The Cruel Mafia Love Prison

The Cruel Mafia Love Prison
Grimaced so


The mouth that suddenly said and was able to say a beautiful word spontaneously made her realize what she had just said earlier.


Seeing Resya who looked cold suddenly his worry suddenly appeared. Then he stepped his foot towards Resya.


"She's sleeping all the time how she's going home do I have to take her?" ask him to himself.


"It's better that I put him in the room, than that he should disturb my concentration while doing this task." and without Resya realizing it Richard ended up carrying Resya's body and intended to move her to the bed of his own personal space.


And who would have thought it also turned out secretly Resya had been aware of what action this Husband did.


"Based on Husband sucks, on the other hand he said that he hated me very much, but on the other hand he even showed his caring nature like this to me. What's appropriate if it's called hate, isn't it?"


His words were only able to be uttered in his heart. But unfortunately not yet Richard to lay Resya's body on the bed. Richard finally realized that the woman he was bopong was just playing herself. Seeing Resya's smile that seemed to be playing with him without cue Richard immediately dropped Resya's body right on his bed.


Be ill. Yes it might be the right word to describe in a woman like Resya. Moreover, being dropped by her own husband is not her pain many times.


"Aw ...," replied Resya.


"What are you doing is you crazy," Resya snapped but Richard seemed to ignore him.


"Am I not crazy, but you? what do you mean pretending to be asleep like that is you deliberately want to get a hug from me so you pretend to play like that," Richard snapped back, Resya who heard it he seemed silent without a wiggle.


"Why are you quiet?"asked Richard sarcastically.


"Yes, I said that I was just pretending that it was wrong. At least I pretended to my own husband. And yuuu? don't you remember who I am at all? don't you remember our memories from long ago, don't you remember any of them?"


"Enough. What nonsense is it until you intend to have me until you insist. And try to prove the words you just said.


"alright. All right if you're never with what I'm saying.


Slowly Resya clasped Richard's hand and brought the hand closer so that it would touch his face.


"I'm tired of proving everything to be the same. And if you still don't believe me at least right now you can feel what I'm feeling right now, my heartbeat is beating pretty fast. And these tears do you have the heart to see me every day shed these tears just to prove it to you. Feel and understand if you feel pain if you see me crying like this?"


Turning his gaze away from Resya was as if he could not bear the constant tears flowing from both corners, he said. It felt crowded but I don't know what feeling it was.


"What a feeling this is why I saw him cry my heart felt tight. And I want to wipe those tears. Is it true what she's been saying all along if she's my wife?"richard's mind seemed silent which eventually he turned his eyes away.


"Richard why are you turning your eyes away from me?" did you feel what I said?"resya asked, but no response from the man in front of her.


Staring very seriously at the face of someone who was in front of him at this time, spontaneously in Richard's memory immediately appeared the shadow of a woman who passed so quickly. Until he is unable to reach the shadow of what continues to circle in his mind at this time.


"My head, why does my head hurt so much like this. Ah ..awww sick, ahh sick ..ah...."


That shout finally appeared in Richard's mouth because he could not stand the pain he was suffering at this time.


Kneeling along with both hands that clasped his head very hard. And along with the look of Richard's face that looks reddened, sweat that comes out pouring out makes Resya who sees it followed by anxiety that haunts him at this time.


Seeing and hearing her Husband who suddenly grimaced in pain by pressing hard on the part of his head he who saw it became very panicked.


Trying to calm him but the pain experienced by Richard was no longer able to bear with the end he finally fell directly on the bed earlier.


"Richard get up, Richard wake up. Please don't worry me like this. Richard wake up, I beg you to wake up forgive me ..forgive me ...,"


Lamenting the fate of Richard who was still lying limp on the bed in an unconscious position. Resya's tears were unceasingly dripping until the man beside her finally spoke up.


"Mrs what really happened to Mister. And why did he get to be like this. Does he remember anything about the mistress?"ask the man who is none other than Gibran.


"It's all my fault. He wouldn't have fainted and felt the pain if I hadn't started it myself" Resya said, but Gibran seemed clueless as to what Resya's talk meant.


"What does Madam mean?" ask Gibran.


"I give up and I won't be selfish for being selfish. Later if he has woken up just say that you are the one who accompanied him at this time. And don't tell him that I'm taking care of him do you understand!" resya's orders.


"But Madam" Gibran denounced.


"That's my request," said Resya.


"alright.


After leaving and just leaving the two of them here. Gibran was confused as to how he could begin the play. Before long Richard's fingers seemed to move, slowly his eyelids began to open.


"Sir, thank God you've realized I'm anxious to see the unconscious master just now" said Gibran, who helped Richard rise.


"You? why are you here and where is he?" richard asked with his sight looking for something.


"Him? she who?"ask Gibran.


"Resiah. I remember him being with me before I fainted, but why he's not here. And yuuu? why are you here now?"richard began to get confused.


SERIATE.