The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Knitting Jumpsuit

After a heart-breaking conversation with his son, who was hospitalized, Emiliano decided to go home. However, he stopped his steps as he passed through Juan Pablo's room. From the small-sized glass attached to the door of the treatment room, the middle-aged man could look inside. Juan Pablo was lying alone staring out the window.

Back rang sobs Gianna, when asked him to accompany the man from Mexico who has now become his daughter-in-law. It is only natural that his daughter said so, because there was no one in the room but Juan Pablo himself.

The two sides of Emiliano's heart fought, trying to defeat each other. However, in the end he preferred to go from there with a great calamity. That feeling remained even until he came face to face with Claudia, who in a few days had not gotten out of bed.

"How's your son doing?" his question remains cynical, even though he is in a bad condition.

"Adriano has improved. So too is the situation with Juan Pablo. He is waiting to be transferred to the hospital in Rome to be closer to Gianna" Emiliano said. However, he was not a great actor and good at theatrics. The look on the faces of the four-child man from two different women looked so grim. His body language was restless, indicating discomfort that made him look riled up.

"What's wrong? What other surprises do you want to tell me apart from Gianna's silent marriage and pregnancy?" Claudia, who knows Emiliano well, can feel something is wrong with her husband.

However, Emiliano did not immediately answer. It was too much for her to tell what had happened to Ilario, to the wife who in reality had so much to worry about the figure of their first son. However, it was also not true that he continued to cover up the truth.

Emiliano dehem several times to slightly reduce the anger in the heart. A moment later, the man grabbed Claudia's hand and held her tightly. "I want to talk about something about Ilario" said the man. Sooner or later, Claudia does have to figure out Ilario's true condition.

The sour face of the woman who had faithfully accompanied Emiliano was instantly changed. The cheerful hue expectantly looked clear there. She also clasped her husband's hand much tighter. "The illusion? My son?" Claudia's eyes seemed so bright when she mentioned the name of the beloved child. "Where is he? How's he doing now? Is she okay? I want to meet him." Claudia continued to lean on Emiliano with a series of questions that made the middle-aged man become excited.

"Calm down, Claudia. Come on, have a drink." Emiliano took off his hand, then took the glass filled with puth water on the table. After that, the glass was presented to Claudia, hoping that the woman could be much calmer even though Emiliano was not sure what would happen next. He only watched the mother of three who was gulping down her drink with an overwhelming feeling of bitterness.

Claudia had been with him for a long time. The woman did not make the decision to leave when she was older. A painful betrayal that turns out to be so impregnable to this day, and makes Claudia turn into an unpleasant figure at all.

Yeah, mistake. Everyone does it without exception. He follows wherever man goes, accompanying every step though trying to be avoided. However, it sometimes comes at unexpected times, although it will eventually give birth to a valuable lesson.

Claudia kept the glass back on the table. Now, the woman requested that Emiliano immediately tell her about the whereabouts of Ilario. "Say where is my son?" request slowly. Unusually Claudia said in a soft-sounding voice.

"Ilario .. he ...." Emiliano still finds it difficult to reveal the truth.

"Why him?" claudia urged who was impatient to hear the explanation from the husband. "Can't it be complicated?"

"Yes but .. I ...."

"Tell me," insisted Claudia again.

"Claudia, I .. This is so ...."

"Tell me, Emiliano! What happened to my son Ilario? Why do you have to make me feel so agitated like this?" Claudia who was sick seemed very upset because of her husband's long-winded attitude. "From then on until now, you've always acted like a coward!" maki the woman made Emiliano uncomfortable.

"It's not like that. You can't understand how hard it is for me to tell you that ...."

"That's what?" claudia began to lose her patience.

"That Ilario is dead! He was wiped out by the mafia because of his own actions" replied Emiliano standing up. However, the man immediately stopped his words, especially because he saw a change in expression on his wife's face.

The woman froze, as if she had no intention of responding to their conversation. "Claudia .. I ...."

"Get out." Flat tone Claudia spoke at that time with a blank look glared at the wall of the room. "Leave me alone" he asked, without the slightest expression.

"Claudia, please .. this .. is already the destiny that Ilario must accept. She ...." Emiliano was unable to continue his words, especially as Claudia looked away from him.

Inevitably, Emiliano also obeyed. However, before actually coming out of the room, he turned his head back and stared for a moment at the wife who was still fixated on the bed.

"I'll be here again to bring you lunch" he said sincerely, though he knew that Claudia would not respond. Emiliano passed from there.

Claudia is alone in the room. Tears began to fall slowly. Soon, the droplets became increasingly heavy, accompanying the pain of his heart over the news that had been delivered by Emiliano. "Ilario .. my son ...." Claudia's isakan sounded so heartbreaking, that her body was shaken slowly. In his shadow at that time appeared the face of the child who was very much missed.

Why does Claudia love Ilario so much when compared to the others? It all comes back to Emiliano. Little Ilario was someone who always accompanied him crying, when Emiliano often went away from home on the grounds that they were married not on the basis of love. Little Ilario who always said that she would be the mother's protector, hugged Claudia tightly and sometimes cried with her. All the memories that felt so annoying, but presented a special pride for Claudia towards the child.

"Ilario .. my son ...." Claudia started to wail. He continued to cry, pouring all the pain through the tears that flowed more and more. A moment later, the woman got out of bed. He slowly walked towards the door and locked it. Weak, Claudia walked over to the closet. He pulled out a few pieces of clothing to the floor.

Claudia had just stopped rummaging through the contents of her closet, when she found something. Is a gray knit jumpsuit with three buttons on the shoulder. She knitted her own clothes with her hands, when Ilario was born.

Claudia's tears are getting worse. His crying sounded louder. He held her tightly in that tiny shirt for a while. "Navio ...." Since then, only that name came out of Claudia's lips. A great regret from a situation he could not possibly return. If it were to end like this, he would never have told Ilario to go and run away when the strangers were looking for the child. As much as possible, he will hide his eldest son.

Claudia kept crying. Not released the knitting jumpsuit earlier from in the deck. The woman even kissed Ilario's childhood memory shirt a few times. After all, her heart as a mother was hurting.

A moment later, Claudia, who had been sitting on the floor, moved to the window. Still imagined the last day when Ilario left the house accompanied by his gaze from the same place. Claudia did not move until her son's tall body was no longer visible from sight. At that time Ilario promised to always give news. However, in reality it was only bad news that Claudia had gotten.

After a while, there was a knock on the door. Claudia turned her head there, but the woman did not intend to open it.

"Claudia, open the door. I brought you lunch," exclaimed Emiliano from outside the room.

However, Claudia did not respond at all. The woman looked back outside. Far away near the gate of his house, he saw the tall figure standing up and smiling. "Ilario?" his sighs screeches. Claudia smiled faintly. While continuing to clutch the gray knit jumpsuit earlier, he stepped into the bathroom.

Prraaaaang.

Emiliano, who was still standing outside the room, immediately gasped. "Claudia!" he shouted with a much louder voice. He put down a tray filled with food, then banged on the door tightly. "Claudia, open the door!" the man panicked again. He was afraid something might happen in there.

Agustine, who heard his father screaming for his mother's name, immediately approached. "What's up, Padre?" tanyakanya.

"Claudia locked herself in the room. He won't let me in. However, I just heard the sound of something breaking. I'm afraid he's doing something that he doesn't want" said Emiliano, who looked worried.

Hearing the explanation from the father, Agustine took the initiative to break the door even though he was so troubled. Agustine has no power like Adriano. Although he tried many times to break down the door of the room, but he did not succeed. In the umpteenth experiment, then the man managed to do it.

The door to the room is open. Emiliano was surprised to see clothes splattered on the floor. He also did not see Claudia there.

"Padre!" peek Agustine from the bathroom.

Immediately, Emiliano went there. Instantly his body was transfixed when he saw the terrifying scene before his eyes. Claudia was lying in the bathtub with her neck slashed while holding the knit jumpsuit earlier. Fresh blood filled the bath.

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