The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Love Bloom

“Hai, how are you? I accidentally met your mother. He said that you had come home, but ..” the beautiful blonde woman did not continue her words. He just glanced at Olivia strangely.

“Oh, yes. I just came yesterday,” replied Arsen, “This is my wife, Olivia Moras,” said Arsen while clutching the shoulders of Olivia who looks uncomfortable with the gaze of women in front of them. “Olive, this is Katia. She was my neighbor and best friend since childhood," Arsen introduced a beautiful woman with plain white singlet combined with hot pants jeans

The woman named Katia smiled warmly at Olivia as she extended her hand. “Hai, how are you? May you stay here,” he said in Greek.

While Olivia just nodded in doubt, because she did not understand what Katia said to her. She shook Katia's hand without saying a word.

“Ah, she can't speak our language. Olivia is from Italy,” explained Arsen.

“Oh, does he speak English?” katia asked as she looked at Arsen and Olivia in turn.

Hearing the blond woman mention the word ‘England’, Olivia immediately nodded. “I can speak English, although not very fluent,”.

“Good then. I can also speak in English. Lady Eireen taught me. We are very familiar, like friends,” Katia said in English. Her tone also sounded very proud, making Olivia a little distracted. The girl retreated while pulling Arsen's arm.

“What's up?” whispered Arsen with lips deliberately stuck to his wife's ear.

Seeing that, Katia hurriedly shifted her gaze. He then remembered the woven basket with a red checkered patterned cloth lid that had been held using his left hand. “Ah, I almost forgot. I made this special for you,” Katia thrust the basket to Arsen.

“What is this?” The curious Arsen, immediately opened the covering cloth. Inside the basket is filled to the brim with ring-shaped Greek bread, similar to a doughnut lined with sesame. The Greeks called it Koulouri Thessalonikis.

“You still love that food, right?” tanya Katia is excited.

For a moment, Olivia observed a beautiful look before her. Round eyes with genuine curvy lashes. Neatly browned eyebrows with a pointed nose and a dazzling smile from pink lipstick lips. Unknowingly, Olivia rubbed her lips and cheeks. She was so innocent with no makeup at all, and only the thin powder she had once rubbed against her face. Olivia pulled back the arm of Arsen who had just thanked Katia.

“Oh, can't wait to get to Acropolis?” back Arsen whispered into Olivia's ear which was immediately replied with a nod by her.

“Are you guys going out?” Katia noticed the unusual gurgling of the newlywed couple before her. At that time, she could not even enter the house, as Arsen and Olivia were still standing in the doorway.

“It's a shame, even though I want to cook you something,” Katia said in a joking tone, making Olivia frown. The girl was well aware of what Katia was saying, as the Arsenic neighbor spoke English.

“I used to cook here. Aunt Eireen used to take me. We have the same favorite,” explains Katia on Olivia.

While the young woman could only force her smile while glancing at Arsen. The body language that the handsome man could understand clearly. “Maybe next time, Katia. Anyway, my mom's not home. Today I plan to take Olivia on a walk to the Acropolis, as this is the first time she has set foot in Greece" Arsen said, turning to his wife and smiling as Olivia returned her gaze. Arsen also grabbed Olivia's hand, then kissed her gently. The look in his eyes seemed so warm to the woman who was now more silent since the arrival of Katia.

“Yes, geez. I came at an inopportune moment apparently,” Katia laughed bitterly, but she still showed her hospitality. “Alright, then. Have fun you guys. I go home first,” he concluded while turning around and waving his hand. He stepped quietly while putting both hands on the pocket of hot pants he was wearing. Katia continued to walk through several buildings, until she finally entered a house with salem-colored wall paint.

“So, how? We leave now, or repeat the game?” Arsen followed his wife. He grabbed the young woman's hand until he turned to her. "How's it?" asked Arsen again while raising one eyebrow. He also brought his face closer to his wife.

“Is she one of your girlfriends?” Olivia asked back in a tone that sounded sharp and cold.

Instead of replying, Arsen was stunned when he heard it. “Gosh, I'd love to feel confident, but dearnyq I'm afraid to be disappointed,”.

“What do you mean?” Olivia scowled while folding both her hands on her chest.

“I'm afraid that right now I feel too confident thinking that you're jealous,” Arsen chuckles softly as he puts the cake basket on the living room table.

“Ti-no!" refute Olivia immediately. "I'm just interested in the lipstick color. Not too flashy and not also look pale,” kilah Olivia while throwing away face. "In addition, he has a very good body shape. Her appearance is also sexy and ...."

“Such appearances are common to me. Now I prefer something like this" he joked while pulling the bottom of the dress that Olivia was wearing.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Olivia tries to pull back the bottom of the dress that is still in Arsen's grasp.

But the handsome man again just laughed crisply. He seems to be very happy to play around with Olivia.

"Tell me, do you want lipstick like the one Katia wears?” Arsen removed his grip from the bottom of Olivia's dress. He then grabbed the black-haired woman's chin and held her back, so that the position of their faces were now facing each other.

“If only buy you complete makeup equipment, of course I can. That's so small. However, don't ask me to take you around the world anytime soon, because the savings I have are still not enough," babble Arsen who inevitably made Olivia finally returned to smile like before meeting Katia.

"I didn't expect it because it turns out you're a nice and funny guy" Olivia said slowly. "Thank you" he said again.

"Thank you for what?" tanya Arsen stared fixedly at the wife.

"Thank you for being willing to take responsibility" Olivia said.

"Hey, why do you have to thank me?" Arsen used his index tip to lift Olivia's chin. "What I did was supposed to. I've told you many times, I'm a jerk who likes to play with a lot of women. But I am not a rapist. Everything I do is like and like, just like we did. I'm satisfied, and you can enjoy it too" explained the man.

Arsen then rubbed his forehead slowly. While Olivia still stared at him. "After all, what I gave you at this time is still very lacking, given the mental burden you experienced due to my depraved actions,” regretted Arsen while returning to breathe slowly. Before long, the man then ruffled his waist while staring at the cake basket that was on the table.

“Then, forget what has passed. I also do not want to remember it anymore,” said Olivia while smiling wryly. He then tucked the hair in his left ear, making Arsen so anxious to see his wife's behavior. Without warning, he immediately grabbed the slender body and again showered it with a friendly kiss. The young woman was again directed to sit on the sofa, where they had started everything.