The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Lost Memories

Adriano looked silently at the gravestone with the name Domenica Vallea D'Angelo. He never thought that his search would end at a public cemetery. Back touched the black marble-coated headstone. He was bowed to hide the inner turmoil that continued to rage in his heart.

Meanwhile, Mia said nothing. The mother of Miabella only provided moral support through a gentle touch on the husband's arm. The same with Emiliano who did not dare to say a word again. The old man was glued to a slight position behind Adriano. Sometimes he looked down and touched the corner of his eye.

A moment of silence engulfed the three of them. While the weather is getting hotter. Adriano glanced at the wife who was beginning to look uncomfortable. Sweat spots seemed to wet Mia's forehead. "Do you want to go home, honey?" bargained for.

"As far as you are," Mia replied with a gentle smile.

"We can come back another time. Anyway, I'm afraid Miabella is looking for us" Adriano said. He then turned to Emiliano who was still silent. "Are you going to Casa de Luca or not?" tanyanya cold.

"I have to go home first. Claudia must be anxious if I don't come back soon" replied Emiliano quietly and sounded doubtful.

Adriano responded with a cynical smile to his father's answer. He sounded annoyed. "You think he's worried about you? By letting her husband be a shield, what is that you call love? I thought mature age would make you think better, but it didn't. Maybe that's why you ignored my mother," after the words that came from the lips of the chairman Tigre Nero, made Mia feel uncomfortable when she heard it. Mia looked like she was about to say something, but she said it because Adriano first grabbed her wrist. "Come on, honey," he asked as he led Mia along.

"Adriano, your father," Mia held back the man's steps until she was stunned. Adriano turned to his wife who seemed to disagree with his attitude.

Sighing in a rough breath, Adriano turned to the old man who was still glued before Domenica's tomb. "Let's take me home" he said rather loudly, because their distance had been slightly away.

Emiliano immediately looked. He looked at the son he had neglected all this time with a full day. However, shortly afterwards a smile appeared at the corner of his lips. Without saying much, he immediately approached the child and his daughter-in-law. The old man's feeling was slightly calm, as he looked at Mia's warm, friendly smile.

Without lingering, they continued to travel to Milan, because Adriano had to take the father home. During the trip, the blue-eyed man did not say much. His eyes coldly glanced forward, staring at the streets they were walking through. Finally, the trip was completed with the stop of the car that Adriano drove in front of Emiliano's house. The old man had already intended to descend, but Adriano's voice had managed to make him sit back and stare ahead.

"If there will be people from Artiglio Di Corvo coming, then please allow them to enter. I guarantee they won't dare to act. They'll only take the things that have taken you kidnapped" Adriano said without looking back. His right hand was still holding the wheel.

"Are they the ones who were yesterday ...."

"Yes. I hope your son has returned so that he can take responsibility for his actions. For that I do not want to interfere at all," said Adriano again still in a cold tone, making Mia immediately touch the thigh and rub it slowly. For a moment, Adriano fell silent and looked at the hand with Mia's clasped fingers on her thighs. He understood the meaning of that gentle touch. He took a deep breath so he could calm down. "That's it ... Padre," closed. He doesn't want to talk much anymore.

Emiliano then opened the door and took the cassette to get out. But that was back he broke. The middle-aged man stared at the child for a moment, although Adriano had not turned his head. "Then, what about Gianna?" tanyakanya.

"All right then. Thank you very much, son," replied Emilino quietly. It's hard to break Adriano's heart. However, that hope will always be there, and make him unyielding.

"Aianna is my sister after all" Adriano said later. Although his voice sounded slow and just like a mere murmur, but Emiliano can still hear it very clearly. The old man smiled with relief. At least Adriano still recognizes Gianna as a family.

After delivering Emiliano, the couple resumed their journey. However, it turns out that Adriano did not directly bring Mia to Casa de Luca. He invites his wife to seek the wind first.

For Mia this was something that was never imagined. At that time, Adriano drove a jeep owned by the late Matteo, because it was not possible to use his Ferrari. Adriano doesn't keep any other cars in Brescia.

Mia's feelings are really not good. In the past, it was Matteo who was always behind the wheel, while Mia faithfully sat next to him. At first glance, what Mia saw beside her was Matteo. Black-coated man with hair neatly combed back. The last appearance of the man's life.

For a moment Mia was fixated with a full glare, as the man next to her turned his head and smiled. A smile typical of a Matteo so charming. Mia's breath seemed to be stuck in her throat. He tried to fight back and realized that it was all just a hallucination. Mia is aware of the real reality.

"No," muttered Mia softly. He immediately turned his eyes to the side for a while. Fortunately, Adriano is also being swept away in his own mind, so he does not realize Mia's strange attitude. The man was wearing black glasses that hid the unrest that was bothering him.

While Mia, chose to close her eyes for a moment. He tried to present a beautiful shadow about Adriano that they had passed together. Mia then smiled slightly as she opened her eyes again. He then glanced at the man behind the wheel. The brown-eyed woman was finally able to feel relieved, because now the handsome face of Adriano was the one she saw.

"What's wrong? Are you okay, Mia?" adriano asked who at that time turned his head and saw a strange gurgle from his wife. Mia tries to breathe regularly. A moment later, the mother of Miabella shook her head slowly.

Seeing Mia's strange demeanor, Adriano then stopped her car. He removed his seatbelt and got out of the car. Adriano immediately walked to the next door and opened it for Mia. "Are you feeling anxious, Mia?" asked the blue-eyed man worried. She who was standing outside, cupped Mia's pretty face. The brunette was still sitting with her seatbelt across her chest.

Without a second thought, Adriano removed the seatbelt. After that, he again cupped the beautiful face of the wife and put his forehead on Mia's forehead. The two closed their eyes with breaths that mingled with each other. "Take it easy, honey" he said half a whisper. "Breathe slowly" Adriano said again without changing his position.

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