Mr. Mafia Is Mine
Chapter 39

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The brush dances with the paint on a clean white canvas that has now gradually changed color. Beautiful eye beads as if they do not want to escape from the nicks of her soft hand dance stains. A rough breath from the mouth becomes the covering of the dancing finger rhythm. Always beautiful, at least that's what people will think when they see a finished painting. The clattering of footsteps touched the dim-witted woman with bright brown hair. The owner of the body chooses indifferent to the tone that flows between the steady roar of his breath.

"What's the name of this beautiful painting, ma'am?" ask for a soft voice like a breeze that is willing to be with the morning wind.

Nomi's head did not look to the side. Where the slender body stands next to the single seat that the middle of this beautiful woman sits. A paper-thin smile on the display nicely. Thin lips without lip dye or lip moisturizer that opens slowly.

"The flower that longs," replied Nomi in a soft tone.

A hand thrust on two shoulders carried the head of this beautiful woman up. Look at the pretty face of her daughter.

"Mom misses her again?" the question is definitely right on target without having to answer,"Meet Brother. Tell him who Mom really is. Don't be a loser about a story, Mom!" continue to remember.

Either already several times the girl one mother with the Yakuza Mafia is giving advice to this Japanese woman. Nomi is a tough woman. Many flavors are hidden behind the appearance of a flat face with lips tightly clenched. And this beautiful girl knows that. The journey of the mother is not easy. A lot's going on here. And the woman who gave birth to these two children. Must be quiet to get everything right.

"There's no need to talk about it."

In the end Nomi will only choose to be a loser just to protect the people who are valuable to him.

In a different place. The dark monitor screen becomes more attractive when the blob turns into a view that is so happy. Oho! Looky. Hiro's lips never stopped smiling widely just because the little blob would soon have a tight beat before changing shape again. An affectionate grip can never be separated from it.

"His fetus looks healthy, sir!" Excited the female doctor when pulling the tool from the top of the stomach surface that is still somewhat flat. Given Dera's small body that is not too big.

Hiro helps Dera fix her shirt. Before helping his beloved wife sit down and get out of bed. The two followed Doctor Dina into the room until. Without allowing the two would-be parents to sit in a chair. They are used to sitting first. Following Doctor Dina who is now seen to record some vitamins that will be consumed by Dera in the future.

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Occasionally a tissue rubs the corners of Dera's thin lips. The pregnant woman looked so greedy eating Chicken Sate. While Hiro, the Mafia Boss was seen sparkling to see Dera's greed. Dera's clear brown eyes stare at the big screen which is now showing cute little babies.

"Don't that baby look so cute, brother?" Tanya Dera stopped the movement of the skewers who wanted to put in the mouth. His head turned towards the animated-faced man sitting right beside Dera.

"Yes. Cute," replied Hiro soberly.

"Don't you like girls or boys?"

"I like both of them. Most importantly they are healthy," replied Hiro gently.

Dera reviews the smile. Hiro does tend to be gentle with her. Although the beginning of this man's meeting was rather scary and also so scary. Still remember clearly. Meeting to both. When the head rolls up to the thumb of his foot. The insanity continued as Hiro cut off the enormous Amazon Crocodile before his eyes. Ah—utu. It was a terrifying memory.

Clara. The girl told me how poor Hiro was. The man who was killed the first time they met was a corrupt man in the country. The big crocodile made into shoes. It was a creature that became a nightmare for little Hiro. Where when the man fails, he will be locked up in the Predator's cage overnight. Just imagine being able to make any human goosebumps.

A lot of pain that this handsome guy went through. The pain that never ends. Many scars bear witness to Hiro's life journey. The faint wound was so big on his leg. Because of the big crocodile's bite. Receiving one-two hot lead is not unusual. Her husband received a lot of hot lead that almost took his life to float.

"Hey! What's wrong with you? Is something wrong? Or is anyone sick?" Hiro said in panic, Dera's tears flowed staring at him with a sad look."Or am I talking wrong?" Her follow-up gently removed the teardrops that flowed across to Chubby Dera's two cheeks.

Dera placed a skewer on the plate in front of him. Before getting into Hiro's arms. After a while he was daydreaming. Pregnant women are the most sensitive women in the world. There was no wind or rain, they could cry for no reason. However, it was different from Dera. This woman cried when she remembered Hiro's past.

"Hey!" Hiro exclaimed frantically when the cry of Dera instead of her stopped even increased.

"A—ku...hiks..hiks.." The call for statements could not be continued when his heart felt pain.

"I'm sorry if my answer made you cry, baby!" Said Hiro with a heavy tone stroking the back of Dera.

Tears soaked Hiro's black shirt. Hiro doesn't know how to handle a crying woman. For life, Dera was the first woman he touched. The first woman to make Hiro committed in a relationship. Bringing a sure word in his life. Promise to protect her until the end of her breath.

"Don't cry!" Hiro's great-grandson at the end of the word panic. Her face is so funny.

Dera pushes Hiro's field chest plan. Jack up with two wet cheeks. Smiling thinly. Uh! The raut of her husband carrying the word anxiety came. Hiro's face is more adorable and cute than the babies on the television screen who are watching to two at this time.

"I want to kiss you!" Seriously with a hoarse tone.

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The waves crashing against the reef sounded rough. The burly body that was no longer young faced the sun that was seen descending slowly. Dimmed with orange. The breeze of the twilight wind brought peace seeping into the chest. Next to him stood a dashing man who did the same. There is no word that goes from lips to two. As if silent, it becomes a fun thing for both. Letting be lonely biting a taste that can not be explained with words.

"You love your friend's wife, huh!" the heavy voice was scornful.

Lopsided smile on the stock. Able to paralyze the twilight wind, when evil smile greets them. That handsome face was so perfect.

"Is there a law against it?" he asked back with pride.

Zeo. Followed by Leo, this young man also did the same. Father and son, who have a unique story.

"none. But in the dark world it's obviously so disgusting, young man!"

"No problem. Sometimes the sense of being present is not always sacred. Like a master who married a woman when she was legally married to another woman. Not comparable to me. Who only loves my friend's wife" replied Leo with a grin at the end of the word.

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