The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Palloncinos

While Coco sat pensively alone in the room, when there was a knock on the door. However, he did not want to get out of his place. Coco didn't even turn on the room lights once. This attitude of course made Francesca who just entered feel so astonished. "Ricci, are you inside?" tanyanya while fingering the wall to find the switch.

After the lights were on, Francesca was stunned to see her future husband who was pensive on his own. "Ricci? Are you all right?" ask again.

Coco who had just been pensive, then turned her head. "Hi, Francy," she said flatly.

"What's wrong?" francesca asked again while sitting in front of the man who would be her future husband. As someone who has known Coco for a long time, of course, he has understood every change in attitude from the man. "Do you have a problem? I hope it's not because of the wedding that we'll soon direct."

"No. Of course it wasn't because of that" Coco replied refuting Francesca's thinking.

"Why then? You just got back from the party. Yesterday you sounded really excited when you spoke on the phone. Then, why when you come back to be lethargic like this? If you still want to be there and party as much, then ...."

"No, Francy. It has nothing to do with the party or our wedding plans. I ... I'm just tired. That's it," explains Coco. He did not give his eyes to the lover. The man preferred to lean his head, then look up at the ceiling while closed. He doesn't say anything anymore either.

While Francesca could only fall silent while watching the man she loved so much. On the one hand, he felt happy because Coco had returned, not making him feel anxious anymore. However, on the other hand only jslas he was not happy when he saw the attitude of his lover. "Maybe you want to be alone. All right, I won't bother you" said the hazel-eyed girl in the end. He intended to get out of the face of the curly-haired man.

However, before Francesca could pass from there, Coco first prevented her. "No, Francy. Don'tgo. Stay here and accompany me" he asked. Coco shuffled up near the girl she was about to marry in just a few days. He laid down his body and placed his head on the lap of the beautiful girl.

"What's the matter, Ricci? What makes you look so scared?" francesca asked again.

"Where do you know that I'm scared, Francy?" Coco asked back.

"You look worried, honey. Your face looks very agitated. This isn't you. You never did that. Tell me what's up?" francesca asked again with half an urgent.

Coco did not answer immediately. In his shadow again appeared the figure of Monique with a blood-soaked body. Before long, he also recalled the moment he threw that beautiful body into the ocean. "It turns out I'm not as tough as I thought, Francy. Maybe that's why I don't live and dabble in the mafia world directly" said the man began to express what he felt.

"I don't understand at all, Ricci. What happened in Monaco?" francesca asked again who was still pressing for Coco to be willing to be more open.

"No, Francy. Nothing happened" Coco argued. He refused to be honest with his girlfriend.

"Then, why are you suddenly acting like this. Your words sound very strange, Ricci. I don't understand it at all" Francesca said, still showing a worried look.

"Come, Francy. I .. I just want to take advantage of the rest of this life, the life God still gives me to do something better. I promise I won't waste it at all" raced Coco as she got up and sat facing Francesca. Hand held with a clothespin decorated with a ring that he once gave as a binding sign. Coco kissed the girl's hand deeply.

"We will get married and have many children. I will not complain for every life God has laid on me. We'll take care of them together, make them useful children and .. and .. I. From now on I will want to be someone much more religious," Coco's raving again makes Francesca even more clueless.

However, the girl did not seem to want to ask, let alone continue to urge her lover to talk. He grabbed Coco's body then hugged her tightly. "I'll always be around you, Ricci. You and I are going to do everything together. There are no more Francesca and Ricci, because the two names have united into us. The two of us, dear," Francesca stretched her arms, then cupped the handsome face of the man she loved so much. Not to forget, the girl gently kissed the man's lips with affection.

......................

The next day, Francesca was busy helping Mia prepare breakfast. He told her about the strange thing that happened to Coco.

"Ricci wants to be more religious?" mia's birthday reassures Francesca.

"Yes, Mia. I don't know if a bachelorette party turns out to be a positive influence for someone as well" Francesca said without looking. He was busy preparing a breakfast menu that would soon be served. After that, the girl had the appearance of taking him to the dining room.

"Good God, that's right! What kind of reason is that?" daniella's protest to Marco. They were heard cheering as they entered the dining room. "Enrica! Watch Tobia properly!" The second son's nanny is also the target of Daniella's annoyance. The middle-aged woman who was Tobia's nanny also nodded politely. He immediately carried the youngest son of the master.

"What the fuck? Falling while chasing a balloon!" daniella grumbled as she sat on one of the chairs at the dining table.

"What's up, Dani?" francesca asked in surprise.

"Yes. Why are you so upset this morning?" Mia chimed in.

"How could I not be upset. Just look at my husband's swollen legs. He had to return to Palermo for work. If so, how can I calmly allow her to go home by herself. While I have to stay here to help prepare for Francy's wedding," grumbled Daniella. While Marco does not seem to want to respond to the anger of the wife. He knows the character of Daniella who never wants to give up. Therefore, Marco preferred to be silent and let him take out everything until it was finished.

"God. So, when you came back last night .. Your leg was hurt?" mia asked turning her attention to Marco.

"It's just a small wound, Mia. For us men, a wound like this won't make ...."

"I'm sure you're having trouble walking normally!" sergeant Daniella is still in an irritated tone. "You know what makes me even more upset, Mia?" Daniella turned her attention to the sister who had just finished arranging the dining table. "Master Marco de Luca fell while chasing a red balloon" the mad woman quipped, making Mia and Francesca laugh at once. "Does that not sound silly to you two?"

"Oh, my God." Mia covered her mouth as she could not help but laugh.

"What's this?" ask Adriano who just appeared there along with Coco.

"Why would Marco get hurt like that, honey?" mia asked, though she wasn't sure if the husband would tell her the truth. Mia felt that the three of them must have worked together to still choose silence.

"Oh, that's because Marco is less careful. We're having a balloon race at the edge of the pool. He slipped and finally fell. Her legs sprained, then ...."

"Already, Adriano. Why don't you just tell Mia the truth. You're Marco too. Why do you have to lie to your wife" Coco sidelines who immediately make Adriano and Marco look at her, as well as Daniella, Mia, and Francesca. The three women were waiting for an actual explanation.

While Adriano and Marco, staring sharply full of signals to the bride-to-be.