The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Like a Dream
Plaka is an area in Athens that is very interesting, because there is a place that has always been a destination for tourists, the Acropolis. The road in the area is fairly narrow and can only be passed by one car, including a car that delivers Arsen and Olivia to the front of a multi-storey house with brown wall paint.
After removing all his belongings from the car, Arsen immediately knocked on the green door with a round iron decoration attached to the door. While Olivia was busy looking around a place that was so foreign to her, where the houses were close to each other and seemed to be no distance from each other. The wall paint also looks colorful.
A few moments later, the door opened. A face emerged from behind it. Is a dark-haired woman with a floral midi dress. Her face looks young and beautiful. "Epitelous eisai spati (Finally you're home too)," greeted the clean-skinned woman as she kissed Arsen's forehead. "Tadeus, look your son is back!" the woman looked at the inside of the house.
"Mom won't let me in?" ask Arsen.
"Oh, of course. How could I not take you ..." the woman did not have time to continue her words, when the direction of her gaze was fixed on Olivia who was standing next to Arsen. "Hey, who is this?" ask her with an incredulous hue. The woman who was Arsen's mother noticed Olivia from toe to toe. While Oivia just stood up with a wrong attitude. He was at a loss as to how other than to throw a smile at the middle-aged woman before him.
"Who is this beautiful girl, Arsen?" ask the woman later. However, Olivia could not understand what he was saying. Immediately Arsen's mother invited them to enter.
"Mother, this is Olivia. She ... She is my wife. Yes, we were married a while ago in Monaco" Arsen said calmly. The handsome man then glanced at Olivia who still looked confused. "He's my mom, Olive. His name was Eireen Moras" he whispered to the young black-haired woman.
Immediately Olivia nodded politely with a sweet smile. But he doesn't know what to say. "I don't speak Greek" Olivia whispered back to Arsen.
"What's wrong, just stay sweet. My mother is a supple and not stiff person. You will definitely feel comfortable with him" said Arsen again turned his eyes to the mother. "My wife doesn't speak Greek, ma'am. He's from Italy, '" he explained.
"Italy? Oh, that's amazing. I've always wanted to go there" said the enthusiastic mother. "Tadeus, come here baby! Look what your son brought as a gift from his departure this time," Arsen's mother again called out to her husband.
"Don't wonder. My mother was always like that" whispered Arsen again, very close to Olivia's ears even to the surface of her lips touched the young woman's earlobe. Olivia reacts to it, but soon they return to their usual attitude when a man enters the living room with a unique design typical of ancient Greece.
Thaddeus Moras. He was the owner of a cafeteria on one of the streets of Plaka. "What's up, honey?" tanyanya while clutching the waist of his beautiful wife. While Eireen gestured with eye movements. "Oh, my beloved son," Thaddeus approached Arsen and embraced him. After which, he glanced at Olivia, then closely observed the young lady.
"Name Olivia. The wife of our son, dear," said Eireen looking happy. The other with Thaddeus. The man immediately turned to his wife while knitting an eyebrow. He couldn't believe that Arsen had a partner. "You surprised, honey? I'm the same, too" said the dark-haired woman with her beautiful eyes.
"It's amazing" muttered Tadeus turning his attention to Arsen and Olivia, "but, when did you get married, son? Why didn't you tell your parents?" Thaddeus wanted to protest strongly against the child.
"The story is very long, Dad. Later, because I'm so tired. We just got back from England and came straight here. We want to rest first" Arsen said, clutching Olivia's shoulder. Without much further ado, Arsen groped his suitcase along with a tote bag containing the clothes of his wife. He passed to his room on the second floor.
"Here we must sleep in the room. I don't want my parents to ask questions because they won't talk about it enough, especially my mom. You see for yourself, he's very chatty" Arsen said as he placed the suitcase and carry-on bag next to the table near the bed.
Either Olivia listened to what Arsen said or not, because she was busy observing the surroundings of the room. Olivia also opened the door to the balcony and stood there. From the balcony, he can see the view around. In the distance on a high hill, there was a magnificent building. "That's what?" show Olivia.
Arsen who was tidying up the luggage immediately turned his head. He paused for a moment and then walked over to Olivia. The man was standing right next to the woman who was now getting used to their togetherness. For about a month, they both spent time in England. From the time of the horrific incident the other day, Olivia even agreed to go to bed with Arsen, though nothing ever happened between them. Olivia was still afraid to do it. "That's the famous Acropolis. You ever hear of that?" Arsen glanced at the wife who looked very innocent.
"Yes, back in school. However, I don't know what the original form was like" Olivia said with a big smile. "It felt like a dream because I could be in Greece" he said.
"Why indeed?" ask Arsen.
"You know for yourself that I'm not a rich man's son. In the past, Miss D'Angelo took me to America. After that I went with you to England, and now I'm in Greece" Olivia's sweet smile spread on her thin lips. "If my parents hear this, I don't know what they're going to say" he said.
"You are my wife now. Just tell me which other country you want to visit. If I have enough money later, we can both go. How's it?" tawar Arsen made Olivia turn to him at once.
"Really?" the innocent look of the young lady was again clearly visible.
"Yes, why not" said Arsen. "I've been to Potugal and Spain. If you want, we can put those two countries on our next itinerary, but I don't know when. I think not in the near future, because we need a lot of supplies for a vacation," he explained.
Olivia laughed crisply. She looks so sweet, making Arsen so anxious about her. Without permission, Arsen immediately kissed the surface of Olivia's lips very gently.
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Another cool novel to read and put on the shelf.