The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Midnight Call

After talks between the three men hours earlier, Adriano decided to leave for Croatia that night. “You must be ready with all the risks, Sir,”, Pierre said calmly. He kept reminding his boss.

“Take it easy, Pierre. I have prepared the best scenario,” Adriano replied as he patted his loyal aide on the shoulder. Adriano then walks out of the study with Coco and Marco. His right hand slipped one of the handguns he chose behind the shirt, while his left hand carried a suitcase containing additional equipment such as bulletproof vests, belts, pistols and bullet reserves.

While Marco himself prefers to use his personal weapon, a revolver modeled after his father, Antonio.

“Kutitipkan this mansion to you, Pierre,” Adriano said before entering the vehicle that will take him and his two colleagues to Nice airport in France. Nearly half an hour into their journey safely, Adriano stopped in front of the hangar he had rented.

Several of his private crew members had stood up in welcome, as Adriano's private driver opened the door for Marco and Coco. “Welcome, Mr. D’Angelo. All your preparations and requests have been fulfilled completely,” reported one of the crew.

“Good work. Thank you,” Adriano said as he climbed the stairs.

“Now it's almost eleven o'clock, Amico. Soon Mia will be calling,” whispered Coco who was behind Adriano.

“Yes, I know that,” Adriano replied casually. In his heart was already uncertain. For the beautiful man, facing Mia's anger turned out to be much more stressful than facing dozens of gun muzzles.

As expected, the time on Adriano's expensive watch showed eleven o'clock less than a minute when Mia contacted him. The beautiful woman chose to make a video call. Luckily Adriano was already on the bed in the cabin, having previously ordered the pilot not to take off until Mia had finished contacting him.

“How long ago, Adriano? Are you hiding something?” search Mia. His pouty face looked so adorable in Adriano's eyes.

“You see for yourself, I was relaxing in a hotel room, Mia,” replied Adriano grimacing little, revealing his calm attitude so that the wife does not suspect.

“What is Ricci and Marco? Why are you in one room?” search Mia when she sees Coco and Marco near her husband. The two men were also seen busy contacting their respective partners using their phones.

“We're just talking about something, honey. Why haven't you slept? Go to sleep, because tomorrow is a very busy day for you,” Adriano said.

“I just want to make sure that you don't do anything,” said Mia full of emphasis.

“How dare I fuck with you, darling?” reply Adriano was widened to look dimples that make it more charming. “What Bella has slept?” tanyanya.

“Yes, he fell asleep in Uncle Damiano's room. Just a few hours you stay, he has whined to pick you up,” complained Mia.

Again, Adriano laughed. “Tell Bella to be patient, darling. I'll be home as soon as possible,” said the blue-eyed man slowly.

“Alright then. You go to sleep, honey. I'll call back tomorrow morning,” concluded Mia before ending her video call.

“Gawat, did he say he would call again tomorrow morning?” marco said after closing his conversation with Daniella on the phone.

“E'facile (easy),” Adriano replied while getting up and out of the bedroom. “We think about everything later. What is clear, we must rest enough, so that stamina remains excellent. Five hours from now we will arrive at Vukovar.” Adriano glanced at Coco who was seriously discussing something with a woman. But, in reality, Coco was not on the phone with her future wife.

It was Monique who contacted Coco all of a sudden. The woman forbade the curly-haired man to speak a word. “Behemlah once if you want to answer ‘iya', and twice for the word ‘not’. Wait at a twenty-four-hour restaurant, located about two kilometers north of the airport entrance,” he said giving a message to Coco.

Coco cleared her throat once as a sign of understanding. “Alright, I heard it,” Monique said again. “Thank you for accepting my invitation to finish off Nenad, Ricci. I am so grateful to have met you. I can't stand being around that jerk,”.

Coco cleared her throat again, then ended the phone as Adriano walked past her.

The blue-eyed man stepped towards the cockpit and ordered the pilot to take off. He then chose to sit on a soft chair by the window, then straightened the chair so that he could make the bed. Adriano tried to close his eyes there.

Adriano nodded, then restored his seat position as before and put on his seat belt and tightened it. Before long, Coco and Marco came out of the bedroom and sat opposite him.

“Now it's four in the morning. We'll wait for Mia's phone where?” marco asked as he tightened his seat belt.

“I've never been to Vukovar,” Coco chirps, “but, you guys don't worry. After the plane lands, I will turn on my phone and wait for news from Monique.”

“You exchanged numbers with him?” adriano asked as he scrunched his forehead.

“No, he saved my phone number,” replied Coco briefly, then looked away.

“Where does he know your number?” cecar Adriano is starting to suspect something.

“Come, Adriano. I don't know myself,” replied Coco without looking at Mia's husband.

“Did I miss something?” Marco was puzzled as he stared at Coco and Adriano in turn.

“Don't tell me you're taking me on this mission just to save Monique,” Adriano sizzled without regard to Marco's questions. His blue eyes highlighted sharply, as if he was about to skin Coco.

“Of course not, Amico! My ultimate goal is to finish off Nenad. He was the original cause of Matteo's death!” elak Coco with a high tone. “About Monique, it's just a side thing. If I take out Nenad, Monique will be free by herself."

“Do you intend to play crazy with another woman for the last time, before you tie a sacred promise to live on, Coco?” book of Marco .

“Are you crazy! I can't betray Francy! From the beginning I had intended to hunt down Nenad. However, Monique also asked me for help to free herself from the clutches of that man!” sahut Coco is upset.

“And I was joking, but you took it seriously. Hm, I'm getting suspicious,” Marco chirped. His intention to tempt his sister-in-law was forced to stop when the wheels of the plane had touched the runway of Zagreb airport.

“Come,” take Adriano a few moments later after the plane stopped perfectly at the landing location devoted to private aircraft, as well as other smaller aircraft. The private plane had also entered a special hangar that Adriano had rented shortly after deciding to leave for Croatia.

Some of the crew helped carry Adriano's suitcase containing war equipment. They stopped on the last rung of stairs outside the plane. In the hangar, waiting for a woman with a full body of tattoos is none other than Valerie.

“For a long time not meeting you, Moy brat,” the braided girl stretched out her arms and prepared to hug Adriano.

“Where are you going? You haven't been home in weeks at the mansion.” Adriano returned Valerie's embrace while patting her back softly. It was undeniable that he missed the foster sister who had never settled in one place in that long time.

“What do you bring? Give it all to me, or you won't be able to get past the metal detector post at the airport,” Valerie explained.

“Only a little.” Adriano grabbed the suitcase carried by the flight crew, then pulled the gun from behind his waist. He gave all those things to Valerie.

“Me too,” Coco handed her two handguns of choice to Valerie. Same with Marco.

“Then, how do you get out of the airport with that much gun in your hand?” marco asked Valerie.

“Croatia is like a second home to me. Don'worry. I really memorize the way of the rats and the underground lane to get out of this airport,” Valerie replied lightly. The tattooed girl then lowered the large backpack that had been stuck to her back. He put Adriano, Coco and Marco's pistols in there. He then tightly closed the backpack and placed it back on his back. Valerie carried the suitcase, then waved at everyone. “Contact me if you are already outside the airport area!” yells.