The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
The End of Jacob

After three days had passed, Adriano had completely fulfilled her promise to Miabella. A fancy party in the back garden of Casa de Luca can also be done. Party with festive decorations decorated by beautiful and funny balloons, and dominated by bright colors.

All the decorations and trinkets were assembled in such a way, attached to an artificial building in the form of a colorful castle. The large object was used as a small stage background, as a place for birthday cakes as high as five levels according to the age of Miabella. Cake with a unicorn topping, which is a horse with a pink horn.

Damiano also looks repeatedly rubbed his tears because he felt touched. The old man did not expect at all, that Adriano would be very privileged daughter of the late Matteo. Adriano acted as if Miabella was his own flesh and blood.

Next to Damiano, stood Coco who looked tired. How not? He was busy doing all the preparations, until Miabella's lavish party could take place as it is now. While Francesca herself did not really care about the husband at that time, because she was busy welcoming her former model friends who turned out to be invited.

Coco let it go, even though she knew the main reason friends like her wife came there was Adriano. The beautiful young girls earlier, very idolizing her sister-in-law who somehow still looks so charming. Though at that time Adriano's face was still decorated with small plaster that covered the blisters in some parts.

In addition to inviting the sons of acquaintances Adriano and Mia, the beautiful man also invited all the children of the orphanage under his auspices. Seen from a distance, Miranda the caretaker came with dozens of children from the age range of toddlers to teenagers. Everything looks so happy and amused. Moreover, that day was the first time they had entered a luxurious and exclusive building like the Casa de Luca.

“Mr Adriano, thank you for inviting us. You even rented a few vehicles to bring us here,” Miranda said sincerely while hugging the husband of the Mia.

After that, one by one the orphanage children greeted and thanked Adriano and Mia in turn. From the smallest to the adult.

“There is no man as good as you, Sir. I'll make you and your family always happy,” said Miranda full haru.

“Thank you very much. Your prayer is very useful to me. Look at this,” Adriano took out a cross-robed necklace from behind her white shirt. That necklace was Miranda's gift first. “This necklace has always protected me,” he said with a charming smile.

“I am very happy if my gift can be useful to you, Sir,” Miranda said with teary eyes. He then turns to the faithful Mia standing beside Adriano. “Mistress, why do you always look prettier every time we meet?” miranda Cape.

“Don't overdo it, Miranda.” Mia replied to Miranda's warm attitude with a tight hug. “Consider this party,”.

“Oh, yes, I almost forgot,” Miranda said later. The woman turned and looked around. The foster children had already spread to every corner of the party location. “Carlo!” call him when the figure he's looking for doesn't find.

A moment later, a teenager who seemed to be bowing towards Miabella, immediately stood up straight and approached Miranda. Miabella is playing with Romeo and Tobiah. Every now and then, the pretty toddler of the party owner greeted the orphanage children who came over.

“I'm coming, Aunty,” says Carlo. His face looks so bright and cheerful. “Master, I'm glad to finally meet you again. Lately you become very rarely visit the orphanage,” said the teenager named Carlo familiarly. He was not at all seen with Adriano. His body language even showed that the teenager looked strong and full of confidence.

“You know that I'm very busy, Carlo. How are you?” adriano asked as he patted the teenager's arm.

“Not good, Sir. I'm upset,” Carlo replied with a funny mimic.

“Alright, I'll leave you two chatting. Come, Miranda.” Mia invites the middle-aged woman to enjoy the banquet, leaving Adriano who seems interested in observing Carlo's behavior.

“What makes you upset?” ask Adriano again.

“As you know, I am now seventeen years old. I'm too old to live in an orphanage, sir. I want to work so as not to be a burden,” replied Carlo.

“Have you finished your school?” Adriano raised one eyebrow while putting both hands into his pants pocket.

“I graduated school two months ago. However, I do not have the cost to continue to college,” said Carlo hesitated.

“No, it's not so. It would be unfair if I used that money for my tuition. There are so many children in the home who still need it far more than me. So I decided to go out and just work. Maybe you have the right job for me. I want to just work, Sir,” Carlo said expectantly.

“Hm." Adriano rubbed his chin while thinking. “To be honest, I like your attitude and posture. Do you want to work for me?” bargained for.

“By pleasure, Sir! I can do anything! I understand a little woodworking. I can fix the plumbing. I can also tidy up the garden and garden,” said Carlo enthusiastically.

“It can be set. I can train you for other things far greater than the things you mentioned earlier. Later, after returning from this place, get your things and come here. The day after tomorrow, I'll take you to Monaco. You will start your internship there,” said Adriano smiled broadly while patting Carlo's shoulders a little tight.

“Now, do your first task. I need your shoulder to help me walk.” Without waiting for Carlo's approval, Adriano wrapped his hands on the handsome teenager's shoulders and limped towards the table.

“You can even use my body to be your footing, Sir,” said Carlo half-jokingly, leaving Adriano wide-eyed. “I'm serious, Sir. That's how much I owe you,”.

“You don't need to feel indebted or anything to me. It has become an obligation for me to be able to help people in need, ” Adriano said calmly, making Carlo smile widely.

However, it turned out that not only Carlo was amazed by the aura and charm of the blue-eyed man. Francesca's friends who had been watching Adriano's figure as if not blinking, when watching the husband of Mia who was now busy chatting while enjoying the snacks presented.

“Featured eyes, Ladies,” reprimand Coco. “If until Mia catches you stealing eyes on her husband. If Mia finds out about it, then I'm not sure you can get out of this place safe. Take note of my words, Mia can shoot from a distance of five hundred meters. My best friend used to train her well" Coco said scaringly. The man smirked, then passed from before the girls just like that.

After a few steps away from the girls earlier, Coco laughed amusedly. He then intends to find Francesca who is not visible anywhere. Since he was legally the husband of the hazel-eyed woman, Coco seemed unable to separate for a long time with her wife.

Coco was about to resume her search when she realized she was standing under the balcony of Matteo's room. He looked up and looked up at the room earlier. The curly-haired handsome man smiled faintly, then shook his head slowly.

Meanwhile, under the same sky, in a corner of Rome, a man was returning a room key to a small innkeeper. The man who walked limps while holding the cane. He thanked her, then walked towards the exit. Just as the man was about to open the door, he felt his shoulder being held by someone. The man immediately turned around and looked in astonishment. “Do I know you?” tanyakanya.

“You may not know me, but I know you very well,” replied someone who still put his hand on the man's shoulder.

“That's impossible,” denied the limping man earlier.

“What is impossible for a detective like me, Mr Jacob Karlsberg, owner of the Killer X organization? You're the organiser of the Hand of Satan? Oh yeah, another one, my father's killer,” said someone who is none other than detective Ignazio Ranieri.

“I think you got the wrong person,” argue the guy who turned out to be Jacob.

“I've never been wrong, Sir. I've bagged all the information about you.” Detective Ignazio laughed. Casually, he took out the handcuffs and tied Jacob's hands together. “Don't think of escaping from this place, sir, because the innkeeper was also one of my members.”

Hearing the words of detective Ignazio, Jacob suddenly turned to the innkeeper. The thick-bodied bald man who had just received the key from him immediately waved his hand and smiled towards him.

“You believe it now?” whispered the detective.

“You don't have any proof.” Jacob tried to avoid.

“Do you think?” Detective Ignazio squinted his eyes, then drew closer to Jacob. “We see what interpol response will be,” he continued accompanied by a satisfied smile.