The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Unrequited Love's

“Adriano, My son,” Emiliano stood up and immediately welcomed Adriano's steady step towards him. A pair of old man's eyes seemed sparkling when he saw the child coming there. However, before he could say anything, Gianna who suddenly entered immediately rushed into the arms of the old man. The girl sobbed in the father's arms. “Already, I'm fine,” said Emiliano to calm his daughter.

While Adriano was only fixated on watching the scene presented before him. She could not remember the last time Emiliano held her. A speck of pain appeared in the corner of the heart, but soon he was still. Adriano did not want to be a weak and melancholic man. At least, that's what his uncle Alessandro Moriarty always emphasized.

“Come with me to Casa de Luca. You're also Giana,” take the blue-eyed man back and forth.

“Signor, I hope you did not make calculations with us because of this problem,”, Giuliano said as he accompanied Adriano's step straight out of the building.

The leader of Tigre Nero was then stunned, then turned his head. “Who is in charge here?” tanyakanya.

“Stefano,” Giuliano replied immediately.

‘Who?” adriano asked as he knitted his brows. He did not know the name the man had mentioned.

“Stefano Verratti,” explained Giuliano by mentioning the full name of the man he had told Adriano, “but, now Stefano is not here. She had to attend her sister's wedding in Puglia,”.

“It's none of my business,” Adriano said coldly. “I think this small organization has disbanded, but it turns out you are still operating,” said the blue-eyed man again accompanied by a sneering smile.

“After our boss died, the organization did falter. However, back then there was a big boss who came to take over this organization. We can stand up again and go back to running the business stably,” Giuliano explained.

“Bos large? Who?” investigate Adriano still with the same facial features and intonation as before.

“Once, we don't know for sure. However, I heard that the big boss is not Italian. I think Stefano might be a lot more understanding. You know not if I'm just a subordinate. Me and the other colleagues, grateful for being able to continue business again since about three years ago,” said the man with the torn temple. Every now and then, he touched the corner of his lips while grimacing a little.

Adriano did not respond to Giuliano's words anymore, because at that time the father and his half-brother came to them. Ungoverned, Giuliano immediately opened the door for Emiliano. “Force us, Mr. Moriarty,” he said full of regret.

Emiliano did not answer. The old man only responded to Giuliano's apology with a pat on the shoulder. After that, he immediately got into the car followed by Gianna. Adriano was still in his place. He looked around the place for a moment. Without much further ado, the blue-eyed man walked to the driver's door and got into his car. Adriano drove the vehicle, leaving the place.

During the journey, not a word was said from Adriano's lips to his father. However, Emiliano understood the attitude his son showed. He can accept that. Just coming to pick him up, for the father of four, was already something extraordinary from Adriano. At least he knew that the son was the result of an affair with a woman he never acknowledged, still took care of him.

“Are you going long in Italy, son?” in the end Emiliano could not bear to not speak to his son.

“Depends on Mia,” replied Adriano flat. His eyes remained focused on the road they were going through. “You know not if Damiano is sick?”

“Yes, of course. Damiano was lucky because there were a lot of people who were worried about him,” Emiliano replied slowly.

“Good people will definitely get good,” Adriano said coldly. Speech that sounded ordinary, but felt so sharp pierced the recesses of Emiliano's heart. The middle-aged man chose to be quiet. He realized that Adriano did not want to make small talk with him.

Two hours of their journey through silence. Neither Emiliano nor Gianna seemed to want to open the conversation. Emiliano was too tired, while Gianna seemed to have the burden of her own mind. Adriano himself was very focused on driving a car.

“Is on the plantation de Luca opening a job opening?” gianna finally broke the silence.

“I am an accounting scholar. I am good at managing finances,” replied Gianna with a hopeful highlight.

“Take me anywhere, Adriano. Provided you do not go home,” the door is clear.

“Home is like hell. While there, I can only laugh pseudo, but the corner of my heart feels empty,” continued the girl again while looking down lethargic.

“The key to happiness in a house, is in a mother. If the mother is unhappy or even tends to be vile, then do not expect your life will be peaceful,” Adriano said, making the father breathe slowly.

The old man did not want to respond, because he felt that all the blame was on him. Emiliano only needed time to talk to Adriano alone. A heart-to-heart conversation between father and son. Emiliano chose to hold back first.

Their journey was finally over, when the car Adriano was driving had arrived at the spacious courtyard of Casa de Luca. Mia immediately greeted them warmly. The beautiful brown-eyed lady invited them to dinner together.

“At least let us clean ourselves first, Mia,” whispered Adriano as the wife who had been waiting since, immediately led her into the dining room. “Listen, I want to ask you for permission,” Adriano's burly hand stopped Mia's steps, making the mother of the Miabella instantly turn to her.

"Izin for what?" ask Mia.

“May my father and step-sister stay for a while here?” Adriano directed a hand at Emiliano as well as Gianna.

Mia's pair of beautiful eyes sparkled when she heard Adriano's reply. The woman then smiled broadly. “Of course. Uncle Damiano will be pleased. This house is too spacious if only occupied alone,” he said enthusiastically.

“Thank you, Madam de .. sorry I mean Mrs D’Angelo,” Gianna stammered and frightened as she mispronounced the name.

Mia's face turned gloomy for a moment. However, a moment later he again showed off a smile as Adriano looked at him meaningfully. “Yes, that's right. I am Lady D’Angelo now, but I would be very happy if you call me just by the name of ‘Mia’ only,” he said again.

“I'm sorry, Madam .. um .. I mean Mia. Thank you very much for your hospitality. My father and I are deeply indebted to you,” Gianna said with teary eyes.

Mia did not answer. He immediately greeted his sister-in-law with a warm embrace. Not a second did the scene slip past Emiliano's old eyes. A speck of clear grain dripped from the corner of his eye. There is a sense of haru that just burst out.

The opportunity that Emiliano was waiting for finally arrived, when Mia took Gianna to the guest room. Previously, he had ordered the waiter to prepare all the equipment for his special guests.

Emiliano then approached his son. He dared to touch Adriano's shoulder. “We have to talk, son," he said slowly but looked hopeful.

“Acts?” adriano replied, looking back for a moment.

“For me it is very important,” replied Emiliano with great confidence, although his eyes look sad when looking at the son.

Adriano was a little overwhelmed by the attitude of his father. There was no harm in agreeing to the old man's request. “Good. Maru follow me,” Adriano takes Emiliano out to the side page. There, he chose a wooden bench as his father's seat. Adriano sat down next to Emiliano. “Say, what important things do you want to talk to me about?" adriano asked with a straight forward look.

Emiliano laughed softly before starting the conversation. “Your wife is very beautiful. Her warm and friendly attitude, reminds me of Domenica, your mother.”

Hearing this, Adriano's attention turned entirely to Emiliano. “What do you want to try saying, Padre?” tanyanya cold.

“I ... really grateful to see you with Mia. You look so happy,” Emiliano took a deep breath, trying to hold back the cry that almost escaped his eye patch. “ The happiness I should have given you since you were born. Happiness and protection that you've never received from me.

I love Domenica, but unfortunately I am too cowardly to fight for her" Emiliano said.

“Didn't you love Claudia, so you could betray her?” Adriano asked the father a cynical question.

“We were originally just friends having fun. However, Claudia was pregnant and held me accountable, so I had to marry her. I thought, by living together then I would be able to love her, but ..” Emiliano looked up and looked up into space,

“in fact I even met Domenica then fell in love at first sight. Back then, he was wearing a waiter uniform and thrusting a menu book at me. Suddenly I felt like I had found half my soul,” Emiliano now lowered his head deeply.

“We often met secretly, but I never told her that I was married, until one day her mother followed me home. That's when he found out the truth. Poor domenica. He was going to surprise me. She was about to announce her pregnancy,” Emiliano nosed her base and sobbed slowly.

“He left home, not only bringing disappointment, but also heartache and physical injuries from the slurs and chastisement of Claudia. From then on, Domenica disappeared from my side. Five years later, he came back. Domenica stood on the porch of the house by bringing you before me,” stuffing Emiliano sounded even louder. His shoulders were shaking from the unstoppable outburst of emotion. “It should have been then that I kept him from leaving. But I am too weak. Ii'm sorry. I'm sorry, son," Emiliano got up from his seat, and rested before Adriano.

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