The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Mr. Underwear

Miabella runs into a small room occupied by Mia and Adriano. The little girl banged on the door hard. “Daddy Zio! Daddy Zio!” he cried with a distinctive voice that still sounded a little slurred, but so loud.

Mia and Adriano, who were asleep, soon woke up from their sleep. The two looked at each other for a moment. "Good morning, Mia," said Adriano. "Is this how Matteo feels every morning?" he mumbled slowly as to himself.

"Daddy Zio!" Back there was a loud cry from Miabella, making Mia signal Adriano who was still looking at her to open the door immediately.

Adriano smiled a little. He doesn't usually wake up like that. The sturdy man complained slowly while shaking off the blanket. “The alarm is very loud,” Adriano said calmly, while walking to the door and unlocking.

There was Miabella in a swimsuit and a swan-shaped tire. “Good morning, Bella. Nice costume.” Adriano knitted his brows, as he saw the little girl smiling broadly at him.

“Come. Accompany me to swim,” take Miabella with adorable mimic.

“Yes, God. What's up, honey? Why are you making a fuss this early?” Mia came to them. Instantly she was surprised to see her daughter who was already wearing a swimsuit. “Don't tell me you want to swim this early.” Mia joined her eyebrows.

“Whose word is it morning, Mother? Grandpa Damiano has even gone to the garden,” denied the little girl. “Come, Daddy Zio!” Without saying much, Miabella pulled Adriano's hand and led him to the pool. Adriano turned to Mia, who was still glued to the doorway to watch her daughter's behavior. The man just smiled.

Upon arrival near the pool, Miabella and Adriano stood for a moment at the edge. “Try dipping your feet. Is the water not too cold?” Adriano slightly bowed and spelled out the little girl's high fingers. Miabella according. He held onto Adriano's arm, then dipped his leg on the surface of the pool water. “How?” ask Adriano reassuringly.

“Not cold,” replied Miabella as she shook her head and turned to father.

“Good. Wait a minute, because we don't ..” Adriano did not continue his words, when he saw Mia coming there with a towel. “Do you want to swim with us, Madam?” adriano asked with a seductive look towards Mia.

“Ah, no. I just brought you towels. Anyway, I have to prepare breakfast,” replied Mia. “Do you want me to make something, honey?” tawar Mia glanced at her little daughter, who was still standing waiting for Adriano by the pool.

“I want Frittata, Mom,” says the little girl.

“Is it just Miabella you're offering, Mia?” adriano protest slowly.

“Ah, yes. I forget that now I have two children,” Mia said with an amused smile. “Do not swim for too long, dear. I'll call you when breakfast is ready,” he continued as it passed with the gaze of Adriano. He was engrossed in looking at Mia and ignoring the little girl who had been preparing by the pool since.

“Do you like my mom a lot, Daddy Zio?” ask plain miabella. Made Adriano aware and immediately turned his head.

The man smiled slightly, then lowered his sturdy body to the level of Miabella. “I hope you don't mind, Princess,” replied Adriano gently accompanied by her trademark smile. Miabella responded with a headband.

“Good,” says Adriano again. “Now, let's start this fun activity,” the man continued while taking off his sleeping pants. He then went down to the pool. From there, Adriano welcomes Miabella who immediately jumps. The little girl laughed cheerfully. He looked very happy because Adriano taught him to swim.

A few moments passed. Mia went back to the pool. He told Miabella to stop her excitement that morning. By force, Miabella complies with her mother.

Meanwhile, Adriano continues his swimming events alone. He looks so good at water sports. Adriano was so engrossed that he didn't realize someone was coming to the pool.

About ten minutes later, the athletic man decided to end his morning activities. He climbed to the edge and intended to pick up a towel. Adriano was immediately stunned. The towel and sleeping pants that had been stored on the poolside lounge chair had disappeared from their place. The man then gave a glance around the pool area. However, he did not see anyone there but him.

Adriano complains slowly while restoring wet hair. Dots of water still dripped from his body which at that time was only wearing underwear. Forcibly, Adriano walked in semi-naked and of course cold.

The handsome man breezed dashingly and uncaringly, despite having made some of the female maids grieve at the sight of him. Francesca and Daniella had just arrived in the dining room. Coincidentally the room is indeed close to the swimming pool area.

“Are you okay, Mr D’Angelo?” asked Daniella who stared unblinkingly at her sister-in-law.

“You ... looks ... wet,” timpal Francesca who also stared fixedly at Adriano.

Meanwhile, Marco immediately dehem softly as a reprimand for his wife. Unlike Coco who could not help but laugh.

Adriano turned to Mia, then exhaled a sigh of complaint. “I think, in this house there are small children besides Miabella and Marco's two sons,” he replied as he glanced at Coco, who was trying to hold back a laugh. After that, Adriano passed into the room while shaking in understanding.

The gazes of all those in the dining room, were instantly fixed on Coco who was already powerless to hold back a laugh. Calmly, the curly-haired man sat on one of the chairs at the dining table. Meanwhile, the others continued to stare suspiciously at him.

Realizing that he was in the limelight, Coco stopped laughing and stared back at them one by one. “What's up? Why do you see me so?” his protest. “It's funny that your husband, Mia,” he continued, shaking his head and returning to a satisfied laugh.

“Tak I thought that you were so childish, Ricci! I hesitated to hand Francesca over to you,” rebuked Mia with annoyance over Coco's cowardice.

Coco suddenly pias. “Gosh. Don't do that, Mia. I was just kidding. After all, life without laughter will not be exciting,” Coco who tries to defend herself.

“I also have no problem seeing Adriano like that. Very beautiful entertainment for me,” joked Daniella, making Marco glare sharply at her.

“My eyes need refreshment, dear. After marriage, I no longer see another man naked besides you,” Daniella's pretext when capturing a spotlight of objections from her husband.

Marco could only slowly hear the blond woman's reply. His pride as the clan head was at stake on the dining table.

Suddenly everyone who was there was open to hearing it, Mia was no exception. She was quite grateful for the entertainment of that morning, which managed to bring back a hint of her smile. Although, it was undeniable that he was also quite amused to see Adriano in such an appearance.

After breakfast, Adriano returns to discuss what he talked about last night with Damiano and Marco. Coco also seemed to be curious, so she joined in on the serious conversation. They decided to gather in Matteo's study. Adriano wants to solve Matteo's death immediately, in order to fulfill his promise to Mia.

“In the meantime, Matteo's lawyer is coming. I made an appointment with him,” Marco said.

“It's good. While waiting, I want to say something to you guys.” Adriano opened the meeting that day with a serious look.

“A few days ago, when Mia and I finished shopping for wedding dresses. We, passing through the church where the murder took place ..” Adriano was forced to stop his speech, when he saw Damiano looking down deeply while rubbing his cheek. What“Do you mind if I continue, Damiano?” ask Adriano slowly.

Damiano immediately looked up and reached out, as a gesture that he did not mind. “It's okay. Continue in. The sooner we get a bright spot, then it will be the better,” he replied.

“That place is an open area. Many people passed by. Moreover, the location of the church is right on the side of the main highway,” explained Adriano. “It is highly unlikely that the killer made a blatant shooting, as there will be many eyewitnesses. In fact, no one saw the perpetrator. Nor was Mia who was near Matteo at the time,”.

“Need to be underlined. We did not hear the sound of a gun eruption at all,” Damiano said confidently.

“So, what does that mean ...” Coco looked at Adriano and Damiano with an incomprehensible look.

“Most likely, Matteo shot remotely. However, it is impossible for a long-range shooter to take multiple shots at a time, except ...”

“Except?” repeat each person in unison with a curious look.

“Except if there is more than one remote shooter. They were aiming at Matteo simultaneously,” Adriano replied.

Damiano sighed while leaning back. So did Coco and Marco who looked lethargic. “Yes, God. Who did that kind of thing?” coco growled while clenching his hands.

“To strengthen my theory, then I have to read the investigation report from the police,” Adriano continued.

“Take it easy, Guido has all his files,” Marco explained.

“Why hasn't he arrived yet?” Adriano had not had time to get an answer to his question, a slow knock was heard on the door of the study. Everyone looked towards the voice.

In the doorway, stood a man who looked young. However, his hair and mustache had been bleached completely. “Halo. Good afternoon. Am I late?” he held out a big smile.

“Adriano, let me introduce. It was Guido Aquillani, Matteo's personal lawyer,” Damiano said as he stood up and welcomed the man to come in and join them.