The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Men's Strategy

There is nothing happiest for Adriano, but to travel with the blessing of his beloved wife. His handsome face looks so cheerful when crossing the helicopter runway. Holding Mia's hands to the left and Miabella's hands to the right, Adriano smiled broadly as she arrived at the side of the helicopter's hull. He kissed both cheeks of the puffer Miabella before turning to soft kiss Mia's lips for a while. He didn't care if he was blocking the door, so Coco had to go around the helicopter's muzzle to get inside from a different door.

“We should be more friendly than the two of them, Francy,” protested Coco. Francesca replied, Marco walked beside her, then boarded the helicopter alone.

“Hey, where's Dani? Why didn't he take you away?” ask Coco astonishment.

“Behold your friendly time before the coming of small monsters numbering dozens,” Marco grin who did not answer the question of Matteo's friend at all. “Dani fell asleep due to fatigue chasing Romeo and Tobia in the back pool,” Marco said in the end.

“Tenag only, Marco. I really like kids. I think I'm ready to have a lot of kids. Right ‘kan, Ricci?” Francesca raised one eyebrow while smiling seductively at her future husband. “Ricci?” repeat when Coco pretends not to hear.

“I leave first, My dear.” Coco kissed Francesca's lips and forehead. After that, he immediately got into the helicopter. He chose a seat next to Marco.

"Review if you get caught doing nothing there!" francesca from the outside. His tone sounded very firm and also serious.

"Just calm down, Francy. I'll take care of your future husband" Marco said, patting Coco on the shoulder.

Only Adriano is still hanging out with Mia and Miabella.

“I hope you still remember us when you had fun there,” said Mia with curved lips, just like a child who was sulking when she wanted to be left by her parents.

“Of course, darling,” Adriano stroked gently his wife's cheeks using the back of the hand.

“I hope you imagine my face when surrounded by beautiful and sexy women,” continued Mia who apparently did not want to stop giving her sacred messages, while embracing Miabella and holding her.

"I've told you there's no sexy woman, Mia," Adriano's argument assures the wife.

“I've had a lot of ice cream, Daddy Zio!” between the beautiful toddler after Adriano responded to the words of Mia who did not feel confident.

“Yes, geez. You guys really, yeah,” Adriano chuckles softly at the attitude of the mother and child.

“Hei, Adriano! Look at! Your helicopter pilot's been scratching his head many times. It looks like he will faint if he has to wait for you too long,” exclaimed Coco from inside the helicopter. The pilot turned his head and shook his head in fear towards Adriano.

“Ti-no, Boss! That's not true! I can wait as long as you want,” refute the pilot in a slightly frantic tone.

“Come, Mia. We down. There are many things that we must discuss,” invite Francesca who pulled slowly the arm of the stepbrother, to immediately follow him.

“Francesca is right, dear. Come downstairs. I'm leaving now. The pilot will start the engine soon. You certainly do not want if your hair is messy exposed to the wind from the propeller,” persuaded Adriano as he kissed his wife's lips once again.

“Alright, but remember our agreement!” firmly Mia with a little loud intonation, making Marco and Coco turn her head immediately.

“You can't turn off your phone for a second and have to answer calls every time I call!” the message.

“Of course,” replied Adriano with a crisp laugh, to cover up a little nervousness. He immediately jumped into the helicopter cabin. When he was ready, Adriano waved to Miabella.

Slowly, Adriano's helicopter flew higher and higher, leaving the runway on the roof of the Casa de Luca building. Not until half an hour, they finally arrived at the runway of the mansion. By then, the time had shown five o'clock in the afternoon.

The three well-built men were greeted by Pierre and several servants. Adriano got off the helicopter, then invited his guests to go straight down to the workspace on the ground floor by using the elevator. Pierre continued to follow his master's footsteps while the servants turned in different directions.

In the workspace, Adriano pressed a special button that was under her workroom desk. Before long, the wall behind Adriano's desk, slowly shifted to the side and then opened wide. It was the room behind the wall that left Marco and Coco stunned.

“Please enter, Gentlemen,” invite Pierre politely while pressing the switch, so that the lighting in the room is lit.

Both Marco and Coco were unceasingly amazed at the secret room full of Adriano's weapons collection. Ranging from antique pistols that are revolver type, to semi-automatic and automatic pistols of the latest series. All lined up neatly inside a special shelf attached to the wall. While long barrel rifles of various types, hanging lined up like wall hangings. There were so many weapons, that even the walls of the room itself were invisible.

“Gosh, what's this much gun for? Didn't you say you didn't like guns?” ask Marco.

“Who said I don't like guns? I'm just saying that I don't trade weapons. However, of course I still like to buy it and collect,” explained Adriano.

“I like this,” Coco said. Without permission, he passed Pierre's body standing near Adriano and continued to approach the wooden shelf. He took one Dessert Eagle gun and one Sauer SIG pistol. Casually, Coco sheathed the two weapons behind her waist. “We leave now, ‘kan?” Coco spread her gaze to everyone in the room.

Adriano did not answer immediately. He looked at Marco before his blue eyes returned to Coco. "It's five o'clock by now. If we fly right now, then I should prepare my plane and pilot first. It will take two hours. That is, we will fly at seven o'clock in the night. That means we will arrive in Vukovar at midnight,” he explained.

“Are you starting to feel tired? Then, what if we get there already at midnight? Isn't that nice? Advantage for us because the enemy will be more difficult to monitor in the dark,” said Coco enthusiastically.

“I think the idea is good too,” timpal Marco while shrugging.

“Sorry, Sir. I just wanted to remind you that Miss Mia used to look for you in the middle of the night. You remember not, when you are busy in the workspace and not immediately back to the room. Every ten o'clock and up, the madam will call you without pause until you answer her call,”, Pierre recalled with his calm style of speech.

“It was not good,” Marco said again.

“Yes, Amico. I thought you were more experienced at dealing with women than I was. Turns out, my judgment was wrong,” taunted Coco while chuckling. “Begin!” the curly-haired man put on a serious look, but it looked hilarious in the eyes of Adriano and Marco. “Didn't your private jet cabin also provide a bed?”

“Yes, but there is only one bed,” replied Adriano flat.

“Well, if Mia calls then you stay in action in bed pretending that you are in a hotel room,” Coco suggested with a smile.

“Mia has memorized the interior of the bed in the plane. Are you stupid, Ricci?” grouse Adriano.

“You can tell the cabin crew to change the bed sheet or curtain. Anything as long as it looks different,” said Coco who is still very confident in her opinion.

“Means our flight schedule will be much longer if the crew must replace the interior first,” thought Adriano.

“It's okay, as long as we can leave as soon as possible to Croatia,” urged Coco still in her opinion.

Adriano took a deep breath. He reached into his cell phone and contacted the pilot. "Czar, can you deploy your team to change the interior of the aircraft cabin in half an hour? If it could be faster it would be better" asked Adriano. His face looked serious when he heard the answer from the pilot. "It's up to how your team works, which is for sure I want something new in my cabin" the man said.