The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
The Painting's

Mia immediately realized the mistake she had made. He wants to follow Adriano. Before leaving the room, Mia first put on a kimono. He decided to find Adriano. In a hurry the door of the room was opened. Half in confusion, Mia swept around the hallway with her gaze. But the husband was not seen there. “Adriano,” murmur witty. The woman was silent for a moment while biting her index finger nail.

Slowly, all the veils that enveloped his heart opened little by little. It is undeniable that Mia is in love with Adriano. The feeling arose so quickly that it could not completely erase Matteo's memories.

Mia finally decides to look for Adriano in the study, as that is the first place on her mind. The workspace on the lower floor of the mansion, is a favorite spot for Adriano. The woman walked slowly, holding her own body. A sudden sense of silence and coldness was present, making him strange and sad at the same time.

“Say, Theo. What am I supposed to do?” Mia started sobbing. “What should I do?” said again. The beautiful woman continued to repeat the question until she arrived at the entrance of the workroom of the husband.

“Adriano? Are you inside?” mia slowly. He waited long enough, but there was no answer from inside.

Mia did not want to give up, she put her thumb on the automatic lock plaque attached to the wall and located next to the door leaf. Many times he tried, but his access was denied.

“Adriano, listen to me. Please,” the whisper flowed. Mia kept talking, though she wasn't sure if Adriano could hear her words. “I'm sorry, Adriano. Please just. Please help me remove Matteo's shadow. Help me to escape this pain,” pinta Mia with a clear tone. Tears fell on the cheek of Adriano elus with the back of his hand.

Moments later, Mia laughs softly when she realizes that what she is doing is nothing. He thought Adriano would not be able to hear everything he said. But he doesn't want to move. Long enough, Mia stood at the door, until she finally gave up and turned around. Mia thought leaving Adriano in solitude to be calmer was the best option. The woman decided to head to Miabella's room and calm down.

Inside the study, Adriano could clearly hear every word that was spoken from Mia's lips. Above the entrance, he had installed a surveillance camera along with a microphone that worked to capture the slightest sound from the outside.

Adriano was drinking the first glass of expensive whisky. His hand played a small crystal glass and twirled it around on the table. Highlight his eyes empty, glare through the bottle of whisky Macallan, then smile faintly. “I also felt that pain, Mia,” he said slowly while sticking a crystal glass that still contained half of it on his forehead. A few minutes later, Adriano again downed the glass until it ran out.

Unsatisfied with just drinking one glass, he grabbed the bottle in front of him and started drinking it straight from there until it was left. After that, Adriano was silent for a moment. He then stood up and strode unsteadily towards the secret room while tightly gripping the empty whisky bottle.

Adriano turns on the switch in the secret room, which turns out to be a gallery filled with Mia's paintings in various poses. In a state of staggering, he approached a painting covered in cloth and just stooped on the floor. With a strong pull, Adriano opened the covering and threw it at random.

There was a painting of a little girl in a school uniform so sweet. His face looks cheerful with a wide smile. Adriano crouched down in front of the painting and rubbed the picture of the sweet face slowly. “I've found you, Mia. I've been waiting for a long time until that time comes. The moment where we meet back in a different situation,” the mess. “I fought on my own, from someone who originally had nothing to having everything for you. I present everything only to you!” adriano's tone was high. The bottle that had been grasped tightly, now he threw it as fast as he could against the wall. The glass broke, even the pieces were reflected and hit Adriano's cheek.

A speck of blood dripped from the tear of his skin.

Adriano wiped his blood, then turned to leave the gallery. Now he walked towards the giant wooden shelf attached to the other side of the wall of his study. He took another bottle of booze. Adriano intended to finish the intoxicating drink until he felt satisfied and forgot about the incident.

Meanwhile, Mia was still inside Miabella's room. He could not close his eyes, even though he had been forced many times. The feeling of sadness and guilt so gnawed at his heart. He almost gave himself up voluntarily to Adriano. Either he should feel relieved or sinful when he fails to do so. Mia doesn't understand what she's been feeling since she lost Matteo. Everything feels so bland. All this time, Mia felt lost and did not know the direction of the goal.

In that silence, Mia recalled the words of Francesca and Daniella.

“You've lost Theo, Mia. Don't let you lose Adriano too.”

Those two words kept ringing in his ears.

In the daydream, Mia involuntarily muttered and continued to rumble, “Theo, do I have to follow you and leave this world so that I no longer feel pain and torment? Adriano, are you going to leave me too? Do you guys love me? What is love?”

Mia continued muttering until she was in a state between being aware and not.

Matteo was again present before him. The man's face looked very sad and suffering. “Theo?” call Mia. Her hands stretched out to embrace the shadow of her late husband. However, Matteo's figure shook his head and retreated slowly.

“Let me rest in peace, Cara Mia. I can't calm down if I keep seeing you suffer, because it's too hard to let me go. Love is letting go, my dear. When you feel ready to love, then you must also be prepared to lose. Keep moving forward, be happy, because there has been nothing in the past. Don't shut up and just stare while looking back. Keep your past in the most beautiful place in your heart. Make your provision to continue to face this hard life, for the sake of Miabella, the fruit of our love. I will always live in every pulse and blood flowing in our daughter's body, Cara Mia. Remember that!” matteo said before disappearing like a white mist that fades in the morning. Mia jerks. He then sat down suddenly. Whether it was a dream or not, it clearly felt so real to him.

Along with the awakening of Mia, Adriano just opened the door of his study. The man staggered towards the room. His balance completely disappeared after he finished three bottles of whisky. However, with all his might Adriano walked over, sticking his palm on the wall of the hallway. A little more, then he would arrive at the room he occupied with Mia.

However, his steps had to stop when a beautiful girl suddenly stood before him. Adriano scrunched his forehead while squinting. His consciousness began to fade. “Mia?” call it with a slow laugh. “You're still trying to find me?” the railing is not funny.

“Not, Sir. It's me Olivia. I-I was about to take a drink to the kitchen,” Olivia stammered as she raised her one hand that held an empty plastic bottle.

“Ah, Olivia. Aren't you in Italy?” racau Adriano chuckles. He was completely dead and almost fell down. However, it was fortunate that Olivia quickly caught and held Adriano's sturdy body, albeit with great difficulty.

“Where do you want to go, sir? Let me drive,” said the girl while trying to uphold Adriano's body. He then grabbed the tall man who was now wrapping his hands around Olivia's shoulders.

“Take me to the room. Mia was waiting for me there. Ah, yes ... Mia´s. Do you think he's waiting for me right now?” adriano was raving again. Olivia did not answer. The girl recalled the conversation between Mia and her sisters that she had accidentally heard.

“What is my room?” ask Adriano.

“A little more, Sir,” replied Olivia who had managed to bring her to the doorstep of the room. Trouble, the girl opened it, then led Adriano in and closed the door again.

While Mia at that time was completely awake. He stood up and tidied up Miabella's blanket which was slightly blurred by her actions. The woman smiled gently looking at her daughter's face. He then moved out of there.

Mia's steps felt light this time. At least the dream had awakened him. Mia was no longer worried. He had set himself up to anchor his heart.

Mia's face beamed as she opened the door of the room she had been staying with Adriano. But that didn't last long. The smile that adorned her face had to fade, when she saw her husband drooping weakly on the bed with Olivia lying on his stomach on Adriano's body.