Mr. Mafia Is Mine
Chapter 56 (Season 2)

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The two eyes of this gallant man could not be closed even if only for a moment. It hurts when what you have been waiting for only produces deep pain. This man, do not know who he usually wrong at a time like this. Here the family members are the ones who make a tantrum. Until that woman died. Establish new relationships and build a strong household. As for him, stay in regret. Regrets for not being able to find the woman he loves faster. Sorry for being stupid.

Bian rubbed the rough surface of his handsome face. Their speaker this afternoon still remembers well. The taste that keeps on living because of it. And will die for her, should she alone. Because his taste was too heavy to go any further in his heart when it was still for Dera Sandya. Deep, hard to kill the taste. People will indeed be very easy and steal with the word forget. In the term Move On! But they can't stand the same pain and the same love they can.

"Sorry!" his regret came back again after being silent in the darkness of the night.

The luxurious apartment he was staying in was currently scaled by darkness. This man was afraid, just to stare at the lights. He was afraid to see such a sad face. Men rarely cry for love. They tend to close the taste. Not because they are strong, but because they do not want to be weak because of it. They are leaders who will protect and become leaders. If men collapse out of love and taste. There will be no strong word inside.

If in a special apartment, Bian Winata is feeling the destruction of the heart. So in the Yakuza mansion, Dera looks pensive in front of the makeup mirror. Sitting at the dresser, Doctor Bian's face. The man he once loved so haunted his mind. This woman no longer harbors taste in the Doctor. It's just, look at Doctor Bian's wounded face. Makes Dera feel sick. This woman is sorry for this. It's not known if Bian still feels at home surviving in solitude. Wishing he would come back and build a household with her.

Dera can't be like that. He has a family he needs to protect. There was a nine-year-old son whose journey was still long. There's a fetus in her womb and Hiro Yamato. The Yakuza boss who loves her so much and himself loves her. Does he shake the taste and memories of the past?

The destruction of the household is not due to the arrival of new people. Yet the old man who had passed yet still had the same taste in heart. That's what destroys. The unfinished story gives people a chance to play with fire. But this woman will not play. I will never light a fire. For Dera, he only felt guilty for not giving certainty when he left. He should have sent Bian a letter. She is well and has been married. Bian Winata is no longer waiting. That's what he had to do.

Dera was too absorbed with the life he lived to forget. There is another heart waiting in solitude. A feeling of regret is present. Rough breathing. The creaking of the door made this woman shocked and turned her body. Her husband smiled broadly when the door was wide open. Dera thought her handsome husband wouldn't come home today. Who would have thought he was coming home too.

Dera stood up from her sitting position. Step closer to Hiro. Who stepped in, along to erode the distance between his and his wife.

"Aren't you going to clean your body first?" asked Dera when she got in front of her husband.

Hiro nodded. He narrowed the distance between them. Hugged the wife's tiny body, slightly bowed. Put his head on Dera's shoulder.

"Collapses!" Hiro exclaimed to breathe the smell of strawberries on the wife's body.

Dera pulled to the two corners of her lips, returning the husband's embrace. Slowly rub the back of the husband with a slow movement. No words said. They are both silent. Letting the heart beat fill the hole. The most beautiful rhythm of the two heart strains.

"Come, clean body first brother. Before break!" Said Dera patting slowly on the back of the husband.

Hiro smiled widely. Releasing his embrace on the wife's body. Raised head. The kiss lay on Dera's forehead. Just a light and short kiss. Dera stepped first towards the bathroom. Preparing for the husband's bath. Hiro followed Dera's footsteps from behind.

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The wrinkles on the white forehead are becoming clearer. The numbers on the paper made this woman groan loudly. How can the more days their group is losing. It is not easy to live in hiding. The group that used to be successful and feared by other groups is now like a tiger without fangs.

"What should we do next?" mirabel exclaimed in annoyance, "If the future continues like this. This group will die," he continued fretting.

The gasping breaths sounded clear. His loyal subordinates stared concernedly at the Boss. It is not easy to run a group that has been destroyed. The best way is to free yourself. Living like an ordinary woman. She has taken the title as a Mafia princess. Bury deep in identity if you need all the foxes. Facial surgery to make it more optimal. That way a free life and happiness will be more felt. However, this woman prefers to live in difficulties. It's hard! Drown yourself from the grudge that still feels heated in the heart.

Matian's two parents Mirabel did give a very sad and poignant race to the members. They even became the prey of other groups. Just for a suitcase of money from the Yakuza. Hiro Yamato, that man could not let go of their group. And let go of Mirabel. Like Mirabel who also can't let go of Hiro easily. I don't know because I really love that guy. Or the rada that has turned into a grudge. I don't know.

"Geea! Please call him. We need a cash injection from him!" just tell Mirabel Nakano.

Gea was awakened from her thoughts. "Why should we contact him, boss?" gea asked unconvinced by the boss' orders.

"Only he will lend me a hand."

"But the pay the Boss has to receive is also comparable."

"No problem. Even if he wants my body, I'll give it to him. Our group is much more important here. When we get to the top we'll replace the money!"

Gea could not argue. If the boss is determined like this, what can he do. In addition to doing what is asked.

"Good Boss!" He cried before bowing slowly and passing.

"I'll never lose. Even if I have to sell my soul to the devil, I will. It's not over yet, Hiro!" her words slowly. Full of acceptance.

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This time the Yakuza mansion felt very quiet because only a couple were sitting at the dining table. Yako's family is still in the hospital. Cleo the boy was like he couldn't separate from the mother. Yeko is forced to pick her up in the middle of the night to go to the hospital. Sean who usually always warms the atmosphere with his strange babble has a school assignment a few days to the top. He said, to Mount Fuji. Although this was just the subterfuge of Hiro Yamato. It can be dangerous if the pregnant woman knows where Sean is and what happened to their son.

For Hiro and Sean the wounds that the boy got were nothing. Little abrasions, for a layman it is not a small wound. Given the crazy fight of a nine-year-old with twenty ferocious wolves. Imagine how great and terrible such a thing is. Extremely dangerous.

The worst on Sean is only safest on his right hand. The canine teeth that stick deep enough to tear the skin even though it does not need to be sewn will still imprint if there is no serious treatment.

"My love!" Call Hiro on the sidelines scooping the wife's fried rice.

"Would you come to the office today? I'm so lonely. Yeko is busy with his new family member" Hiro explained slowly.

Dera pulled to the two corners of her lips upwards. Smiling at the husband saw how Hiro Yamato's face was. Like her husband won very by himself in the big building towering it.

"Then what do I do if I come to the office, brother?" ask Dera.

"Make me coffee, massage my shoulders. If you don't want to, my love can just sit and enjoy a snack. As long as there's only my love, Hem!" Pinta Hiro with the face on the fox as blanket as possible.

Dera chuckled softly nodding slowly making the wide smile of Hiro widen.

"When do you go back to Japan?"

"So, Papa said they wanted Leo to get a companion there."

"If he gets a companion there. Automatically he won't be here dong, yeah!"

"Maybe."

"Why not find a woman here. Let's just keep getting together. My father and mother-in-law are already far away in the Netherlands. Sari is not here either, it feels lonely!" just confide in Dera.

Hiro's hand was raised, falling on his wife's chubby cheek. Swiping slowly. He knew if the house was quiet, the wife would feel alone and lonely.

"Then what if today we were on a date together. Maybe Sean hasn't come home yet?" hiro just like that. Also great that, if Sean is near them it will be very difficult to spend time together.

Offers that are fun. But, how is it? If he goes with Hiro there will be a lot of loud screeches. What else would be so hard not to reveal who Hiro Yamato's wife was.

"But you have to go undercover if you want to date me" Dera suggested.

"Ready Boss!" Hiro replied excitedly saluting the wife.

Back to the two of them chuckled loudly. Before returning to continue the dinner event with light talks.

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Sean's body has some bandages. The child sits comfortably in a loveseat in a special room. This kid's in a special Hospital in the wake of the Yakuza Family. His honeyed-eye beads stared irritatedly at his phone screen. How not? Mostly she was doing virgin for the recovery of the wounds on her body. But the father like him instead took a chance in narrowness. Dating the Mother. Just the two of them on the playground.

The weather is so sunny with the temperature being enjoyed. Even though the father in disguise looks very ugly. By wiping the skin of his face and wearing makeup that is not very good. In pairs of dentures perfecting his disguise. Inversely with the mother. The woman was wearing a yellow profuse with floral motifs. According to the skin of the mother's body. Wearing thin makeup makes the mother look shining and so sweet. Given the height of the body that is fairly small makes Dera Sandya like a teenager. This is to the advantage of a small woman.

Although age has increased, perfect care makes them look like teenagers.

"Young master!" the exclamation behind made Sean screech.

"What?" tanyanya.

"This is when his young master had lunch!" yeko yelled slowly.

Sean nodded slowly."Yuk!" call Sean slowly.

"Yes, young master."

"I want out. Do a disguise for me too!"

"But——"

"No objection. I also want to follow her two. Because I'm envious!!!!" sean was so honest.

Yeko almost let out a laugh hearing the words of the young master Yakuza. Sean Yamato, jealous of Hiro Yamato. Father and son are the same. They fight over one woman they care about. Yeah, like he and Cleo. Who also fought over Clara's attention.

A slanted smile imprinted on Sean's handsome face gave Yeko's body fur goosebumps. Like his son this one has a strange plan in his brain. Don't know what?

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Seriate....

What was Sean's plan?? 🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔😈😈😈😈

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