The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
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“Can you deliver Uncle?” the mysterious man smiled, then gave a small grin. Miabella immediately shook her head quickly, trying to pull her tiny hand from the clutches of the unknown man.

“What are you doing!” a heavy and deep voice in Adriano suddenly sounded from the back of the beautiful toddler.

“Daddy Zio!” miabella exclaimed, along with the man who immediately released his hand from Miabella.

Immediately, Adriano pulled and grabbed Miabella. He brought the little girl into his car. The blue eyes of Adriano were full of anger at the time. He then attached Miabella's head to her chest, then covered the little girl's ears and said, “You can't carelessly touch someone's child! If this wasn't my best friend's wedding, I'd be punching you in the head right now!"

“Relax, Sir. Your handsome face looks very scary,” the mysterious man even chuckled. “I'm just looking for this party organizer,” us.

“Who are you?” adriano asked coldly and flatly.

“I'm just a messenger from an invited guest. Coincidentally my employer could not attend,” his reply still looked calm and as if he was not afraid at all.

While Adriano was silent while still staring intently at the man for a while. “Let me drive to Arsen,” take him later, while stepping to the table where Arsen chatted with Damiano, Mia and Olivia. Miabella remained in her arms.

“Arsen!” call Adriano not too loud. “This man is looking for you,” his hand is directed at the mysterious man earlier.

Arsen immediately turned his head, then frowned. “Who? I don't think we've met before,” she said, standing and watching the man.

“I am the messenger of Mr. Nenad Ljudevit. He apologized for not being able to attend this party, as well as congratulating you on your wedding. Oh, yes, my name is Dejan Rostislav,” the big tall man again showed off his smile to everyone. Both Olivia and Mia and Damiano, nodding kindly to him.

Not with Adriano. He was stunned in disbelief, when he realized that the man next to him was the son of Nenad Ljudevit, the man he had been looking for all along.

Adriano's eyes then turned to Don Vargas and Juan Pablo sitting at different tables. They were quite a distance away from the table where he was. Don Vargas still enjoys the party. The middle-aged man seemed to be enjoying the dish and did not care about Dejan's presence there.

"I did not think at all that he would respond to my invitation,” Arsen looks enthusiastic while occasionally patting the arm of Dejan, the messenger from Nenad.

“Mr Ljudevit will never forget the person who has contributed in his life,” said the man was still with the same gesture as before.

“You know him, Arsen? Do you know Nenad?” sela Adriano with a look of disbelief. His curiosity got bigger when Arsen gave a cheerful nod. “Then, we have to talk,” he asks while moving Miabella from her carrier to Mia's lap. After which, he pulled Arsen's arm away from there.

“What is this, Adriano?” mia asked not to understand.

“Yes, what is this?” sahut Arsen with a spotlight of astonishment.

“I borrowed your husband for a moment, Olivia. Meanwhile, watch Mr. Dejan well,” Adriano covered the turmoil in his heart with a friendly and warm smile.

“Please sit, Signor,” sound Damiano welcome Dejan, when he and Arsen are already quite far from the banquet.

“What is this, Adriano? Why are you acting so weird?” arsen asked while trying to release his arm from the clutches of Adriano's heavy hand.

“So you know Nenad? Nenad Ljudevit?” adriano's voice was so deep. He also put his lips closer to Arsen's ears.

“Yes, he is an old friend. We met in Colombia. I saved him from going after a drug cartel back then,” Arsen said. “What's the reason?”

“Yes, I've heard the grapevine. However, Don Vargas never said it directly to me,” replied Arsen casually.

“Then you dare to invite Nenad here? Had he not been prevented from attending your party, he would have met Don Vargas. Don't you imagine how messy it would be if the two mafia were fighting each other in this place?” Adriano clucked not understanding Arsen's way of thinking.

“Oh, of course I can't imagine it, friend. However, I can still be calm, because Don Vargas never knows what Nenad's face looks like. The man always hid his identity,” Arsen said, chuckling softly.

“You always never think long,” Adriano scolded. “Now connect me with Nenad. There's one thing I have to work on with him,” he asked with flat intonation.

“What solution? I'm very curious,” Arsen's dark eyeballs look shiny because they're too enthusiastic.

“It's about the late Matteo,” Adriano replied with his head lowered.

“Matteo de Luca? How could? What does Matteo have to do with Nenad?” Arsen was forced to keep his mouth shut as a guest flashed in front of him. He nodded kindly to the person, then turned his attention back to Adriano.

“Sergei has sold Matteo-made weapons to Nenad. After that, Nenad sold it to the American market, where it was not his domain. It seems that it triggered the anger of some groups who finally decided to finish Matteo,” explained Adriano in a regretful tone.

“Why are they aiming at Matteo and not Nenad?” whispered Arsen while shaking slowly.

“Because Nenad cunningly used the name Matteo to circulate the weapons of the assembly,” replied Adriano. He then fell silent and turned to Mia. Staring at his beloved wife who was joking with Olivia while occasionally stroking Miabella's head.

Adriano exhaled slowly, then turned to Arsen. “I ... I have to find out Matteo's killer, to pay for all the pain Mia has ever felt,” he murmured.

“Hm,” Arsen nodded faintly, then stuffed both his hands into his pants pocket. “Maybe you can start your investigation from there, from Nenad Ljudevit. I always keep his contact number. If you want, I can arrange your meeting. If he pleases, he will accept."

“I don't want to meet directly with Nenad. Not before I know exactly what his strength is like,” insists Adriano.

“You mean?” Arsen scrunched his forehead.

“I'll investigate the man first. Just give me his contact number. After that, I will decide the next step,” Adriano said.

“Alright, I'll give it to you later. Now, let's go back to the party. Do not let our wives worry,” Arsen smiled widely when calling the word ‘istri’. A word she had never thought of in all this time.

Adriano agreed and began to walk after Arsen who stepped first. However, he immediately stopped when something suddenly flashed inside his head. “Arsen, wait!” Adriano blocked Arsen's arm so that the Greek man was drawn back.

“Why else?” the man was upset.

“Isn't Don Vargas also one of the rulers of American territory in the arms trade?” ask Adriano again.

“That's no doubt,” said Arsen while shaking his waist. He returned Adriano's gaze, then realized something a few minutes later. His mouth opens to form the letter O. “Do you think ...” Arsen raised one of his index fingers.

“We can interrogate the envoy of Nenad,” Adriano smirked in satisfaction.