Mr. Mafia Is Mine
Chapter 19

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The warm brown eye bead was still reluctant to move his brown netra from the ceiling of the room he occupied, the handsome doctor's house was so big. Being in luxury housing one of the numbers of South Jakarta. Yesterday the man indirectly expressed feelings to himself if, to be honest there was a sense that erupted when the awaited word became real. As the fantasy turns into reality, Dera wants a simple life from the man she loves. A life that doesn't play much with the heart and mind.

Knock the door outside his room, making the body that was laid down as comfortable as possible to get straight out of bed. Dera got off the bed and stepped towards the wooden door, opening it slowly. When the door was wide open, Dera could see a sturdy body with a warm smile from Bian making him feel thumping.

"Aren't you home early today?" tanya Dera tried to open the conversation first.

"Yes, because today we're going to the mall first. We will buy clothes for the night" said Bian cheerfully.

"ah! Is correct. I almost forgot," replied Dera before looking down embarrassed. A red hue spread across both of his cheekbones.

Seeing the change in Dera's face, the crunchy gulp of the young doctor sounded soothing. Bian liked the expression released by Dera, the girl looked so sweet in Bian's eyes.

"Well, both of Brother's parents will accept me. Because I'm not equal to you, brother!" Dera exclaimed as he straightened his head when something stuck in his heart he uttered. At first he didn't think he was there. However, suddenly the thought of not being as purposeful as the old man instantly flashed.

Bian smiled faintly, his palm rubbing gently on the top of Dera's head. "My parents weren't treasure-crazed, De," Bian said. "They must have accepted you, because you were my woman of choice." Bian still stroked the top of Dera's head gently.

"Well, I'm a little worried" said Dera.

"Yes. Sure oes. Mama and Papa came from a simple family before having the wealth that it is today" Bian said, lowering his hand from the top of Dera's head.

Dera developed a smile on her lips. Transmitted the same smile to the man standing in front of her.

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The tap of his index finger on the workbench with a wrinkled face, the man looked so tangled. For two days the girl's whereabouts were unknown, she regretted having removed the tracking ankle bracelet on Dera's ankle.*****roughly to end the knock on the table, the statement said, before the chair was turned back. Making him look at the building is no less luxurious in front of his building.

"Where are you?" monologue with heavy tone.

Eyelids covered the dark brown bead that was now fretting, his heart did not stop blaming itself. How could he be cheated, making the girl disappear just like that. Hiro knew, it couldn't underestimate Mirabel. That woman really made Hiro sick. So fed up! If something happens that is beyond his mind. So, Hiro will not remain silent. Killing was not an obstacle for him. Although he had to kill the daughter of his partner. It will do, even though it will have a big impact on their relationship. He doesn't care, he doesn't really care. If you want to see how the devil shows up. So Hiro will show, the cold is not a scary thing. However, wrath was more frightening than death.

TOK ! TOK ! GECK!

Three taps before the transparent glass door opened Yeko walked in with a few food boxes. Their boss had not eaten anything since yesterday, the man seemed very reluctant to fill his stomach.

"Boss!" Yeko shouted, putting the provisions on the table.

Hiro's oversized throne chair rotated. Hiro looked at Yeko with a disheveled face. "Is there any new news?" hiro asked with a cold face however, in a hopeful tone.

"Sorry, Boss! We still don't know where Miss Dera is." Yeko answered him honestly with his head lowered.

Hiro's jaw hardens. Really, really annoying. How could his people still not find the whereabouts of the girl.

"Get out." Hiro turned his chair around as he had been.

"I'd rather this." Dera answered while pointing at the dress shirt below the knee with plain long sleeves without motive.

"Would you be sure about just this?" ask Bian slowly.

"Yes. After all, just for tonight," replied Dera confidently.

Bian smiled gently this man knew for sure why this girl only asked for one shirt. Bian can give more for her. From the beginning of entering several figures of clothes, this girl's gelagat has been monitored. Which is so funny according to this handsome doctor. Several times he held the clothes and secretly saw the price of the clothes listed on the furniture. What almost makes Bian burst out laughter is when Dera's retina widens. And by pretending to say he does not like the clothes held for this and that reason.

If it was any other girl, they would even be very proud of the price that exceeded the clothes they used to buy. The more expensive the price, the more confident they will wear it. As for this girl, the more expensive the price of a shirt is. The heavier they wear it.

"We could have some new releases, Miss, maybe want to give it a try?" bargain the servant figure in a friendly manner.

Dera and Bian turned to the side. That beautiful girl with shoulder-length hair smiled brightly. I wish the customer could buy a lot of clothes at the store.

"No I——"

"Can. Please bring some clothes of the latest model of the same size with this shirt. If it can be polite, do not be too open," said Bian cut the rebuttal from Dera.

A beautiful smile was immediately developed by the store clerk, without many words he went straight to the latest clothes rack, of course at a price that could make the wallet scream.

"Sister!" whinek Dera in a slow tone.

"No whining, De!" said Bian. "We came here to buy clothes instead of looking for clothes that are worth slanting. If only for one shirt. Why do we go to the big mall," he continued to make Dera snatch slowly.

"One shirt if it costs eight hundred thousand for a standard mah can cover the cost of eating for two weeks," grumbled Dera slowly.

Although slowly. Not that Bian can't hear clearly. The man just smiled funny.

"This is the latest dress and politely does not open," said a figure officer who thrust several clothing stels towards Dera. Inevitably the girl accepted it with a gentle smile.

"Well try," said Bian.

Dera stepped wordlessly into one of the locker rooms. It doesn't take long to change clothes. Dera came out in an ivory white dress frilly flowers plain knee-length with short sleeves.

"How's it?" ask Dera to Bian. The view given by Bian is unreadable.

"Is it ugly?" asked Dera again when he did not get an answer from Bian.

The man smiled before shaking little. "No, it's fitting, '" said Bian with a friendly smile as usual.

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Finished buying a few pieces of clothing and filling the stomach both chose to end exploring the mall. Sometimes they laughed softly, with many topics before Dera's footsteps were restrained. Making a sturdy move Bian also stopped. Dera's eye beads grow when looking from the direction of the mall entrance the man who most do not want to be found is there.

"Damn," hissed Dera as his eyes caught Leo's duet.

"What?" bian asked clarified what Dera had just muttered.

"No. I have a stomachache, let's go back. It seems that next to the ice figure there was a public toilet," Dera said quickly.

Not yet Bian replied Dera had attracted the man to turn while in front there, Leo did not see Dera's whereabouts. If the man saw Dera, then surely tomorrow maybe Dera was directly inside Hiro's mansion. Just imagining it made Dera horrified.