Mr. Mafia Is Mine
Chapter 43 (Season 2)
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Air pollution in the morning and traffic jams on some streets in the Indonesian capital is already daily food for the people who inhabit the country famous for its resident hospitality. The handsome man tapped his fingers slowly at the wheel of his sedan car. Look straight ahead there. The sound of radio playing accompanies themselves in solitude when it is jammed. Several times the sound of Car and Motorcycle horns brought a chill in the morning. But this Winata man was more patient waiting for the traffic jam. Than to bring a rowdy.
The song by Stinky's singer was titled Could it be possible to greet Indra hearing a man aged thirty-plus, often carrying a bland smile on his red lips. Bian Winata, this handsome, well-established man was intrigued to hear the song that had just aired accompanying himself in solitude.
"The song is enough to give pseudo hope," Bian muttered in between the song that flowed.
Nine years passed yet his heart was still in the word, waiting. It was as if the time that passed was unable to age her. Many beautiful girls fall in her charms. Even though Bian's age is no longer in the category is very young. However, the man who has the status of a Doctor in one of the big clicks located in South Jakarta has a face that is so charming. Doesn't look like a thirty-something-year-old man. Like a twenty-four year old man.
Either because of good care or because of the work that is not heavy and troublesome. He looks so much younger than his age. Although several times urged by the Mother to marry the girls of her family choice. Bian never paved his family's request.
No one doesn't know about this handsome Doctor's heart. Considering Bian Winata has brought Dera Sandya forward to his two parents. They both agreed and gave Dera their blessing. Seeing a polite attitude and beautiful words. Bian's two parents are parents who want to understand the position and heart of the son. And see how the candidate will be married by Bian. Even though the girl who was brought nine years ago is not beautiful. Like the girls who have come to their homes. Who was blatantly chasing after the first son who was very handsome. Unfortunately, beauty is not always in harmony with the heart and order of the Krama. They are indeed very beautiful and clear like movie stars and models. Unfortunately, both parents were horrified to see the disrespect and also the way they chased Bian was not pleasant in the eyes.
If it wasn't for Keyla messing up all of her. Maybe Dera could have been with Bian. Maybe you have a happy little family. A fresh smile broke when the horn from the back car broke Bian's daydream. Want to not want the man stepped on the gas of his car.
Bian sedan car drove splitting the road that was quite smooth. Unlike earlier, it must be based in the middle of a traffic jam.
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Blowing wind in summer brings a cool feeling even though it is not too soothing. Sean opened the boxes one by one. Although the expensive school where the children of Hiro Yamato and Dera Sandya provide food that is very classy and certainly very delicious. Unfortunately, Sean prefers to bring supplies from home. It's not about saving money. Given Hiro will not fall poor just for the cost of eating the son. Only, Sean Yamato's tongue was unfamiliar with foreign cuisine. His tongue has already absorbed typical Indonesian spices. It will be very picky when eating food abroad. You could say, this handsome boy only likes to eat Indonesia.
The footsteps were ignored. When the cover is open one by one. Ughhhh! It's really hungry. The side dishes given by the mother always make Sean feel hungry. Three boxes of side dishes and two bags of rice for breakfast and lunch. In the city of the first side dish contains the gulai of Sean's favorite chicken, in the second box special vegetable stir fry kale and the last box containing fried tempe in accompany ordinary fried tofu. Of course seasoned with spices to crisp and maknyus.
NAH!
Sean did not need to lift his handsome face just to see the perpetrator who made a noise by shifting the legs of the chair and put some food on the table. Sean sighed softly while sitting with David's blue-eyed bead.
"You always come early to the roof. And leave your best friend in class" David protested indifferently despite Sean's cold gaze.
"I don't like you eating with me. I know you're always after the side dishes I bring. You can eat in the cafeteria!" annoyed Sean with a cold tone.
"Well! You're the one who talks when you're at Pepet girls' school. But it seems you feel more like the food you brought is more valuable to the point that it speaks at such length!" reply David amazed.
Sean Yamato, this kid is indeed very talkative and cold. Even so always teased by classmates and in those who are not. Seeing his handsome and cold face does not necessarily reduce the interest of his schoolmates to be close to him. Someone wrote a love letter to her. People say love monkeys.
Funny, sitting in Primary School. Both boys and girls know the opposite sex. Very different in the past, indeed. Sometimes Dera mocked Sean when he accidentally found a love letter in the bag of the son. Since then, before returning home. Sean Yamato will reach into the entire contents of his bag so that there is no trash named other Love Letter.
"Curtain! You're too big a mouth!" sean's hiss got a five-finger smile from David.
Although Sean looks cold, sharp-tongued and very difficult to approach. But this Japanese-indonesian mixed-blooded boy is not a miserly man. Evident despite having expressed his dislike of this classmate. Sean didn't forbid when David scooped this up and it was in his box. Eating alone is better than eating alone, right?
Occasionally, it sounds Sean's dislike of David and is countered by David's special laughter. It is a unique friendship.
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Glasses framing hiding bangir Hiro. The dark honey bead looks so focused on staring at the numbers and letters in the report. Long-sleeved white shirt dress in fold up to elbow. Three buttons of his shirt left open. What a hot and manley sight.
Sit in a chair with a glass of warm tea without sugar. Anyone who would have thought that this man who looked so dashing was a Mafia Boss. If people see how the current state of Hiro Yamato is definitely Yamato's male profession it is just a CEO of a leading Company in Southeast Asia. Not a Yakuza Mafia Boss.
The knock outside the door decided Hiro's sharp and observant gaze on the report.
"Lake in!" the thrill was loud making the wooden door creak softly and open.
Hiro's right hand bowed respectfully to his superior before stepping in narrowing the distance that stretched.Hiro leaned his back on the chair. Staring straight at Yeko.
Hiro folded into his two hands in front of his chest. Yeko's cold eyes, which shriveled his forehead.
"Is it about the sales opinion of the newly opened branch in Nagasaki, Boss?" ask Yeko who does not know there is an error in the newly opened branch company.
Not answering. Hiro threw the file on the floor. Make white papers scatter. Yeko quiet. This sharp-eyed man did not open his voice seeing how unhappy this Yakuza Boss was at the results obtained. People can play sneaky on other companies. But they are wrong for the moment. Hiro Yamato, who is considered by many women, is not a CEO who sits quietly. Not a man who is not used to snatching and killing those who cheat and quibble. Playing with Hiro is not just burning but going to ashes.
"Okay boss, I'll cut off the rotten tail!" Yeko exclaimed as a piercingly cold look drifted towards him.
There's no change. The aura of Hiro's workroom felt gripping. Yeko felt numbness instantly as a powerful killing aura filled the room. Three times to save Yeko's life. The wooden door opened slowly. Dera smiled at the two. A tray of biscuits and cold chocolate milk was brought in.
The dark aura faded. An inline smile was clearly visible on Hiro's face. The man stood up from his sitting position approaching the sofa in the corner of the room. Put the contents of the tray on the table.
"Did I nod Brother at work?" tanya Dera was spontaneous. From the tail of his eyes, he could see the papers scattering on the floor.
Hiro smiled innocently and shook his head slowly. Before giving a murderous look to Yeko. The man standing in front of the table immediately rushed to grab the paper on the floor. Dera groans softly seeing the pity on Clara's husband.
Dera put the tray he was carrying on the table. Before moving closer to Yeko. Pick up the paper scattered on the floor. Hiro, of course, in the fog. Stepping wide blocking Dera's wrist. Making the girl who was bowing look back.
"Sit on the couch. I'll take care of it." Prevent Hiro from smiling.
"We can ride it together to make it go faster!" dera answered so lightly.
Hiro regretted his actions just now. He should have calmed his anger. Yeko, quiet. Not reacting he prefers to pick up paper quickly on the floor to quickly finish. Hiro sighed softly releasing Dera's hand, before picking up the paper. It didn't take long to collect the report paper that Hiro threw away.
Now that the collected papers were lying helplessly on Hiro's desk. Yeko hurriedly stepped out of the room.
"Is there any more trouble?" Tanya Dera pulled her husband's wrist to sit on the sofa.
Hiro Yamato just according. Grabbing a glass of milk chocolate given by the wife. He sipped it slowly. Which mobsters drink cold chocolate milk? Everywhere the Mafia drank alcoholic beverages at exorbitant prices. But here, Hiro Yamato, the Mafia boss who is feared by many, must be a sweet cat next to his wife. Didn't you know Hiro made Dera Sandya a sweet cat. This time, Hiro Yamato was the one who became the sweet cat for Dera.
"It's just a trivial matter!" Reply Hiro put a glass that only stayed half on the table.
Dera standing from a sitting position. Round the sofa, standing behind Hiro. Narrowing Hiro's muscular shoulders. Very comfortable for Hiro. His two closed eyelids get a massage from his wife. A smile on the top pulled up.
Rarely is there a woman as great as Dera. Simple and gentle woman. Sometimes Hiro was astonished at Dera. At times women out there will empty their credit cards just for shopping. No day without swiping a credit card without limits. But for Dera it's better to save money and save for Sean. It was as if this one-child woman had forgotten who the husband was. Dera who is used to living in simplicity chooses the same life as he once did. Simple and warm.
"Once in a while try to make free time for family and leisure time. Besides, I can afford Sean is not a treasure freak. Complete health and family is more precious than the golden gem!" Dera's sweat in between her balls.
Both closed eyes opened again.
"alright. I'll make time for our family even more!" hiro replies slowly full of happiness.
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"How much are we going to get for the Pistol smuggling cooperation?" ask the woman who served as the Big Boss of Dragon to her subordinates.
"Not too many bosses. Given the smuggling routes are very prone to getting caught. In contrast to the Yakuza they have greater security and smuggling rates than us!" says slowly.
Those red lips lit up slowly. It was not easy to rebuild his already destroyed group at the hands of Hiro Yamato. His parents were cut off because of him. If asked if Mirabel regrets loving Hiro Yamato. This woman will not reply to just give an answer. What is in Mirabel Nakano's heart right now is a deep grudge and hatred for Dera Sandya. It was because of that ugly woman that she and her family were destroyed in Hiro's hands.
Mirabel Nakano promises to strengthen the Dragon group. And come get revenge on Dera. Mirabel wanted to tear Dera apart with her hand. And killed Dera and Hiro's son. From the beginning, Hiro was his. Mirabel will never let Hiro into Dera's hands. Happy family, huh? Don't hope. This beautiful woman will destroy her.
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