The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Un Consiglio

Adriano was doing a push-up on the second floor opening of his house, with a view directly facing the sea. On the back with a tattoo of a black panther, Miabella seemed to sit sweet. Every now and then, the gray-eyed little girl clapped her hands with a carefree laugh, as her body moved up and down to the rhythm produced by the father. Adriano was not disturbed at all.

"Jeez, Bella. What are you doing, son?" damiano's new reprimand appeared there. The old man shook his head while clucking softly.

"What's wrong, Damiano. He used to accompany me like this" Adriano said without turning his head. Sweat points, it seemed to have soaked his athletic body at that time.

"Have I gained weight, Daddy Zio?" miabella asked as she clapped her hands again. I don't know what makes the toddler look so enthusiastic. However, basically Miabella always shows a warm and cheerful attitude, in front of people who have been close to her.

"Yes, Principessa. You are a little heavier than three days ago" replied Adriano trying to please the princess, so Miabella laughed cheerfully again. His laughter looks so wide.

"Grandfather, come here," took the little girl while moving her hand as a gesture. "Let's sit on Daddy Zio's back with me" he chanted, leaving Damiano suddenly wide open.

"No need, son. I'll just sit here" Damiano said, choosing one of the wooden chairs near the round table. For a moment, he was engrossed in watching Adriano who was doing physical exercise without feeling disturbed by the idle attitude of Miabella. "Where is Mia? He had not been seen before," Damiano asked after a while.

"My mom always gets up late, Grandpa," Miabella said. A moment later, he suddenly descended from above Adriano's back. "I'm going to wake mom up" Miabella said again as she ran inside.

Adriano was stunned. He remembered that Mia was still not dressed, after last night they spent a few games. However, he could not have just left from there, especially Damiano was watching him. Adriano ended the usual light exercise he did every morning, then stood up. The tall man grabbed a small towel, which was hung on the back of one of the wooden chairs. Wiping away the sweat that soaked the body, the blue-eyed man sat opposite Damiano. "How's Greece?" his question began the conversation with a light pleasantry. After three days there, Adriano thought of asking Damiano about it.

"It's amazing, son. You know, it's the second time I've been out of Italy, after Monaco of course. The aroma of each country turned out to be very different" Damiano said in a tone that always sounded very calm.

"Yes, you're right. That's what makes me happy to travel to many countries" Adriano replied in response to the old man's speech before her.

"Have you ever brought your father here, son?" damiano asked, leaving the young man before him instantly stunned. Adriano nodded slowly. "It's a shame, Adriano," Damiano regretted with a bitter smile.

"I just met him yesterday. After all, our relationship was not very harmonious. There was too much awkwardness between me and Mr. Emiliano Moriarty" Adriano said, breathing deeply.

"Why don't you try to fix that, son?" his suggestion. "Actually, I feel bad because you're so kind to me, but cold to your own real father."

"The story is too long, Damiano. A very bad story that left a terrible trace in my memory" Adriano explained with a glaring look at the blue Aegean Sea.

"Over and as bad as the story is between you and your father, it's still a blood tie that holds you two together. That makes you always have to be close to him. If you knew, Adriano. Mr. Moriarty used to tell me about all his heartbreak all this time," Damiano still stared fixedly at the beautiful man with hair that was somewhat soaked in sweat.

"He's getting old, just like me. I can say that life is beautiful. When God predestined me to live alone, on the other hand He sent Theo, Coco, and you. I feel like I have three wonderful sons. Mr. Moriarty, just the opposite. I know that he's very sad, son," Damiano took a deep breath, then flung it down slowly.

Adriano. She was probably thinking about all the words from Matteo's nanny. However, he was not able to find that feeling towards the father, although sometimes he also felt compassion for the man.

A moment later, Adriano recalled his conversation with Arsen yesterday. "Oh yeah, Damiano. Don't you need a worker on the farm?" tanyanya.

"The father-in-law of Arsen was a laborer on one of the vineyards, which was in Piacenza. However, his employer is not a good person, so it often makes him uncomfortable. Can you help him to join the Casa de Luca estate?"

"Oh, no problem. If he needs a job, then I can give him a place. If Arsen's father-in-law matches and meets the criteria of being a foreman, then he can get the position. However, if it feels less suitable, then I will move it to another part," explained Damiano. "It's nice if we can work with people who are our own family" the old man said.

"Yes, you're right" Adriano said. However, before he could resume his words, Mia first appeared there with a cellphone that none other than Adriano himself. The beautiful woman, always managed to distract the chief Tigre Nero. However, Adriano had to frown, when he saw the look on Mia's face that seemed to be filled with anxiety. "What's up, honey?" tanyanya stood up to welcome his wife.

"Mr Emiliano Moriarty just called you, Adriano. She said that ... that ... Madame Matilda D'Angelo is gone," Mia explained rather nervously and looking uneasy.

Instantly, Adriano widened both eyes in surprise. She then receives the phone Mia gave her, then immediately contacts her father. It doesn't take long until the call is connected.

"Pronto," came the greeting from the other end of the phone.

"Padre?" reply Adriano. He was silent for a moment. “What did I just hear?” his voice sounded trembling, then silent for a moment. “I didn't think it would be that fast. Just now I was intending to fix up his residence,” Adriano leaned over slowly, then returned to sit next to Damiano in leaning over. He placed his elbows on his thighs and stared blankly at the floor.

“Honey,” Mia approached, then knelt before the man. The head of Adriano was soft. A moment later, Mia hugged him tightly and warmly.

“Come, Bella. We color in your room,” Damiano really understands if the husband and wife needs time alone, so he invites Miabella to pass from the opening. Miabella also did not say much, the little girl just nodded and complied. One hand was held by Damiano. The man then stepped in with his beloved grandson.

“Please tell me everything, baby. Don't hold your own,” entertain Mia. He was still in a kneeling position while continuing to stroke Adriano's hair that covered his face with both hands. Slowly, he removed the heavy hand so that the cheek of the husband was wet with tears. “Oh, Adriano,” Mia immediately hugged her husband. "You crying, honey?" his voice sounded soft and also soft.

Adriano immediately returned Mia's embrace. He desperately needs that.

“But I just met him. Someone who was closest to my mother, Mia,” Adriano regretted with a very soft voice. Her tears were dripping down Mia's shoulders. “Now there is no one who brings me closer to my mother" he regretted.

“You are wrong, my dear. You still have someone, Mr. Emiliano Moriarty. As bad as he is, Mr. Emiliano is one of the doors that bring you to the world, in addition to Miss Domenica,” said Mia Lirih.

“Entahlah, Mia,” Adriano flanged weakly while continuing to hug tightly the slender body of his wife. “I'm sorry if I can't keep my promise,”.

“What promise?” Mia broke down a hug and stared softly at Adriano while cupping her beautiful face.

“I can't take you around Greece this time, because we have to go back to Italy as soon as possible,” Adriano said.

“Of course, Honey. You don't have to apologize for that,” said Mia, then kissed her husband's lips warmly.