The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Old Pendant

The helicopter carrying Adriano and his family flew through the skies over the city of Brescia. Miabella stood glued, until a gentle clap resuscitated the beautiful girl. Miabella also looked.

Carlo who had been standing a little behind, seemed to be smiling. "You want to come home to Monaco, Miss?" her tanya half teases Miabella.

"No, Carlo. Casa de Luca is my real home. I think that's why I wanted to leave. It's not that I don't love daddy zio, but it's a call for me to come back" Miabella said.

"Are you sad, Miss?" ask Carlo again.

Miabella did not answer immediately. His gaze glared far away, then turned to the handsome face of the personal bodyguard. "You can guess what makes me sad?" The girl asked back. He raised both of his well-formed and extremely beautiful eyebrows.

"Look, you'll be sad when your stomach is hungry .. That's what you said in England first," Carlo joked with laughter, especially when Miabella hit his arm in anxiety. While Coco who saw it just threw a long breath while clucking slowly.

"You are like lovers" Francesca said, glancing mischievously at Miabella.

While Miabella and Carlo just look at each other for a moment, then both laugh. "Where might I want to date Carlo. The scent of her perfume was very cheap," Miabella sneered as she stuck her tongue out at the man. With no guilt at all, the beautiful girl just passed from there. While Carlo only smiled faintly as he responded.

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This is the second morning for Carlo. Last night, Adriano's men had sent some of his clothes and personal belongings to the Casa de Luca.

After breakfast, Miabella follows Coco to the estate. The man had to introduce the beautiful girl first, at every corner of the fertile field with its verdant expanse of vine. Miabella must know in advance about the intricacies of plantations that have been hereditary since hundreds of years ago.

Coco also gave an explanation in detail. However, of course, it will not be enough one day to be able to clearly understand what Miabella must do with the land area of thousands of hectares.

"I'll be here until the weekend before moving to Rome. I hope you can understand what your duties have been during this period of time. I'm sure you'll get used to it later. However, if there is any difficulty, then do not hesitate to contact me," explained Coco sounding very serious.

"Are you going to come here right away, Uncle?" ask Miabella.

"Just boy. You think I'm a robot that doesn't get tired. Why would I take a five-hour trip just to teach you a simple lesson. Communication tools are now sophisticated. You didn't know that." Coco clucked in disbelief.

"God. I think you've become a lot more mature, Uncle. It turns out you're still the same" Miabella replied. "Don't worry, Uncle. I promise I won't trouble you. I can learn everything in passing. Learning through practice, it will be much better than too much theory" said the girl again while sharing a sweet smile.

"Oh, that sounds a lot better. That way, you won't have to trouble me, Miss de Luca" Coco said lightly.

Miabella was about to respond to Coco's words. However, he immediately abandoned the intention when he saw Carlo gallantly walking towards them.

"You're leaving, Carlo?" tanya Coco turned to the thirty-four-year-old man who was ready with a typical motorcycle suit.

"Yes, Sir. I'm going to Milan for a while" Carlo replied. A moment later, he looked at Miabella. "I won't be long, Miss. I hope you stay in Casa de Luca. Unless you want to see Benigno's face all the time" he said. While Miabella only snorted in annoyance.

"You don't have to worry. CCTV surveillance is much more observant now. After all, I think this beautiful girl is already deterred after the incident last night," said Coco as she glanced at Miabella who was not interested in responding to her remarks. The girl just passed by without any excuse at all.

"God. How can you stay close to him for so long?" Coco shook her head not understanding.

"Miss Miabella is a good girl. Actually he's a lot of fun, but .. More often it sucks." Carlo chuckled to himself at his words.

"I'm glad you're still normal" replied Coco, who laughed.

After coming from the plantation and having a short conversation with Coco, Carlo rushed to the motorbike he had parked in the front yard of Casa de Luca. He immediately rode on his fantastic precious iron horse. The big motor was earned by setting aside the income money he earned from Adriano.

"I'll come with you" Miabella said without asking the bodyguard's consent. He immediately put on a full face helmet and sat behind the man.

"Helm who are you wearing?" carlo asked, looking to the side.

"I borrowed it from Aunt Francy. He said that this is a historic helmet that has long been stored in a private museum" said Miabella.

Carlo did not respond anymore. He corrected the location of the glasses, then immediately drove his motor until passing the first and second gates Casa de Luca.

During the trip to the halfway house in the suburbs of Milan, Miabella looks very cheerful. He tightly wrapped his hands around Carlo's stomach, and sometimes disturbed the man's concentration in driving. However, Carlo still tries to focus even though Miabella is not infrequently fun at him. Carlo only avenged the mischievous behavior of his mistress, by banging his helmet slowly on the helmet that Miabella was wearing.

The sweet scene continued for about an hour drive from Brescia to Milan. However, all that they must have been done when the motorbike driven by Carlo has arrived at the halfway house yard that has undergone many changes. Since the last few years, the building has been renovated so that it looks much more beautiful and neat.

Carlo and Miabella got off the bike, then walked in. A large number of Carlo's former friends had already left the place and chosen their own path. However, Adriano always monitored whether they had lived a decent life with personal income or not, because most of the former children of the halfway house often came every time Adriano visited Italy. From there they told everything to the man who had done so much.

"Carl." Miranda, who was already at dusk, was so moved when she saw the existence of one of her foster children there.

"Mirishanda. How are you?" carlo immediately hugged the woman who was sitting on a wooden chair by the window of the room, while facing the garden.

"Geez, it's been a long time since you've been here. Though I would love to talk to you" Miranda said, cupping Carlo's handsome face.

"I'm sorry, Miranda. I'm very busy" Carlo said with a gentle smile. "Look who's coming with me." Carlo pointed at Miabella who was standing not far from them. The girl smiled.

Miranda watched the beautiful girl carefully. A moment later, the woman whose entire hair had turned white immediately smiled. "Is that Miss Miabella Conchetta?" ask Carlo.

"Yes, you're right. Your memory is still very sharp apparently," said Carlo still with a gentle smile that characterizes the beautiful man.

"She is a beautiful girl with beautiful eyes. I will always remember her delicate face. She looks a lot like Miss Florecita Mia." Miranda smiled at Miabella, then spread her arms to greet the girl.

Miabella who initially felt awkward, eventually approached and hugged Miranda for a moment. After that, he then stood next to Carlo.

"I'm glad you came here. Previously, if you did not come too, then I will leave the goods to Mr. D'Angelo," said Miranda slowly. Old age makes him unable to talk like he used to.

"What stuff, Miranda?" ask Carlo curiously.

"When you leave this halfway house, I immediately tidurnu place. From there I found a small package containing a necklace of platinum and also a folding knife. I don't know since when the package was there. However, I'm sure it's yours, because in the necklace pendant there's a photo of you when you were a baby. However, the name listed there is not the name of an Italian," said Miranda who then showed a look full of astonishment.

"Let's get the package I meant in drawer number two from the top" asked Miranda as she pointed to her bed.

Without having to be asked twice, Carlo immediately went there. He then opened the drawer mentioned by Miranda. Inside the drawer was a bundle of cloth tied to the top.

Carlo immediately picked it up and returned to nearby Miranda. He then opened the rope tied to the cloth. In the package, Carlo finds a knife with a necklace. Just like Miranda said.

First, Carlo examined a platinum necklace with a pendulum containing a photo of a baby on the right, and a name engraving on the left. "Karl Mikhailov," murmured Carlo while frowning.

"It's definitely not an Italian name" said Miabella, who has been silent since.

"You're right, Miss," Carlo replied. He then took out a folding knife with a red hilt and carved wolf head. One thing that surprised Carlo was the carving on the side of the handle of the knife.