The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Carlo

“Nona, relax. You know for yourself that I can't go anywhere. I have to stay here. I ... ah!” Carlo complained quietly. He eventually became confused. The feeling of the handsome tattooed man became so unfounded, when he heard Miabella crying. He was not used to being away from that beautiful girl. His mind went awry after finding out that Miabella needed him.

“Wait, Miss. Don'worry. Wait a minute." Carlo just hung up his phone. He then switched to contacting Adriano.

Only with twice the dial tone, until the man he greatly respected answered the call from him.

“Pronto." Adriano's heavy voice sounded so authoritative.

“Master, I was about to ask permission,” Carlo said without much ado.

“What's up, Carlo? Is there anything important?” adriano asked a little.

“Allow me to meet Miss Miabella. Please just for a moment, sir,” pinta Carlo.

“You already know that it is impossible,” insists Adriano in a flat tone.

“Just a moment, sir. Please. After that, I will go straight back to Monaco. Provided you allow me to meet with Miss Miabella,” urges Carlo not to despair. "He .. he needs me" said the dark-haired man again with some hesitation. Carlo probably felt it was inappropriate to say that to Adriano.

“Then, are you going to leave the task I gave you to keep the mansion safe?” Adriano said in a dislike tone.

“I'll talk about this with Louis and Frans. Let them take my place for a moment. If there will be a mistake that both of them make during their duties, then I will bear all the consequences. I am ready to accept any punishment from you, sir,”, Carlo said without hesitation.

“Any punishment?” repeating Adriano.

“Whatever it is, sir. I'm ready,” replied Carlo steady.

For a moment, Adriano gave a meaningful smile before finally giving the decision to Carlo. “Good. Come here on condition that you should arrive back at the mansion before midnight!” emphatically.

“Good, sir. I can!” sahut Carlo is full of enthusiasm. He didn't even think twice. Immediately end the telephone connection, then rushed to pick up the favorite big motorbike and all the equipment.

It's not until half an hour, Carlo's ready. He took his big motorcycle through the inter-city highway that went straight to the Italian border, at high speed. About four hours away, Carlo arrived at the Casa de Luca gate.

The bodyguard in charge of guarding the gate, immediately opened the door for him. Not wanting to waste time, he returned to drive his motorbike until he arrived at the main building.

Carlo stopped the bike when he saw Miabella. The girl just returned from the farm. I don't know what he did there for hours.

“Nona!” he shouted while running closer. Miabella herself was so surprised by Carlo's arrival that she was completely unexpected.

Regardless of the surroundings, Miabella ran towards Carlo. He hugged the man tightly while shedding all the grief that had been held for days.

“You came too,” said the girl shriveled. Her tears dripped down the biker jacket Carlo was wearing.

“Gosh! Really it? Daddy zio is so outrageous!” murmur Miabella while breaking her embrace.

“Sst, don't talk like that, Miss. I'm so grateful that you've allowed me to come here and meet you,” comfort Carlo trying to appease Miabella. He only smiled calmly, as Miabella snorted in annoyance. As much as possible Carlo entertained the girl in various ways.

I don't know what Carlo said to Miabella, because soon the gray-eyed girl seemed to start to cheer up. Miabella smiled widely and seemed very enthusiastic listening to what Carlo had to say to her. All that sweet togetherness continued to go on while standing. So happy, Miabella even forgot to invite Carlo to enter.

However, without them realizing that there was someone watching them with the eyes of the eagle. It was Adriano who noticed their interaction from the second-floor balcony.

While smoking deeply, Adriano watched Carlo who was so mature and gentle with Miabella. The girl who had been crying so much, had now returned cheerful. Carlo even dared to rub Miabella's cheek, then stroked the princess's head buds she continued feelingly, making Adriano take long breaths time and time again.

“Do you think about what I think, Amico?” asked Coco who was suddenly standing behind Adriano.

“I didn't think of anything,” Adriano said in a flat tone, as he continued to smoke his cigarettes.

“Hm, is that it?” Coco smelled her smile. He stood next to chairman Tigre Nero as he watched Carlo, who seemed to shake hands with Miabella before riding his big bike. “Where else is he going?” tanyanya.

“Carlo has to go home to Monaco,” replied Adriano lightly.

“Hah? Didn't he just come?” ask Coco again.

Adriano did not respond. He only smiled faintly, then turned around leaving Coco who was staring at him with a look of disbelief. "Are you crazy, Adriano!" reprimand Coco firmly.

Adriano, who had walked a few steps, was stunned. He then turned to Coco who was still looking at him with a strange look. "Carlo is no problem. Why do you have to protest?" said the blue-eyed man calmly. He intends to continue his steps. However, Coco's remark back left her stunned.

"It is fitting that Miabella is often acting at will, because you are like that too. It's not just Matteo's blood" Coco said. He could not imagine how tired Carlo had to go back and forth in such a short time.

"Already, Ricci. You're too old to keep scooping on other people. We better get ready for the cremation tomorrow." Adriano smoked his cigarette again, then turned around and continued. He paid no heed to her anymore even though Coco continued to protest her attitude towards Carlo.

While Miabella was just standing there, Carlo was back riding his big bike through the first gate. The longer, the figure of the thirty-four-year-old bodyguard became increasingly invisible. The sound of his exhaust roar was growing weaker and finally disappeared completely.

"You don't want to come in, Bella?" asked Adriano who immediately made the beautiful girl realize. Miabella immediately looked over. Adriano was walking over, then standing next to him.

"Don't you go too far, Daddy Zio?" ask Miabella limp. The joy that had appeared on her beautiful face, now faded with Carlo's departure from there.

"Are you going to stay here, or go back to Monaco?" Adriano did not respond to Miabella's question which is more properly referred to as subtle innuendo.

Miabella did not answer immediately. He knew where the father's question was going. The girl realized that not everything she wanted, she would get it. There are always expensive prices for everything special. Not infrequently, all of it was obtained with a huge sacrifice.

"I'll stay here to carry out Damiano's grandfather's mandate. I will take full responsibility for the estate of the former de Luca family. You take it easy, Daddy Zio. The bandage in your hair won't appear immediately because you think too much of me."