Prison Heart of the Mafia
Unsure

...~Happy Reading~...

After finishing dinner, Sarah's mother invites Shiena to discuss her efforts to be assisted by Mr. Artha. At first, Shiena was confused and suspicious, why would anyone so kindly be willing to give no small amount of capital to her mami. It can't be, if her mom wears pellets? inner Shiena.

"Why become a WO? isn't it, Mami wants to open a florist?" shiena asked slightly frowning her.

"Hemm, mommy wants two or two. Florist too and receive WO services as well. Nice right?"

"Mi, one of them first. My mom doesn't understand much about the world of WO. And also, the custom of marriage here and Italy is very different, Shiena is just afraid later mami difficulties and get into trouble. So, if Mami asks Shiena for advice. Shiena will support Mami to open Florist, no WO!" shiena said firmly and confidently.

Her mother did not have any experience, even to sell flowers, Shiena honestly doubted whether it would sell. Especially if it opens the services of WO, it can be, the happy day of a newlywed couple will be a sacred day because of its abstract design!

"Hemm, is that so?" murmured Sarah's mother as if thinking back about her intentions.

"Mommy, it's okay if Shiena asks mommy to focus first at home. Let Shiena work. Shiena does not want to be tired and also, mami has never been in business. Shiena was just afraid that later her forwards would—"

"You don't believe in Mami's ability?" peeking mami Sarah looked at her daughter in disbelief.

"If you can be honest, no!" shiena nodded her head.

"Om my god! Shiena! how can you be this bad as Mami!"

Meanwhile, on the same night but a different place. It looks like a young man is sipping a glass of wine while staring at the city view from behind the big glass in his room.

"Sir, this is the file you requested" Davis said, giving several maps containing files requested by his boss.

"Put it on the table. You can go home now!" he did not look at the assistant.

"But sir, what about you?"

"I still want to be here. You better rest, maybe I won't go home either. Go. "get rid of her again without glancing let alone look at her interlocutor.

After hearing the parting remarks from his personal assistant, the man immediately flipped his chair and opened the map on his work desk. His eyes were so meticulously scrutinizing one by one, sheet by sheet that contained a description of the person he was looking for.

"Good, like God has prepared all of them." murmured with a grinning smile adorning his face.

"You start, you end too. And I, just gonna help her all," she added cynically.

Now, the man's burly hand grabbed a picture frame that was in his desk drawer, 'Patience a little more,' then he returned the photo and moved from his seat.