The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Mattina Calda's

The digital alarm goes off loud as the screen shows the number six. Adriano's left hand was stretched out to turn off the alarm button that had disturbed his deep sleep, while the man's right hand was still coiled on the wife's innocent body.

Mia looks so good. She was asleep with her head leaning against Adriano's chest, which was then engrossed in watching her beautiful face and looking so comfortable in her arms. Since the first night he married Mia, only this time the man watched the wife sleep so peacefully. Previously, Mia was always nervous and not infrequently delirious.

“Faro tutto per la old felicita (I'll do anything as long as you're happy),” whispered while peeping the top of Mia's head.

Adriano doesn't want to get off the table. He wished he could continue to hold Mia in such a state. However, a tight knock on the door required him to get up, and put his pants back on. For a moment, he glanced at Mia who remained at her position. Adriano then closed the blanket to the chin of the beautiful woman, before finally opening the door.

Looked Miabella with a pillow face while hugging her beloved doll. The little girl's hair looks tangled, but still adorable. “I had a bad dream, Daddy Zio,” those tiny lips curled up and started crying.

“Ah, Principessa. It's okay, it's just a dream. Come here,” Adriano immediately cradled and carried him to bed. “Please wait here for a moment, yes. I'll wash my face first,” he said then went into the bathroom.

While occasionally yawning, Miabella plays her doll. A while later, the little girl turned to Mia, then inched closer. Miabella plays on her long hair by twisting it with her index finger. “Mother, wake. Let's play,” take her in half a whisper.

However, Mia is still closed, so Miabella decides to open the blanket that covers the body of the mother.

Luckily, Adriano had finished cleaning up. He instantly prevented Miabella's nosy hands. Adriano doesn't want her little daughter to see Mia naked.

“Come, Bella. We breathe fresh air outside,” without cue, Adriano immediately raised the tiny body of Miabella up high until the little girl exclaimed with joy. With a flexible gesture, Adriano sat Miabella on the shoulder and walked out of the room.

The radiance of the sun was warm that morning, as warm as Adriano who now has a new spirit to live life. Everything was in his grasp now, just like when he grasped the supporting iron that ran between two tall poles. The man lifted his body up and down, as well as showing off the muscles of his arms and stomach that looked so sturdy.

On a bench not far from her, sat Miabella with a pair of beautifully glowing gray eyes. The smile of the little girl grew, when she saw the father doing an action that she thought was very extraordinary. However, Miabella's big smile faded, as a woman with a graceful and classy appearance came to them. The woman's face looked astonished to see the figure of the little girl near Adriano.

“Bianca, what's the matter so early in the morning?” an unpleasant-sounding welcome from Adriano.

However, instead of answering the blue-eyed man's question, Bianca instead noticed the figure of Miabella who looked at him with a dislike look. “Whose other son did you pick up, Adriano?” asked the black haired beauty lightly.

Adriano immediately lowered his body. He turned to Miabella, then moved on to Bianca. “She's my daughter. Her name is Miabella Conchetta,” Adriano replied with a calm smile that was spread on a handsome face decorated with sweaty circles on the forehead.

Bianca responded to Adriano's reply with a mocking laugh. He walked closer until he stood right in front of the well-built man. A little looked up, the French-Argentinian woman showed a naughty smile to Adriano. “You know how long it takes for your child to grow that big? Don't joke, honey,” the impression of disbelief is clear from the words Bianca said to him. “I only went to Buenos Aires for a few days. I don't know what has happened in Monaco,”. Look into his cynical eyes, now turned to Miabella who immediately hugged Adriano's thigh.

“This little girl is indeed my daughter,” insists Adriano again with a smile that still looks so calm. Her hand stroked the soft brown hair of Miabella. “Behold, that I was married some time ago to a woman from Italy ...” Adriano had not yet had time to continue his words, it appeared that Mia was walking towards them. Adriano's eyes suddenly changed when the beautiful woman of his heart was between him and Bianca. “Bianca, do you remember Mia? You guys met before at the opening of a resort in Greece. This is my wife,” look shady eyes full of love Adriano addressed to Mia.

Another case with Bianca's eyes that look so distrustful of Adriano's words. He watched Mia from toe to head with his cynical eyes without saying anything. The attitude that made Mia feel a little uncomfortable.

“Mia, introduce her is Bianca Alegra. Miss Alegra is a friend and business partner of mine. However, she is not very fluent in Italian,” Adriano introduced the beautiful woman with a classy appearance to Mia.

Instantly, a gentle smile developed on the beautiful face of the mother of Miabella. “Hai, Miss Alegra. Nice to meet you,” greet Mia friendly.

While Bianca can soon take control of her. The young lady smiled back, despite seeming so forced. “Hai, Mia. Congratulations on your marriage,” he said with eyes that did not look sincere. “Can I talk to your husband for a minute, Mia?”

Miabella shook her head immediately. He refused the mother's invitation. “No. I want to be here with daddy zio,” said the boy. Miabella hugged Adriano's thigh.

“Colah. I'll braid your two hairs with the ribbon we bought in America. Don't you want your hairdo to look like Sacagawea?” persuade Mia again still with her smile.

“Submit your mother, darling,” Adriano chimed. Back behind the long hair of the little girl, until Miabella finally complied. He removed his embrace from Adriano's thigh and approached the mother who immediately brought him in.

After the death of Mia and Miabella, Adriano chose to sit on a park bench. Bianca followed him. As usual, he sat down while crossing his legs clad in famous branded shoes in black. Bianca's gaze straightened to Mia who was getting away and now entered the mansion. “Hard to believe. How can you marry a widow who already has children? What's on your mind, Adriano?” the woman shook her head not understanding Adriano's decision to marry Mia.

“What's wrong?” Adriano still looks calm. “I don't think you came here this early to discuss my personal issues,”. Adriano is indeed a typical person who really maintains privacy. For the man, family problems, love, and feelings are something that should not be over-heralded. “Is there anything important?” adriano asked because Bianca was silent at the time.

“Yes, but maybe not too important,” says Bianca rather flat. “I heard you were going to work with Don Vargas. Is that true?” her tanyanya then glanced at the handsome man next to her. While Adriano at that time just finished wearing his plain white shirt back.

“Do you know him too?” instead of answering Bianca's question, Adriano asked.

Bianca gave a crisp laugh as she pulled over the hair covering her forehead. “Who does not know a Matias Vargas de la Cruz. He is the ruler of America. Latin America is already within his grasp. Long ago, he was a business associate of my late father. We have met several times in cooperation projects. He's a very unique man, a bright” woman with a posture almost similar to Daniella's.

“I only knew him a while ago. It was also because of Redomir who urged me to join in the banquet that Vargas held. However, he immediately offered me to join him in the project of building an international casino,” Adriano said.

“Where?” ask Bianca again. The gray-eyed woman again raised her gaze to Adriano who looked handsome, despite sweating.

“England,” replied the blue-eyed man glaring. “I've accepted his offer. This afternoon we will have a meeting,” Adriano takes a short breath. “There's so much I have to finish,” lamented. “Do you want breakfast here?” tawar Adriano's.

“I don't think so. I just happened to stop by. Anyway, you must be busy,” Bianca's facial features look different. “One more time, congratulations on your wedding. Hopefully Mia can be a good partner for you,” he said later. The woman with the emerald green blazer stood up, followed by Adriano. The two of them walked together into the mansion while continuing to talk lightly. “The decision is right because you accepted to work with Don Vargas. He has extensive networks in the Americas and Asia. But he seems to be new to Europe. I don't know what he was looking for in the Blue Continent,” Bianca ended her words with a crisp laugh.

“Of course a big advantage,” said Adriano joined in laughing slowly. However, her laughter stopped as Miabella who had taken a bath and changed clothes came to him.

“Very beautiful, Principessa,” Adriano again carried Miabella and kissed the puffed cheek many times. This did not go unnoticed by Bianca. The beautiful woman seemed to be recording in detail every single thing she saw before her eyes.

“Looks like you love this kid so much,” Bianca said rather indifferently.

“Of course. I've been in love since I first saw her,” Adriano's eyes glared, imagining the moment she visited Mia in the hospital when the woman was just giving birth. Adriano also felt the same happiness as Matteo, looking at the face of Miabella who was only a few days old.

“Yes, what a pity. If you have decided to work with Vargas, then you should be ready to leave your little family for a long time,” Bianca said with a strange-looking smile.

“Why is that?” Adriano turned to Bianca and frowned.

“Don Vargas is the type of person who enjoys keeping an eye on everything and plunging directly into the project site. He doesn't want to be represented. It can also be ascertained that he will force his business relations to do the same,” explained Bianca smiling with satisfaction.