The Daughter Of Mafia Queen
Chapter 74: THE SURATAN OF DESTINY

Forty-five minutes, then.

Limited edition show ends. Rose clenched both of her hands. No matter the photos and notes that become damaged. A feeling of being forced to accept a bitter reality. Mercilessly pierced his heart. Truly, all truth is to be regretted. Why not hide it forever?

"Rose!"

Asfa called her daughter, but Rose still remained silent unmoved from her seat with her hands clenched, leaving all the evidence broken. Verily the truth is like salt water splashed into a fresh incision. Who would have thought, his curiosity actually ended in incredible regret.

Without saying anything Rose left the place, the footsteps that kept running left the main hall. Everyone was not surprised by the girl, and instead intended to catch up. Merely, Asfa raised his hand and held the family to action. Right now what is needed is none other than and not. Only he was because he knew the true nature of the princess.

"I'll see Rose myself. Let my daughter take all her pain and emotions out on me because this is a mother's responsibility. Brother Varo, please take them all to their respective rooms. I'll go first."

Asfa's request, made everyone look at each other. They knew very well the nature and attitude of the two women, even if facing each other. It will likely only be quiet and wait for the right time to reveal each other's heart. However, they also believe that if two women of different ages are able to solve the problem of differences that have never been seen, but indeed exist and are real.

Rose went to the balcony. Where there is a swimming pool that must have been designed by his own mother. Without a second thought, the girl plunged directly into the pool and at the same time Asfa arrived at the place, then saw what his favorite daughter did.

This time, he did not want to interrupt and chose to sit by the pool while waiting. The family chose to sit in the dining room. How can they rest, when seeing the situation is really in a bad state. Look at Vans walking back and forth like a confused person.

As a father who has been giving unconditional love. He could feel the grief that radiated from the princess' eyes. What is the meaning of a promise of happiness, if one truth backfires. But who is to blame? Nothing, because everything that happens is destiny.

Rose looked at her mommy's blue netra, the same eyes, but with calmness and firmness, while her eyes were shrouded in tenderness. Now there is a fact that is aware, if some of the habits come from the real father. Why, that thought just crossed. Asfa cupped her daughter's face without turning their eyes away.

"Remove all doubts and questions that make your heart not believe in your own identity. Whoareyou? It depends on your trust, Rose. In fact, if you're not my daughter. You will have the identity of Rose. The world always has secrets, but the secrets of life no one can control. Especially stop it."

Asfa removed both hands from the princess's face, then looked up at the sky, "Like the night sky that is not always accompanied by stars and the moon. The night sky will always be dark, just like our identity. Me or you, this blood is just the reason for our existence. However, the soul and heart become our own identity."

Rose lowered her face while breathing the air so deeply, the girl vented out the anger of such great disappointment by drowning herself in the pool. Same habits as my mom. However, the feeling in the heart cannot improve. Even though they did what was right and right. It is precisely the advice of the mommy presents another question.

Here, Asfa and Rose try to understand each other. Starting a relationship with new trust and support, but elsewhere there is only solitude. Many say, as long as there is money in the hand. Anything can be bought. Actuallyno. Girls with an infusion hose on the left hand should enjoy a sense of loneliness.

After regaining consciousness. He did not find any friends, friends or family members who were worried about his condition. It turned out, everything he knew, did not have any concern. So, what is he living for? A vacuum that can awaken a turbulent soul. Why, the burning anger became his ambition.

"If people don't care about me. No one can be happy with the suffering I feel. Look at it, whoever is smiling. I'll make sure it's lost to the earth."

It is not a promise, but an ambition. The world filled with tranquility began to heat up with the many destructive intentions of souls who felt neglected. The night passed without stopping time. Unknowingly, everyone's busyness becomes a routine that spins like an automatic time wheel.