The Daughter Of Mafia Queen
Chapter 89: ROSE IS AN ADULT, A BLOODY TRAIL

"Rose, would you disagree, if we brought your father home for intensive care?" asked Asfa gently without looking at her daughter who was still chewing softly cut ice with fresh fruit pieces.

One question may never cross his mind, but still he hears from the woman who has always been his role model. Helping a long breath while swallowing the cold soft ice. "I'll be honest with Mommy. Right now, Rose was learning to accept reality, but it was like this continuously waking rain of lightning. If I wasn't Papa Vans' daughter."

"Mommy knows me better. Rose is still in the process of accepting everything. I shouldn't be selfish thinking about myself." Rose placed the remaining ice cup half onto the table that was in front of her despite having to shift position, then turned to look at the woman who gave birth to it. "Parent's decision, must be for the good of the whole family."

Rose continued to stare at Asfa, the longer the gaze of the two deepened, "Mommy may be the Queen for everyone, but for me. Mommy is my soul. Mommy's the reason Rose keeps breathing. Whatever your decision is. It was also my decision."

Asfa smile. That's what Papa Luxifer said. Parental education will always affect the characteristics of the child himself. During this time her life was filled with the noise of bullets and blood, while Rose was filled with love and warmth. The opposite life. But that doesn't mean it's an excuse.

Now Rose has grown up and that is proven by the abuse case she experienced. The girl continued to struggle with her own strength. Only, now there will be many new people who come to destroy. How to protect a life that is a rainbow in the darkness of the night.

"Mom, Rose could be late for a long time here. Can you get to the campus now?" pinta Rose when she realized the clock was almost eight in the morning less than ten minutes. Asfa nodded, then turned to the father who was the owner of the ice shop.

However, something escaped his supervision. Since the old man's departure, it turned out that time had passed for ten minutes, but why did the father not return? Didn't you just give a customer order whose voice is heard from behind a tree in front of you. Asfa tried to calm down and pay attention to the surroundings.

"Rose, go to college. Mommy will be waiting for Justin. Remember the diligent study, and make your grandfather lift the general champion trophy." Asfa gave encouragement, but Rose was sad. The glare of his eyes was always the reason, "Princess. Stop that look, go. Mommy's gonna be home after all the work is done."

When puppy eyes are not able to melt the heart of the mommy. So, the woman is in serious fashion and does not want to be denied. No. Uncle, Grandpa, Mommy also has one trait that is like hereditary. Rose thought that way, but it was just a thought. Alvaro is not the son of Mr. Luxifer.

Rose doesn't know, if her family isn't just about blood ties. But the bond of the heart is much stronger and will protect each other and ready to sacrifice for the happiness of their families. Asfa escorted the girl back into the car, then waited for the vehicle to disappear behind a corner.

After seeing all was safe, Asfa reached into his jacket pocket. The woman never left what was her habit. Now his hands are no longer plain because of a special glove he has met. Slow steps down the path, passing through the sales cart, until the green grass becomes a place to stand.

The huge tree that could hide the body of her people was so disturbing that speculation was the initial conclusion. As his steps drew closer, there was a piercing aroma. A gust of wind said the rancid aroma was bad news. Don't want to get curious. Asfa looked increasingly as he walked closer to the tree.

A woman with bad breath just sat berserk, when she arrived in front of Asfa. Obviously, the woman never exercised. The sound of the breath that was severed with a face that was flushed like a tomato. Seeing that, Asfa just stared, then extended his hand.

"Mama, why are you here alone? Where's my sister, Rose? Is he here too?" asked the woman without heeding the hand of Asfa who was still wearing gloves. "Ma? Why diem. I ....,"

Asfa raised his hand for the woman to stop asking so many questions. The increasingly piercing smell of blood disturbed his calmness. Not wanting to make a mistake, Asfa left the place, making the woman who was still breathing again run tailing from behind.

I'd better ask Justin to check. Too late is okay, at least I can find information.~batin Asfa headed for the parking lot, but the gaze of his eyes was affected for a moment.

A red trail in front of him. Why does it look new? He crouched down just to check what was on the trail, poked, and then inhaled. The scent of fresh blood, but the trail was like a pattern heading to a car. Did a murder happen around him? Why, a face flashed through his mind.

"El, is that your car?" ask Asfa makes Elisha turn to the direction pointed by his adoptive mother. Where the Cooper mini car occupies a parking lot not far from both stands.

"Yes, Ma. It was a gift from Grandpa. Why, Ma?" ask back Elisha tried to understand the question of his mother.

Asfa noticed the bloody trail once more, but it was true. The trail starts from the direction of the park to the trunk of Elisha's car. "Lock!" He reached out his right hand that had a blood stain, even though the blood was in the glove. After sensing that there was a taper object in hand, Asfa walked a step. "Shut up here!"

"Ma?"

There's no answer. Asfa walked slowly following the trail of blood until it stopped right in front of the trunk of the car. Where the trail stops. Whatever he'll see. It's certainly not fun, but time keeps turning. The key was only used for one certainty. It was put into the hole and it turned out that the trunk was unlocked.

Slowly the baggage door opened. Sure enough, the scene before his eyes was like the one that was filling his head. The father of the ice-cut seller has been the victim of a massacre. The middle-aged body was full of incision wounds, without waiting for long. Asfa tells Justin to come immediately, while Elisha is asked not to move from where he stands.

Apparently, the enemy is getting closer, or just by chance? I have to meet him. If not, there could have been many victims who fell.~batin Asfa closed his eyes imagining a face in the darkness that always shouted throughout the night.