The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Farewell

Some time has passed. Gianna's gestational age has now reached five months. Countless of how happy Juan Pablo was, when he saw the wife's stomach that had been rounded and made Gianna look much more charming.

Juan Pablo spent a long time in Italy. He had to accompany his wife in undergoing the period of young pregnancy that Gianna had managed to go through well. Emiliano has also visited him several times. The middle-aged man had accepted Ilario's death completely, and no longer blamed the son-in-law.

It was not too hot in the city of Brescia. Juan Pablo stared at the tomb with the name Roberto de Luca. He said nothing but stared at the black marble-coated tombstone. After putting a bunch of flowers there, Juan Pablo then turned to another headstone by the name of Matteo de Luca. The man who is his half-sister.

"I'm coming, Brother. I visited you again after a long time. I used to come here with a hidden identity. No one knows that I'm the Jungle Eagle, the one who took your life." Juan Pablo continued to stare at the gravestone with that luxurious granite layer from behind the sunglasses he was wearing.

"You think I don't get sick when I have to point the muzzle at you. As the bullet shot through your heart, I felt like I had lost my left hand. However, my mother's tears are far more precious than the life of an honorable de Luca." Cold and flat, said Juan Pablo at the time. He must not regret every action he has done, because all there is a cause and a consequence.

"Rest in peace. At least, now the world has known who the Jungle Eagle is. I am not a child without a father, despite the fact that I have never felt what Roberto de Luca's palm was like on the surface of my body. It's okay, Matteo. I don't have to envy you. It's all paid off." Juan Pablo looked back. Inside his favorite black sedan, sits sweet Gianna who has been waiting since.

Juan Pablo immediately turned around. He stepped gallantly towards his parked vehicle. "Sorry to wait a long time" he said after sitting behind the wheel.

"It's okay. I also made you wait at my mother's grave" Gianna replied with a gentle smile. She looks very pretty with her well-groomed hairdo. Gianna looks a lot more mature.

"That's why I love you so much, Bice" said Juan Pablo, who drove to Casa de Luca. The intention of the honey-eyed man is to say goodbye to Damiano.

However, upon arriving at the plantation home Juan Pablo had to willingly get out of his car, when the first gatekeeper did not give him permission to enter. They refused his arrival firmly.

"I'm here to meet Damiano Baresi" the Latin American said with a sharp look at the first gatekeeper.

"can't. We have been mandated not to allow anyone to enter the Casa de Luca area. Especially for you Jungle Eagle," said the guard without daring to come out of his thick glass-lined post. He also did not have more courage, if he had to face directly with the former assassin.

"I did not come by the name of the Jungle Eagle!" Juan Pablo clenched his hands to contain anger, because the guard was considered to have wasted a lot of time. "I came here only to meet Damiano Baresi" the man said.

"Even if I let you in, I'm sure the second gatekeeper won't do the same. Never mind, you better go back." The guard then closed the small window that had been opened while talking to Juan Pablo. He also didn't want to take any chances. Being inside the post covered in bulletproof glass was the best decision for the man.

Juan Pablo was fixated for a moment. While Gianna who had witnessed the scene from the car, immediately came out. "Is there a problem, honey?" tanyanya's worried.

The dark-haired man immediately looked over. He then gave a small smile to his beloved wife. "It's okay. Wait a minute," he said as he reached into the pocket of the inner blazer. Juan Pablo seemed to be picking up the phone from there. He immediately contacted someone. While Gianna was just glued to attention while holding the car door open.

Not long after, the guard again raised the small window that had been closed. In the end, he allowed Juan Pablo to enter. Without a word of thanks or other pleasantries, the handsome man who was also the son of Roberto de Luca rushed back into the vehicle. Moreover, at that time the sturdy gate that became the protector of Casa de Luca had opened.

Juan Pablo drove his vehicle at low speed until he arrived at the second gate that was opened for him. He can also enter the courtyard area of the building that holds a lot of grief stories, from the story of Matteo with Mia who has long been buried.

"How are you, Juanito?" hello Damiano. He's waiting on the porch. The man immediately welcomed the presence of Roberto's first son, despite not being registered as a legally recognized child.

"Hi, Gia. Your father told me a lot. He looks so happy every time he talks about you. He was so happy that he was going to be a grandfather." Damiano also warmly welcomed Gianna. The old man kissed the youngest daughter of Emiliano Moriarty.

"Did my father come here today?" gianna asked Damiano back with a heartfelt warm smile.

"He was here. However, after all the work was done, your father decided to go home immediately. I heard Agustine is getting married." Damiano spoke while allowing the husband and wife to follow him in.

"Yes as far as I am. I'm so

happy to hear the news At least, I hope someone will help take care of them both" Gianna said in response.

"That's right, let alone us going, too" said Juan Pablo who immediately stunned Damiano and turned to him.

"You're going, son? Where to?" ask the old man. He turned his body completely, facing the couple.

"We have taken care of all the documents for the application of residence permit in America. That's why me and Bice came here. We both want to say goodbye to you" Juan Pablo said. The man seemed to have no other expression in him.

Damiano did not immediately respond. The foster father of the late Matteo initially looked so sad. No matter how much crime Juan Pablo had committed, but he always remembered the little Juanito who used to cry in the house because of a strong rejection from his own grandfather.

"So, you're also gonna stay away from me, son?" Damiano's voice rang out as he said it.

"That's been our decision, Damiano. I don't think there's any better option than to stay away from Italy. It's a beautiful country, but I don't like it. You know that this is where my mother's pride is not considered at all" Juan Pablo said flatly. He then turned to Gianna who immediately grasped her fingers tightly as a gesture. The man in a blazer suit and jeans also understood very well what his wife did.

"That's it. I'm not here to re-discuss those bad memories. I just want to say goodbye to you. After all, you're like a father to me." Juan Pablo's flat streak gradually faded. His eyes now looked more shady and calm.

"I will miss you guys so much. Are you going to visit here occasionally?" ask Damiano expectantly.

"That's it" replied Juan Pablo briefly.

"Don't do it, son. If you've looked at me like your own father, then keep looking at this old man. However, I will always pray that you and your little family will always be given salvation and happiness wherever you are. Live in tranquility. From now on, keep yourself away from any intrigue that triggers bloodshed. Live your days in peace. Make this short time as a bridge that will lead us to happiness in the future" Damiano said.

"I admire you so much, Damiano." Without hesitation, Juan Pablo immediately hugged the old man before him.

"What are you doing here?" Coco's stern voice made Juan Pablo immediately release his embrace from Damiano.