Mr. Mafia Is Mine
Chapter 68 (Season 2)
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Late at night, the cigar in the breath was still unable to bring calm to Carlos. This one man did have difficulty in closing his eyes. Heavy rain blanketed parts of the city in Japan. In the end, Carlos put a cigar that is no longer able to be sipped on the ashtray. Step out of the work room. Devil's Mafia house is big enough for him. This man stepped down one by one the stairs.
Step according to where the wind blows. His two long limbs stopped in front of the wooden door. Several times his big hand was raised. Want to touch the door algae. Doubt was clearly implied on Carlos face. This handsome guy was raised in an orphanage. Before meeting his adoptive father.
At that moment he really felt how painful and painful he was living in indifference. Living without the affection of two parents. Trying to be cruel to people around. Just to survive. It was fortunate that Master Zhao was willing to extend a hand. To take him and educate him very well. Several times banged into despair when his adoptive family got into trouble. Making Carlos turn out to be even more and more ruthless. To his two foster parents. Two of Kevin's parents died just because of the dirty hands of rats in the company.
In order to get back, Carlos has to be someone who can protect Kevin. Make Kevin sit on the lion's seat there solidly without a hitch. And look at it! Carlos is doing very well. Kala established a large member of the Mafia in the bamboo curtain country. Leaving it to his two hands was filled with bloodstains. Just to keep Kevin's brother clean. Although without blood ties, Carlos was able to prove that he really loved Kevin Zhao sincerely.
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The door hinges carry the word rowdy when pushed inside. Willem's room was dim, accompanied only by a lamp sleeping on the nightstand. The son fell asleep. Carlos walked in slowly, closing slowly the door to Willem's room. Before stepping on his two legs approaching the son's bed.
Very slowly and lightly, Carlos sat on the lip of the bed. Only at times like this was Carlos able to look at Willem's face more freely. Look how handsome the son is. Carlos wants Willem to be happy unlike him. However, like his burden must indeed be carried by Willem. Being the guardian of the successor of the Zhao family without being explicit.
"I'm sorry Papa, Will!" a softly flowing cry fused with Carlos's breath.
The two black-eyed beads looked very sad. As a father Carlos wants happiness for Willem. However, as a person who has a debt Budi, Carlos can only keep the word happy on wishful thinking.
"Papa's heard since moving here you smile more and look alive. Papa's happy, really. Although it's not Papa who can make you happy, Will." Carlos rubbed his son's hair.
Hopefully this child is really sleeping with a good dream. Carlos was too embarrassed to admit himself as the father of Willem. Because he was unable to make Willem happy and give happiness. This man heard, if Willem calls someone Mama. Trustee and supervisor Willem said that the wife of the Yakuza Mafia was called by the son. Picking up the role of mother to Willem. He often sent his son to Willem for dinner. Breakfast on Saturday-Sunday. Very attentive, Willem did not even want the others to taste the food sent. Willem's face will sparkle when he gets a message from the Mafia Wife.
Carlos can't make any moves like this. Really troublesome, but———quite soothing. At least, Willem was happy.
In another house, Dera looks restless when her stomach moves fast. Very active, several times Dera hissing. Hiro is still in the workroom. Like she was discussing the report with Yeko. Two things at once. The company is growing and also the glory of Yakuza members are seen increasing.
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The door is wide open. Hiro looks very tired, this man still had time to smile at Dera who was on the bed. Dera changed the position of sleeping on her side to sitting. Lean on the head of the bed. Hiro closed the door slowly. Before moving quickly to bed.
"Why not sleep?" Hiro asked as he took a seat in front of his wife.
Dera reviews a gentle smile."They move too often!" lamented Dera.
Hiro was getting closer. Swiping Dera's big belly. The movement was felt in Hiro's palm. Like the twins are in their active period. Each palm of Hiro's hand touched the position of their future baby. So the two fetuses in Dera's stomach will avoid Hiro's touch. Makes this guy chuckle softly. His two daughters really like to sell expensive to him.
Dera dropped her palm on the back of her husband's hand.
Hiro was silent for a moment."Smoothly. Just melt it."
Dera patted the pillow that was right next to her. Hiro smiled widely, without saying much he lay his head on the pillow next to his wife. Slowly Dera changed her position slightly sideways. This pregnant woman moved gently to the two sides of Hiro's forehead slowly. His two eyes closed slowly. Comfort is starting to feel.
"Don't work too hard, brother. Treasure is not everything, give priority to the health of the body and family!" dera's Advice.
"Hem!"
Deheman was the answer from her husband. The smile on Hiro's face looked very lively. The bed surface looks a little moving. Kala Dera shifted her body forward. Slowly his hand twitched Hiro's right hand. Dera knew, as a wife, everything she had to do. To ease the burden on the husband.
Hiro never asked Dera for this or that. Hiro is spoiling Dera too much! Good with wealth, abundant attention to such great love. Dera also knew, without being asked this sweet woman would be the outpouring of her husband. Hear Hiro's complaints at work. Massaging the husband when tired. Not infrequently rub slowly to the two sides of Hiro's forehead. Aren't the tasks he did very simple without much out of calm and money.
He even always cooks food to Hiro's tribe. Never miss making it even though on the table there is a lot to eat. For Dera to be a wife, must really know how to make a husband comfortable and feel no need for other women than the wife.
Is not the household rift can not be separated from the negligence of the two parties? Either the husband who started or the wife who started. The husband will not look for another comfortable place when the wife has given comfort. In the household, not only need love capital. Love can easily fade at any time. But a sense of comfort? Not all women are able to make it.
If women need to be understood and understood. So do men. They also need to be understood and become a place of outpouring.
Dera's hand activities stopped when the checks on his hands were obtained. Hiro stopped Dera's hand from touching her foot. Dera looked at her husband.
"It has. Here sleep, it's very late at night. Pregnant women should not be too tired. I need a wife not a masseuse!" Hiro smiled softly.
Dera smile. Replying to the words of the husband, this is what makes Dera love Hiro Yamato even more. A man who is really capable and very sensitive to his wife. Relationship to both, so harmonious when each other equally give love. They are able to understand each other without many words.
Dera splashed her body on Hiro's right side. Put his head on the husband's arm. Hiro tilted his body to the right. Hugging Dera.
"Thank you baby!" Said Hiro floating a kiss on Dera's forehead.
Ughhhh! Please tell me where can a woman get a husband like Hiro? This man always says thank you after the wife gives a massage or other small things. Maybe the husbands out there will argue that it is the duty of a wife. But for Hiro, a wife's obligation is to just be beside her and to always be happy because of her.
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Oh. please say where yes there is a man and at the same time husband se sweet and this warm. want to order one🥺🥺🥺🥺🙈😘
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