can't come to his engagement party,” Alea's birthday, again.

“Your request is accepted!” replied Evans quickly.

“You decided the best thing, Alea. You should be self-aware. So don't embarrass yourself because the party isn't your place.

“You're not a cinderella in fairy tales. A waiter like you is no match for my family's lavish show.”

“You're just a waiter, Alea. Catch that!”

Alea held back her cries, even though both her eyes were already soaked Evans' words were so sharp it touched her heart.

He knows he's a waiter here. But, should Evans remind himself of those sharp words?

Alea took a deep breath while exhaling slowly.

“Ya, Sir. You're right, I should have realized from the beginning who I am here.

“I am not a Cinderella who has dreams too high. Thank you for reminding me. EVERYONE!”

Evans pulled the corner of his lips to the side. “Good if you understand!”

Evans is back on the wine. “And I'm pretty sure that Leo won't care if you come or not on his show even though I heard that my brother gave you a dress isn't he?”

“Yes. And now the beautiful dress was ruined by no one.”

Evans raised his eyebrows looking at Alea. “Oh yes. Then forget the party. You really don't deserve to be there!”

Alea again lowered her gaze, feeling sad.

“Ya, Mr.”

Evans got up from his seat. The man stood up and walked over to Alea. His chin split open with his index finger to force the woman to look at him.

Evans smiled in anguish. “You should remember Alea Anjanie.

“I'll never be comfortable if a waitress like you is at a fancy event with me even if you're wearing a pretty, fancy dress. But—”

That beautiful glint of eyes made Alea hold her breath.

 “ Won't make a waitress like you like a queen last night!”

“So throw away all your dreams!”

Alea silently held back her tears staring at Evans. The man threw and turned away leaving him behind. Her tears spread, Alea sobbed.

“Don't cry Alea. Already, you don't be weak like this,” Alea's heart calms down.

“Have forgotten the party, Alea,” her heart said again.

Alea gave a soft nod accompanied by wiping her tears violently.

Alea looked at the devil who was now away from before him. Evans' sharp words certainly made his chest hurt.

“There must be a reason is not why the man until this moment still retains me even though I am not wanted?”

“Alea..”.

“Jeez, Bryan!” exclaim Alea.

Bryan whinesan. “From yesterday I noticed you daydreaming constantly. Waggle hm board?”

Alea let out a slow breath while Bryan walked over. “Why with your face?”

“Indeed why my face?”

“You're looking out crying, Alea.”

Bryan grabbed Alea's chin and pulled her so she would look at him.

“Do you have any problems, hmm?”

“I'm fine, Bryan,” Alea replied lying while drying her two wet hands.

Alea did not want the man to know that he was sad. Yes, Alea was sad because the beautiful dress was broken.

“You lied right?”

“Do you already take stock of food in the warehouse?” alea asked to switch the conversation.

“It's all. Oh, ja. Do you know, sir came out after dinner last night.”

Alea nodded softly, Evans is indeed out and somewhere the man went nights like this.

Bryan approached Alea and helped dry the utensils. “What's wrong with you hmm?”

Actually do not need to be asked why, Bryan knows what makes this woman so silent and not as usual.

“I'm fine, Bryan.” Bryan was chin-backed while looking at Alea beside him.

“Why are you looking at me like that? Is something wrong?”

“Can you dance, Alea?”

“Dancing?” reply Alea. However, that answer seemed like a difficult answer. Alea looked hard thinking that Bryan saw.

 “What does this pouting face of yours have to do with Mr Leo's fiancee party?”

Alea's eyeballs rounded out instantly, then his seconds returned with a cheerful expression. Alea didn't want Bryan to be there all the time when he was sad.

“Plan with me, Alea.”

“Are you comforting me with your booze, Bry?”

“I'm not bragging, Alea.”

Alea rolled her eyeballs, sitting propping up her chin. “I don't want to dance. Especially with you,” Alea said.

Perhaps, bragging with Bryan made his mood not as painful as it was. The young man pursed his lips.

“Gosh, what's wrong with me. Why don't you dance with me, hmm?”

“There's no reason because I don't want to dance.”

Bryan got up from his seat while crouching with one hand outstretched. The young man asked Alea to dance with him.

“Will you dance with me, Alea?”

Alea laughed softly. “What the hell is Bry.”

Bryan rolled his eyes as the code asked Alea to shake his hand. Alea refused with a slow slit.

But, it wasn't Bryan if he didn't forcefully pull her to dance together.

“Aw... Bryan..” Alea said softly as he smacked the young man's shoulder. His little body almost fell into Bryan's arms.

The man also smiled warmly. “You forcers know no!”

Bryan chuckled staring anxiously at Alea. “Because I don't like being rejected!”

“I want to dance with you, Alea.” Alea smiled as she followed one hand that Bryan held.

“Just imagine that we are both at a fancy party event Mr. Leo,” Bryan said accompanied by a smile.

Alea raised one eyebrow looking at the young man who wrapped one arm around his waist.

“Why do you say that?”

“Because I know your pretty dress is ruined right?”