The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Miabellae

“Oh, you know him, Adriano?” tanya Arsen in stiff Italian, and half surprised.

“Yes. He's coming with me." Adriano smiled proudly. “However, soon we will leave this place. I'll drive him home to Italy,” he explained again.

“Oh.” That's all that came out of Arsen's mouth. He looked back at Mia closely. “Then, until we meet again, Miss ...”

“Mia!” sahut Adriano fast. “Name Mia.”

“A very sweet name." Arsen grabbed Mia's right hand without permission, then kissed her slowly.

Meanwhile, Mia simply fell silent and did not comment. In his mind, Adriano told him repeatedly about the words of Adriano who said he wanted to bring him back to Italy.

“Are we going home today?” Mia turned her attention to Adriano.

“Yes, Mia. Faster is better,” replied Adriano softly. His eyes looked different as he looked at Mia. While Arsen who was still standing there was only speechless to see the scene.

“I will close the event for a while, then let the guests to rest and enjoy the atmosphere of the resort. No exception to you, Arsen. Enjoy your time here,” point Adriano while smiling warmly. He also passed.

“Of course. For the first step in having fun, I will try to get acquainted with the belly dancer earlier.” Arsen laughed widely, then nodded his head at Mia as a sign of goodbye. He followed Adriano past from before the woman.

Mia lives there herself. He looked back pensively while staring at the waves for a while, until Adriano came and patted him gently on the shoulder. “Come, we're home. Are you ready?” ask Adriano to make sure.

“I must be ready,” replied Mia shrieked while bowing her face.

“It's okay, Mia. Everything will be fine,” said the beautiful man again. He took Mia's hand, then he led her to the parking area of the vehicle. There, a driver was standing in front of a Rolls Royce SUV type car owned by Adriano.

“Good afternoon, sir,” greet the driver as he bends towards Adriano, then opens the door

for his employer.

“Good day, Gerome. Take us to the airport,” reply Adriano full of authority. Afterwards, she helps Mia get on the vehicle and fastens the seatbelt.

In less than half an hour, the luxury car had arrived at Chania Airport. The driver continued to drive until he arrived at the hangar, where Adriano's private plane was located.

Without wasting any time, Adriano immediately led Mia down. The blue-eyed man took her into the cabin. He sat Mia down carefully.

Mia looked agitated, as the plane began to move. His heart was pounding so hard that he had to hold his chest. Mia's breath began to sting. The woman had trouble breathing air.

“Hey, relax. Everything's gonna be okay." Adriano, who noticed Mia's strange behavior, immediately moved to the side of the woman. He grabbed his body while gently rubbing the woman's back.

“Remember the face of Miabella or whoever makes you feel calm,” entertain Adriano.

The sentence re-ignited the memory of Matteo who always said that, every time Mia had an anxiety disorder.

“Look at me, Mia. Picture my face. Everything will be fine.”

“Sleep. Make yourself as comfortable as possible,” said Adriano softly. Like a hypnotist, Mia was immediately hit by drowsiness that made her fall asleep in Adriano's arms.

Like a dream for Adriano, when the man can come into direct contact with the woman who has long been his idol.

A few moments passed. Mia woke up, when Adriano patted her cheek gently. “We will land soon. Fasten your seat belt,” Adriano whispered.

Realizing that her head was still leaning on Adriano's shoulder, the woman immediately straightened her body while rubbing the corners of her lips and cheeks. His face flushed red as he occasionally glanced at the amused smiling Adriano looking towards him.

“Take it easy, Mia. You don't drool on my shirt,” Adriano joked with a laugh.

However, Mia did not reply to the man's joke. After tightening her seatbelt, she clung tightly to the edge of the seat, closing her eyes until the plane landed perfectly.

They have arrived at Malpensa Airport, Milan City. Adriano's men were waiting for their arrival. He immediately invited the two, to get into the vehicle. As he was about to enter the car, Adriano paused for a moment and turned to Mia. “Before heading to Casa de Luca, can I stop by somewhere first? In a moment,” asked for permission.

“As far as you are,” replied Mia briefly. In his heart, he was grateful because he could buy time to arrive at the residence of the late husband. Home with a million fond memories with Matteo.

Adriano's car moves through the crowded streets of Milan City and always crowded. Milan, which is one of the fashion centers of the world, is certainly never empty of all kinds of human activities. Including, one of which is in the suburbs.

Adriano's car drove slowly, arriving in front of a large three-story building surrounded by a white fence. In the bars of the fence, overgrown with a kind of vines and various papers containing typical drawings of children are deliberately affixed.

“Whose house is this?” Mia poked her head out the window.

Not long after, a woman opened the door of the building. He looked surprised to see the figure of Adriano standing outside the fence. “Gosh! Mr Adriano!” exclaimed the woman as she walked quickly towards Adriano standing up. The woman reached into her apron pocket to pick up the lock, then opened the gate. Open the gate wide. Meanwhile, Adriano's car is still parked on the side of the road.

“Come, Sir. Holy hooch! How long have you not been visiting children? They all miss your arrival here,” said the woman moved, on the presence of Adriano. Many times he hugged the body of the man while wiping his tears.

“Kids?” Mia scrunched her forehead. “You have a child?” tanyanya.

“I have many children,” Adriano replied with a crisp laugh.

“Mr Adriano is a savior, Mistress. He gave this house away for free for our residence. She even financed the entire needs of clothing and food,” explained the woman enthusiastically.

“We? We who?” Mia doesn't understand.

“Come. Come inside. You'll get the answer there." Adriano again clasped Mia's hand, then took her across the vast grassy yard.

The middle-aged woman invited Adriano and Mia to enter a room that resembled a lobby. In the corner of the room, there was a long sofa deliberately installed. There are many doors on each side of the room. In the middle of the room, there is a large staircase leading up to the top floor.

“Actually what is this place, Adriano?” Mia began to be wracked with misgivings. However, the feeling disappeared instantly, as the middle-aged woman rang a whistle draped around the neck. The doors opened in unison. Dozens of children ranging from the age of toddlers to teenagers, scattered from there. Everything seemed excited, when he saw Adriano standing gallantly in the middle of the room. “Dad!” Their low voices called Adriano.

“They ...” Mia did not continue her words out of awe.

“Yes, Mia. They're my kids. This is ...” Adriano's sentence was cut off just like that, when the children scattered and lunged at his body, until the man staggered back. “Hey, already. It's been. Everyone will get a hug part of me!” adriano said cheerfully. His laughter greeted them.

“This is the orphanage Mr. Adriano built. Already many abandoned children or without parents who get help and protection here,” jeoas middle-aged woman earlier. “Oh, yes. I'm sorry, Madam. Where's my manners? I'm Miranda. Nice to meet you." The woman shook Mia's hand enthusiastically, moving her to make Mia shake.

Mia's feelings warmed up when she heard the explanation of the woman named Miranda earlier. Just this time he saw the other side of an Adriano D’Angelo.

Not felt, two hours they spent in the place of the disadvantaged children. The experience that made Mia realize, that everyone must experience their own loss. Every loss is painful. However, seeing cheerful faces without the burden of children there, as if to realize Mia that losing someone loved, does not mean it must make her continue to fall.

“It's night, we should go home,” Adriano said suddenly. Mia turned her head slowly at Adriano, then nodded. Yes, he's ready for everything. Ready to come and embrace Miabella, the fruit of her love with Matteo that she must take care of well.

Almost an hour into the journey, they passed through until they finally arrived at the outer gate of Casa de Luca. Again, Mia could not help but cry. Forced, Adriano came out and told the guards that he was delivering Mrs de Luca.

The guard immediately bowed respectfully, then opened all access to the front yard of the main building. The guards had also contacted Damiano, so when Adriano's car arrived in the front yard, Damiano was already standing there holding a very beautiful looking toddler with his gray eyes.

“Miabella,” hiss Adriano. His eyes glazed over at the little girl.

“Come out first, Adriano. Please,” pinta Mia shriek.

“Good.” Adriano obeyed Mia. He rushed down to Damiano.

Immeasurably surprised the old man, when he saw Adriano in good health.

“Mr D'Angelo?” Damiano had to take down Miabella from the sling. His mind that had always been calm, turned into panic and chaos when he saw Adriano who was standing gallantly before him.

“How are you, Mr Baresi?” greet Adriano friendly.

“Ta-but, that time ...” Damiano.

“Yes. I'm still alive. God saved me. It's all right, Sir. I have forgotten and forgiven everything,” Adriano said sincerely. Suddenly his attention was distracted, when he felt someone tugging at his pants.

It was Miabella who did that while looking unblinkingly at Adriano. Her round eyes look so adorable.

“Are you my father's friend?” ask her with a still slurred style of speech.

Adriano lowered his body and aligned himself with Miabella. “Iya, Bella. I am a friend of your father,” replied Adriano while rubbing the toddler's chubby cheeks.

“Do you know how my father is? Damiano's grandfather said he went back to heaven and could not return. Can you pick up my dad? Tell him I miss. Take her home,” babbles the little girl, very smart for kids her age.

“Oh, Miabella. If I could, I would have done it.” spontaneously, Adriano hugged Miabella.

One thing that surprised Damiano was that Miabella returned Adriano's embrace even tighter. During the span of time he had been looking after Miabella since infancy, Damiano knew for certain that the toddler never wanted to be touched by anyone, except himself and his parents. Miabella does not even want to be approached by Francesca and Daniella who incidentally is Mia's brother, especially by Coco and Marco. The toddler behaved like Matteo as a child. He would not allow anyone to approach, except at his will.

“Didn't you miss your mother?” adriano asked after outlining his embrace.

Miabella shook her head weakly. “Mother hates me,” she replied slowly.