
“Who is Imelda Jones? Don't tell me if it's the same woman you once told me,” Mia's full-fledged gaze was fixed on Adriano, who immediately looked flabbergasted. While Coco held back a laugh while closing her mouth. It felt like he was so happy when he saw Adriano in such confusion back then.
“Adriano, who is Imelda Jones that Ricci means? Is that really that?” mia who was getting impatient. He turned his eyes back to Coco.
“Nobody, Mia. He's just an acquaintance. We're not so familiar. Matteo and the kind-hearted Mr. Ricci are much more familiar,” Adriano replied while scratching his forehead.
“Oh, yes? That means it is indeed the same woman" said Mia. "I didn't expect it because you knew him too. You guys are the same!" grunts Mia. The sweet attitude he had shown Adriano was now evaporating instantly. "Are you going to Las Vegas with him?" Mia folded her hands on her chest and turned her face away.
“Bella, what if we see that lake. There must be a lot of fish,” invite Coco who immediately deflected the direction of the conversation. He tried to grab onto the tiny body of Miabella who had been struggling at Adriano's feet. However, the little girl shook her head and hugged my father's thigh tighter.
“Principessa, you must be tired,” Adriano squatted back and aligned her face with Miabella. Some days did not meet his little daughter, making Adriano very longed for the gray-eyed cute girl. Many times he kissed the gaunt cheek of the bulging Miabella.
“Adriano, it's time to take medicine,” a voice suddenly appeared from inside the log cabin. Not long after, a young man came out carrying a tray of food and a glass of water.
Adriano looked up and smiled.
“Thank you, Russell. I'll drink in a minute. However, before I introduced you to my wife and daughter," he turned his gaze to Mia who was still slightly pouting. "Mia, introduce this is Russell. The one who took care of me to recover" Adriano said. She then grabbed Mia by the waist and held Miabella. Adriano seemed to have forgotten that the wound he had sustained had not healed properly. Instantly, the man grimaced and immediately lowered Miabella back. “I'm sorry, Principessa. I haven't been able to carry you,” Adriano regretted while wiping the top of the princess' head.
“Do not force, Adriano,” said Mia looked anxious. He could not be angry anymore when he saw the condition of the husband.
“Yes. Don't force it or your stitches will come back open,” Russell timps. He then turned to Mia and stretched out his hand after putting the tray he was holding, on the terrace table. “Hai, Mistress. How are you doing? It's nice to meet you. You too, Mr .…” Russell turned his gaze to Coco who was standing not far from him.
“Call Ricci,” Coco said as she welcomed Russell's handshake.
“Alright, Ricci," replied Russell kindly. "Hi, beautiful girl,” the young man now turned to Miabella who immediately hid behind Adriano's feet. But that didn't last long. Russell's friendly face, full of smiles, made Miabella a little curious about the young man, even though his body position had not changed. The little girl tilted her head and looked at Russell silently.
“What is it?” ask Miabella quietly. His tiny index was pointed at Russell's shoulder.
“Ah, this is Iguana, one of my pets. Name's Chester. You want to touch it?” tawar Russell intended to thrust the large-sized iguana.
However, Miabella immediately shook her head strongly. He felt amused when he saw the animal stick out its tongue. This made Russell laugh.
“You scared? It's okay," he said. "I still have a lot of other pets inside. Come in,” take the young man to all there is. He returned with a tray of food and medicine for Adriano. “Consider your own home,” he said when they had entered the living room.
Mia circulated a glance at every corner of the room that was quite spacious. But there it looks so messy. Lots of dog and cat food on the floor. Coco even stepped on the cat's drinking container until her shoes got wet. The curly-haired man grimaced funnyly and glanced at Mia. While Mia only shook her head slowly when responding to the attitude of her future sister-in-law. He then held Adriano's arm. “Do you want to sit? Let me help you,” whispered.
“No, Honey,” Adriano shook her head slowly. Such a gentle smile, he aimed at Mia. “Russell seemed to want to say something,” Adriano pointed at the kind-hearted young man by raising his chin.
Russell stood rigidly on the large doorway connecting the living room with the living room. “Ah, yes. I was about to offer you guys breakfast, but it looks like it's starting noon now. So, I want to serve drinks only,” he said. “Adriano, you eat first. Porridge will feel bad when cold,” Russell attention again moved to the blue-eyed man. He held out the tray he had been carrying since.
“Let me steam,” Mia immediately grabbed the tray and brought it near the husband. “Sit down,” her word is soft. Russell decides to enter the other room of the cottage.
Adriano according. He sat down on the sofa, followed by Miabella and Coco. His third position at that time lined up with Miabella who was in the middle. “I can eat myself, Mia,” Adriano said shyly when Mia started spooning porridge. His heart was uncomfortable because at that time Coco and Miabella continued to pay attention to him. Adriano is not used to showing affection with any woman, including Mia even though she has become his wife.
“It's okay, Daddy Zio. Mom always bribed me, too,” Jiabella.
“Jeez,” Mia shook her head slowly in response to Coco's ridiculous manner and Miabella's adorable demeanor. “Don't mind them, Honey,” Mia directs her feed, making Adriano inevitably open her mouth wide. He continued to force the man to eat, until the plate of porridge was finally gone. Unasked, Miabella immediately took a glass of water and thrust it right in front of Adriano's mouth. “Drink, Daddy Zio,” tell him.
Adriano's heart was so touched it received such great attention from Miabella. The top of the head of a little girl who looks so beautiful like a doll. His gray eyes, which closely resembled those of Matteo, looked at Adriano affectionately. “Thank you, little angel,” the man's thin lips kissed Miabella's forehead so deeply. "You are my sweet girl" he said again, stroking the princess' cheek gently.
Coco fell silent. Warm and bitter taste mixed into one. Deep down, he wished Matteo had kissed Miabella on the forehead. Matteo is supposed to take care of and look after his only daughter until she grows up. However, what to say. Destiny has set its course.
“Hey, do you like juice? I made a lot of orange juice in the back. I plucked it straight from the garden,” Russell's voice that suddenly appeared, had managed to disperse Coco's daydream.
“I like,” says Miabella quietly while pulling Adriano's pants.
“You like it? Come with uncle Russell. Come, I'm company,” Mia reached out her hand and was immediately greeted by Miabella. The girl stood up and walked cheerfully following Russell. Mia turned her head and smiled at Adriano before the slender body disappeared into the back of the house with the young man.
Now there's only Adriano alone with Coco. The awkward atmosphere was felt. Especially when Coco cast a slightly strange look at Adriano. “What's up?” ask the man in astonishment.
“No. Nothing,” Coco shook her head while laughing softly. Adriano then nodded and went back into silence. Silence attacked for a while.
“Mia .. she looks very attentive to you. Day ....” Coco did not continue her words. He instead reached into the phone from behind his jacket pocket and wiped the screen. “Thanks to the tracking device you installed, me and detective Ranieri's men have managed to paralyze Thomas Bolton,” Coco said with a lowered head.
“Did you also manage to uncover the man's network?” ask Adriano.
“No. I did not find any clues,” replied Coco, still with the same body position.
“So, is Don Vargas also involved, given the man who worked with Thomas Bolton?” ask Adriano again.
“Oh, no. No,” Coco fast. “Your colleagues don't know anything. I've met the real Timothy Dixon. The man told me everything. Later, if you've recovered properly, I'll meet him,” Coco continued. "The man's residence is not far from the rented house we live in" explained Coco.
“Then, what does Timothy have to do with John Dixon? Their last names are the same. I don't think it's a coincidence" Adriano thought.
Coco smiled. Inwardly he praised the man's instincts. “You're right. They are brothers. However, it is the sister who seems to be in trouble,” he said.
“Berror? You mean?” repeat Adriano while linking his eyebrows.
“Already. For now, you'd better heal your wounds. Only then do we move back and interrogate Timothy in more detail about his sister. Enjoy the first service Mia,” Coco pat Adriano's shoulder a little hard, making the blue-eyed man grimace.
“You intentionally, yes!” adriano protested while wiping his bandaged arm.
Coco answered with a smile. “Blessed because Mia already thinks of you as the most important man of her life. Looks like you succeeded in replacing Matteo,” finished saying so, Coco went out to the terrace. He left Adriano who was only dumbstruck when he heard the words of the curly-haired man.
Coco's feeling still feels strange. He stared at the vast clear watery lake that spread widely. A beautiful stretch of nature with pine trees around the place, becomes a special attraction for anyone who sees it. If Coco had come there with Francesca, maybe the beauty would have felt more complete. However, what accompanied him now was just a cigarette.
Meanwhile, Miabella ran towards Adriano. "I want to stay here," he whined spoiled.