The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Together

Miabella stood up while raising her head. His pair of beautiful eyes, fixed on a porcelain jar containing ashes from Damiano's body. Miabella used to come there every time she missed her grandfather.

How no. In the magnificent building with a land area of thousands of hectares, he only lived alone with Carlo the bodyguard who had also become a lover for him.

“Are you satisfied? One hour seventeen minutes twenty-three seconds, we are standing here,” asked Carlo half a whisper. He who was standing somewhat behind Miabella, just then advanced for a few steps.

Miabella muttered softly. The girl turned to the side, where there was the handsome face of the bodyguard who had stolen her heart. “Just stand an hour you've complained,” protest the girl.

Carlo smiled calmly. Her handsome parasite was right next to Miabella's face that held a tremendous pounding every time, hearing the heavy sighs of the beloved bodyguard. It always reminded Miabella, of the thrilling scene that took place over the grass of the plantation last night.

Something that made him feel embarrassed.

“The weather outside is very bright. What if we ride while walking around the plantation?” bargain Carlo.

“What is an invitation to date?” miabella replied as she turned back to face Carlo.

“Consider that,” said the thirty-four-year-old man with his trademark smile.

Miabella smiled gently. He then turned his body to the bodyguard. “Will you always be near me, Carlo?” tanyakanya.

“Why are you asking like that?” Carlo frowned. “I've been with you since you were five years old. At the moment we even ...” The tattooed man did not continue his words. He prefers to touch Miabella's lips gently. “I love you. You already know that,” he said shortly after he ended the friendly kiss.

“Promise me that you will never leave me,” pinta Miabella.

“The promise is only a word that can be denied, but the feeling in the heart will not be denied even if we try our hardest to get rid of it. You have been in my heart for a long time. That's the most important thing,” said Carlo as he stroked softly Miabella's cheek.

“Then, if one day you had to go ... what would you do?” ask Miabella. I don't know what the meaning of the question is.

Carlo did not answer immediately. The blue-eyed handsome man let out a deep breath, then flung it down slowly. Again, he showed off a sweet smile that was very charming. “If I had to leave your side, then I would have come back to find and get you back. That was Carlo's promise. Hold on to my words.”

“Good. I love it,” reply Miabella. The girl smiled. “So, can I still call you by the name of Carlo or Karl ... gosh ...” Miabella.

“Why?” Carlo was astonished. He touched the girl's chin, then raised it slowly. “What do you think?” ask again.

“You,” replied Miabella immediately. “I am very worried about you after yesterday's meeting with the foreign man,” said Miabella looked uneasy.

But the other thing is with Carlo. The man just looks so calm. He still had a big smile when responding to the attitude of Miabella who was very worried about him. “Don't think about it too much, because I try not to care too much about it. I don't know who or what they mean. Everything remains to be investigated much more clearly,” Carlo calmed Miabella down.

“I told you that we should go riding,” said Carlo again. He tried to keep looking ordinary, to deny all the feelings that stuck in the heart. Carlo immediately grabbed Miabella's wrist, then led her out. Their goal is the plantation.

Carlo continued walking without letting go of his grasp. However, when he was about to cross the living room, the man had to release his hand from the lover's wrist.

There, it looks like Marco is sitting full of authority with Romeo and Oxana. The leader of the Clan de Luca came a day earlier than he had scheduled.

“Uncle,” greet Miabella when Marco stands. The daughter of Matteo was walking towards Marco. While Carlo moved slightly backwards behind the young lady. “When Uncle comes?” ask the girl still in a standing position.

“I just arrived about a few minutes ago. I was going to be here tomorrow, but your aunt wanted me to pick up Romeo.” soon

“Ow. If Romeo returns to Palermo, then what about his girlfriend?” miabella chirps while turning to Romeo and Oxana in turn.

“I am not her lover,” refute the Russian girl immediately. Romeo did not comment. The twenty-year-old still sat quietly.

“We are discussing it,” Marco said as he returned to his seat. He turned his attention to Romeo and Oxana who were sitting at a distance almost close by. “I will help this girl to return to her country. Meanwhile, for the problems of his other friends I will think first of the most appropriate solution. Especially if they are still wearing necklaces with reconnaissance chips. I will not take risks, especially because they are targeting the Klan de Luca,” explained Marco with a face that looks very serious.

“Good then,” said Miabella responded. “I will see the condition of the plantation first with Carlo.” The beautiful girl turned to the bodyguard who immediately nodded at her.

“You won't be gone too long, right?” asked Romeo who had been silent since.

“What's the reason?” Miabella, who had walked up the stairs to the plantation hallway, was stunned again and turned her head. He stared fixedly at his cousin who put on a strange look. Miabella realizes that Romeo already knows the secret relationship between her and Carlo. The girl stood up as if to challenge the young man earlier. He folded both hands on his chest.

“Nothing. Dad said that we're going back to Palermo today. Right?” Romeo turned to Marco who nodded in agreement with what his son said.

“I'll just go around,” Miabella said later. He then turned his gaze to the beautiful man who was standing not far from him. “Come,” invite the beautiful girl. They both passed from there.

After the departure of Miabella and Carlo, Marco moved from his seat. “I will contact your mother first, to inform you that we will return today as well,” said the Klan de Luca chairman as he passed to another part of the Casa de Luca building.

Now there is only Romeo alone with Oxana. Without saying much, Marco's eldest son grabbed the blonde girl's wrist and led her towards the corridor.

At first, Oxana was surprised and was about to refuse. However, he had no choice but to comply. “What's up?” the girl asked as Romeo leaned her against the corridor wall.

“You're happy to be back in Russia?” romeo's question made Oxana link her neatly formed brows.

“Of course. I'm going to go back to see my mom. I have been waiting for this for a long time,” said Oxana with a strange look after seeing Romeo's unusual body language. “Do you have any problems?” tanyanya doubt.

Romeo did not answer immediately. He felt confused to express what was on his mind. However, not long after that young man was heard breathing deeply. He looked at Oxana fixedly.

“Romeo?” Oxana's voice sounded so soft, as she mentioned the name of the young man before her. However, Marco's eldest son did not immediately reply. He even brought his face closer so that there was no distance between himself and the blonde girl.

While Miabella, was busy riding a horse with Carlo. They drove each other's horses calmly around the estate. Although there is no conversation between the two lovebirds, but the eyes and smiles they throw at each other represent everything.

The spark of love is clearly visible, adorning the togetherness between Miabella and Carlo. At least they can enjoy and drink the sweetness of togetherness at that time. For a moment, Carlo ignored his still faint identity. He also no longer heeded Adriano's warnings. To her, expressing her deepest feelings to Miabella was something much more important.

Just as Coco and her family are gathering with joy in their new home. The city of Rome is a place that will bear witness, from the beginning of a new life for the friend of Matteo.

Enzo looks happy, although the house they live in today is not as grand and spacious as Casa de Luca. However, that brings them closer. While still living in Casa de Luca, the distance between his room with Neve and Lilla was quite far. While in the new place, Enzo did not have to bother if he had to wake his two younger sisters.

The atmosphere full of togetherness and familiarity is so felt in a comfortable and warm family room. Coco and Francesca sat on a large white sofa. Enzo, Neve, and Lilla were on a thick, matching fur carpet, right in front of their parents.

Occasionally, Coco throws jokes while enjoying the television broadcast. Her right hand was circular on Francesca's shoulder which still looked extremely beautiful and youthful. Not infrequently also the curly-haired man stole a kiss from his wife, when his children seriously pay attention to the television screen.

“I want time to stop, so we can stay like this forever,” Coco said with a small pinch on the waist.

“If time has stopped, then it means doomsday,” said Francesca while laughing amusedly.

“Whatever it is, which obviously I want to be like this forever,” re-coco again.

“Hm. You're mistaken, dear.” Francesca turned her attention completely to the husband. He touched Coco's chin with his well-kept clothespin, staring fixedly at the brown-eyed handsome face.

“I want time to go on, so we can continue to create beautiful moments like the present. With you and our children,” continued Francesca.

“I love you so much, Francy,” whispered Coco softly as she brought her lips closer to the wife's red lips.

“I am also very ...” Francesca had not yet finished her sentence, Enzo, Neve, and Lilla cried out loudly. They cut off the romantic conversation between the husband and wife.

“Groll!” the three boys shouted at the same time.