Mr. Mafia Is Mine
Chapter 50 (Season 2)
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Sean's two eyelids closed slowly. A swipe made this boy's eyes closed tempted to fall asleep. The brush in the review is slowly on to Sean's two cheeks. Before the swab on the pink lips the child made his lips wet and red. Dera smiled widely, actually almost laughed when the fake hair was placed on the head of the son.
"Done!" Dera slapped his two shoulders twice. Make her two eyelids open.
This nine-year-old boy was almost back. If the mother's body is not behind her. Who is the girl who is in the makeup mirror in front of her. Wait why the child is wearing the same clothes. Dera laughed out loud seeing how Sean's face was being saddened.
"Huhahah! Son. ah not a very beautiful princess!" Said Dera in a loud laugh.
To the two eyes Sean flickered amusingly before his lips scowled to see his face turn out to be extremely beautiful. Oh, the power of make up. Hmh! The mother really sucks. The mother's laughter still exploded as she stared at the face embracing herself.
"Mama!!" annoyed Sean with a whining tone.
Dera tried to hold back the pace of laughter that was about to explode again.
"His words will make me funny and will make Mama like it. But why did it become like this?" sean asked looking at the expression of the mother from the mirror.
Dera dehemes slowly. Before smiling strangely.
"Didn't Sean want to look funny then what's wrong with dressing up like this. Today is Papa's birthday. We'll surprise your father. Let Papa laugh out loud. Sean had to learn to blink flirtatiously first dong!" persuade Dera. The two initially wanted to make a surprise for the birthday.
As usual, Hiro Yamato had forgotten too much about his birthday. Just remember three special days. The first day of his wife's birth, the second is the birthday of his beloved son Sean. And last of all was his wedding day and Dera.
"But this——"
"It's good, baby. We're just gonna change Sean's clothes for Princess Elsa's. And Mama's gonna wear the same suit as Sean. Open if Sean wants us to wear the same clothes. Mama has prepared it!" Cut Dera fast.
Sean bulged his two cheeks. Lost his pride. And her cool-ass face in front of people. But, looking at the face of the Mother's sumringah and the happy laughter of the Mother. Sean became heartless and wiped off the makeup on his face.
"But after this Mama wants to go on a date with me, right?"
Dera nodded slowly. The son was eager to date her together. Maybe in the country of Indonesia never heard of a special date to two parents for their child. Where usually Dad will take their daughter away together, to get closer and know what she likes and dislikes by the princess. When dating in different quotes. At that time the father will know who are the friends of the princess. Complaining about their little princess. And so will the mother who will date their son.
This habit is only practiced by those in the upper class economic lines. Spend time with their son or daughter.
"alright. I'll be what Mama likes!" Sean finally agreed.
"Before that let's take a photo of Sean's memento of being a daughter instead of a son!" Seru Dera excitedly took out his rectangular object.
Sean was pulled by Mom into the closet. The sweet lady took out one dress that was in line with the one she was wearing at the moment. Young hunting colored dress. Give it to Sean. With lethargic Sean swapped his wear with the wear given by the mother.
"Well! Beautiful her!" Excited Dera took a picture of Sean."Let's switch the pose, baby!" Tell Dera who instantly has become a photographer only.
Sean according to. Draw a forced smile with the pose of a girl. Sean swore to avenge this on his father. On her birthday later. He would ask for a gift like this. Where Hiro Yamato will be groomed into a beautiful woman. In Princess Jasmin's clothes. A slanted smile was seen on Sean's face. This kid's planning the same thing.
Her father must feel the same as her. So, he's not ashamed of himself, is he? Uh! Do you need Jery and Jumbo to be in the dress up as a female crocodile?
If in the big house the Yakuza is in a busy activity both decorating and decorating the house for the birthday night of the Great Boss of the Yakuza. Then at the house of Mafia Boss Devil looks lonely. There was only the sound of the clanking of spoons and forks on the food table. The second one ate solemnly.
Sometimes Carlos looked at the son who looked more alive than usual. To be honest, Will looks more secretive than he looks. A warm smile and a stunning face are only masks for the son to socialize.
"How is school here, is there a problem?" ask Carlos.
The spoon that Willem had picked up was lowered slowly. His sharp black eyes looked at the handsome face of the father. Men who have held the status of a widower for five more years, perhaps. Willem could not remember the last time there was a conversation between the two of them at the dinner table.
Because usually the dining table is always just her. And accompanied by some big house servants in China. Very lonely.
"No problem, Pa!" he answered as if before returning to feed the food that had been delayed.
Carlos nodded in understanding."Papa heard you went to school with her, Hem?"
"What does Papa mean, Hiro Yamato Rival immortal Uncle Kevin?" Willem asked his father. Although, this child knows who the father meant. He prefers to play with his father.
"You know what he means here, Son!"
Willem smiled obliquely. Like his father was very interested in Yamato's family. The father's rival in the underworld. And his uncle's eternal rival in college. He just wants to look stupid. Pretending not to know the father's question.
"Ah, Sean Yamato, you don't mean Papa?" he smiled back. No longer smiling.
"Yes." Yeah."
"I was one school with her. Without me telling Papa, Papa would have known that she was in school with me. In school today many children come from the upper classes. What's the purpose, Papa put me in there to get close to him, Hem?" guess Willem.
Carlos put on an odd smile. Pouring Red Wine into a glass. Sipping it slowly, his back basked as comfortably as possible on the bench.
"How's he?"
"Quite satisfying and tough, just like his other young Mafia masters!"
"Do you like her?"
Carlos smiled back. Nodding slowly."Like her, my son needs a friend who is truly equal to him. All right, be friends with him. Papa didn't interfere. You're not a thing to use. Papa's not that cute, Will!"
No longer responding. Willem went back to eating. Let the father sip the intoxicating drink.
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The festive party is over. All that was left was for the two husband and wife to sit in the back garden. Follow the flower of roses that are in bloom. Remember this time is not autumn or winter. Make the rose flower bloom perfectly. Dera resuscitated her body as comfortably as possible in the chest of the field of the husband. Hiro Yamato was out of words when he came home from the office. Honestly, this guy doesn't even remember if today is his birthday.
The father of one son laughed loudly when he opened a large gift with a pink ribbon. Who would have thought, when the tape in the draw box open. With the figure of a beautiful girl smiling pervertedly at him. Don't forget to wink naughty eyes at him. Until he realized that the incarnate into a daughter is his own son.
After the boy opened his voice. He said, "Happy birthday!"
Ughhhh! How adorable. Hiro laughed so hard. See how the son became beautiful. Makes Hiro for a moment think if Sean is a girl must be very beautiful. Ah, Hiro became eager to have a daughter that wouldn't complicate her. Like Sean Yamato. Anything always tries to trouble her.
"Thank you dear, for today and today's surprise!" Hiro shouted at his wife's forehead.
His two hands drew Dera closer and attached Dera's back to his chest. The night is getting late, Sean is certainly busy with the removal of makeup and also diversion. Dera asks Clara and Yeko to distract Sean from her and the husband. That little devil always messes up their romantic show. And today is Hiro Yamato's special day. Dera wants, the husband can spoilt her.
"Together, Brother!" Seru Dera rubbed the back of Hiro's palm which was on his stomach.
"How long haven't we had this kind of time, Hem?" ask Hiro slowly.
"Eitherway. I even forgot when we could be this relaxed without our son?" balas Dera chuckled softly.
Hiro chuckled. There is no day without the son. Feels annoying at times. But, that's the kid. They are indeed created to dispose of rowdy and provide warmth as well as cheerfulness in the household.
"Do we need a honeymoon twice, Hem?" hiro's proposal to his wife.
Dera looked up slightly at the handsome face of the husband. Pulling to the two corners of his lips.
"Did great master Hiro have time to do such a thing?" dera Goda.
"Why not? Every day we can make it feel like honeymoon, baby!" hiro no less tempting. The man blinked one eye.
Her cold husband is so naughty at the moment. To the two cheeks Dera was blushing in shame. It feels like I am just getting married. Always full of warmth from my husband. Dera was not wrong in making the choice. Although at that time Hiro's proposal was absolutely no romantic-romatic word. He proposed in the usual way. The amazing thing about this man is that he has prepared everything with his very eyes. He even proposed to both his parents. Before asking her to marry. Even for the wedding, it was neat.
Not like the guys out there. The flutter cannot be accommodated by the world. Years of dating, the turn in asking for certainty is even blurred. It really can't be taken to a better level. Funny thing about their relationship, it started from a strange relationship. It comes down to a very harmonious and romantic relationship.
"Yes yes! I believe in Brother!" exclaimed Dera still with a blushing face.
Dera looked down at his face. Looks shy. Hiro smiled gently at how the wife's expression was.
"Oh yeah, I haven't gotten a present from you, my love?" Hiro's whisper in Dera's earlobe.
Dera had almost forgotten the gift he had prepared.
"Oh, yes. I'm the only one who hasn't given you a gift, right?" ask back.
Hiro Yamato nodded excitedly. Dera straightened his body back. Facing towards Hiro.
"The gift is in the room. Just take it, in the drawer of Big Brother's dresser!" said Dera, who remembered that the gift from her was in their room drawer.
"You take it together?" haggling Hiro to the wife.
Dera's shaking his head."Brother take it yourself. I'm waiting here!" said Dera smiling gently.
"All right!" Hiro stood up from his sitting position. Ducking back down the forehead of the wife gently inside.
Dera closed both of his eyes. And a big smile gets a kiss from the husband. Hiro stopped the kiss on the wife's forehead and smiled.
"I took the gift. You wait here!" hiro said excitedly.
The woman nodded slowly. Hiro stepped out of the garden towards his mansion. Dera stared at the red rose blossoming in seduction by the night breeze. Moving slowly.
His eyes closed, enjoying the night breeze. Relax in a beautiful view. There is no need to fear the lurking danger considering the mansion is the headquarters of the Yakuza. With strict care.
A few minutes were spent closing his eyes. Until, the loud sound of screaming made his two eyelids open. The house sounds rowdy. And this woman doesn't have to turn her body around to know what's going on.
Her husband is naughty. It is appropriate that the son is too. A big smile on Dera's face with two cheeks blushed. Before a loud shout for the second and third time.
"There are them. Fool with such a small gift." Dera shakes his head. Smile widely. It can be confirmed that Hiro has opened a gift from him.
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What was Carlos' plan? and what was the reward that made Hiro yell to make one house go rowdy huh?? Hem... Can anyone answer????
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