Mr. Mafia Is Mine
Chapter 81 (Season 2) Double update

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Where is this, Bucin Dera-Hiro???

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Brown eye beads look increasingly slurred. The mischievous hand movement stroking the chest of his field looked so light and shrewd. Hiro's hand moved slowly, touching Jihan's palm. Who perched beautifully on the chest of his field. The woman grinned mischievously, at the boss. Finally, Hiro Yamato fell into his trap.

"What did you put on the drink, me?" Hiro asked with a heavy tone.

Jihan smiled broadly."I'm not filling anything in his drinks, boss!"

Hiro looked inside. What a handsome man, not a single woman was able to take their eyes off Hiro's perfect face. The handsome man in the hot dressing of this one is very, very dear to pass. Many women were able to throw their bodies at this one big Boss Yakuza. Even without reward, just sharing the warmth. Who wouldn't want to?

Being a mistress or just releasing biological needs they willingly. Even without a satisfactory status offer. That, it was more than enough.

HAP!

The mischievous hand was above the chest of Hiro's field another one was caught by Hiro's large palm. Jihan smiled mischievously, that's damn. The quick movements made things really make Jihan Amelia feel thumping. Please don't misunderstand the word thumping here. This is not a matter of the heart being struck by romance. But due to his two hands on the key in one movement. Before the sound of the body hit the hard marble floor.

"There are enough toys!" Hiro exclaimed with a heavy and frightening tone.

GLAKES!

When's? That's the question in Jihan's brain. Suddenly the muzzle of the gun had been pointed at him. The man fixed his sitting position and onto the two buttons of the shirt he had accidentally removed. Where did my eyes go so longing for warmth?

Why did Hiro Yamato suddenly put on a sinister face. The face that usually involved like an angel was so soft. It turns scary many times. Angel became a devil in seconds. See how the brown eye bead that usually looks warm turns sharp and deep.

"B——bos!" call Jihan with a stern and heavy tone.

A billow of dripping sweat drenched his entire body. Hiro pulled her next to his foot, crossing her over the other leg. Smiling obliquely at Jihan.

"You're so disgusting. You think I like that ugly face of yours. How dare you play with me," Hiro said with an annoyed face, "We're quite the seductive and seductive game to get here!" continued Hiro.

Jihan felt her debaran getting more and more. Kala felt a dark aura emanating from Hiro's body. Now, Jihan can see the other face of a Hiro Yamato. Even a Dera Sandya alone had never seen this side in her husband. A completely lumpy psychopathic face.

Platoon pull makes Jihan's body numb.

The door!!!

Shots echoed, the top floor was soundproof. Until no need to provoke a commotion inside the Yamato Big Company building. A splash of blood drenched some places.

The door!!!!

Oh!!!!

The second shot made a loud noise that Hiro enjoyed very much. The blood splashes increased staining some spots. Including her expensive black pantofel shoes.

BRUK!

Jihan's body collapsed. Hiro stood up from his sitting position. Grab the wet wipes on the table. Leisurely, one hand kept the Gun. Next to it pulled a wet tissue. Swiping his hand repeatedly. So disgusting. The palm of the hand that had touched Jihan's hand. Another wet tissue landed on the surface of his shirt.

"Curtain! He's a really rotten virus!" Annoyed Hiro in between his activities.

CLICK IT!

Glass doors are wide open. Some of Hiro's men stood behind Yeko's body. Yeko and the others lowered their heads slowly. Greet the Boss before entering the spacious room.

Yeko glanced at the blood-soaked body. Two shots on the kite to Jihan's two shoulders. So ruthless. In the future, Jihan will definitely get torture from Hiro. Considering Hiro didn't give the woman death.

"Boss!" call Yeko slowly.

"Good Boss!" Yeko replied with a small nod.

Yeko gave the code to his subordinates carrying Jihan's body. The four black-clothed men moved quickly. Hiro was still too busy with his shirt and hand wiping activities. With a disgusted face he moved.

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"Cari?" call Dera slowly. When the wheelchair stops the mini bar.

Sari who sat on the chair turned her head. And flipped his body backwards. Smiling faintly at the older brother who was looking at him with a worried look.

"You okay?" asked Dera doubtfully.

Sari got off the chair. Approaching the brother. Narrow the distance between them. Sari bent one leg, to equalize her and Dera's height. Her beautiful eye beads stared intensely at Dera's face. Her brother looks very sweet and happy. It makes her jealous.

"Are you happy living with your husband, brother?" tanya Sari lirih's.

Dera doesn't know why her sister looks so messy. To him his eyes look a little swollen. Dera knew that Sari had finished crying, but Dera was afraid to ask Sari more. He did not want Sari to be forced to tell her the circumstances. Dera wants, when Sari is ready to tell her the problem.

"certain. Brother is very happy with sister Hiro."

"What is the feeling of loving you?"

Dera pulls the smile line."Loving is a feeling where you feel absolutely certain spending your entire life with one Sari."

"Have you ever loved someone but couldn't have them?" ask Sari again.

Dera was silent for a moment. For this one question, of course, he never did? The story is strange but sweet enough to remember.

"Yes. Ever!" answer Dera honestly.

Just sober Sari shock. How could? He did not know that his brother had experienced something like that.

"When?"

"I was twenty-two years old. I love a very handsome and simple man. But he was too perfect for me as usual" said Dera trying to remember what had happened.

Dera loves Bian Winata. At that moment, the younger brother rejected him outright. And said his incompatibility with Bian. Even though at that time they did not clap one hand. He married Hiro, not out of love. But because of coercion.

A soul always has its own story. Do not know how the word soul mate can make a story that is not thought can be intertwined.

"Don't tell me back then, Big Brother didn't love Kak Hiro?" ask Sari on target.

Dera smiled broadly in response. Kontan alone Sari felt really amazed. How could? She thought that her brother decided to marry Hiro because he loved the man.

Dera rubs chubby cheeks of her beautiful sister.

"Marriage is not always about a couple who love each other Sari. Sometimes we think it's unfair. Why we can marry someone we don't love. But, believe Sari, a soul mate never disappoints. Hearts can change at any time. Many people get married in the name of love but lose the love themselves together. Funny thing is, those who do not love each other even receive great love from both sides when it is lived well." Papar Dera straightforwardly and clearly while rubbing softly Sari's cheeks.

Sari smiled a little. His heart felt a little better. It turns out that a love story that is not sweet not only he himself experienced it. He understood what his brother said.

"Thank you brother!" replied Sari softly.

Dera rubbed Sari's cheek gently back. Before carrying Sari's hand and grasping her.

"Whatever your decision. My brother will always support you. Brother always wishes you the best. If he's for you, he'll avenge your race. Instead, if it's not for you. Surely the new man will be present offering you serious love and bond!" dera's Advice.

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