The King, Son of Mafia
Chapter 25 (Dreams of the past are unclear)

Cleo's pretty face looked languishing. Several times the teenage girl exhaled a rough breath from the mouth. Followed by the three beautiful girls sitting in front of him.

"Why are you guys taking such a long breath?" cleo said with a strange look at his three.

"Come on," replied Cherry.

"We were just tired" Laura's voice came along.

"So Cleo's own sister why?" Launa chose to ask Cleo back.

"English grade sister ugly. Do not tell Mother Clara yes," said Cleo with a small tone at the end of the word.

"That's because you're too busy with Korean dramas" Cherry said.

Launa and Laura chuckled at Cherry's sneer. Cleo's lips ripped apart hearing the sister's sneers.

The clattering of footsteps hearing to his fours sounded clear. The laughter continued, until the six stopped to take a seat next to the twins, Cherry and Cleo. Sean is next to Adella. The four again took a place beside Cleo who was sitting alone.

"Just come home Bang?" laura asked with an innocent look staring at her two brothers.

Just contact the four men nodded. Although the question was thrown to his two brothers only.

"What's with a pouting face, beautiful sister Cleo!" chirping David teasing Cleo.

If Cleo had torn it apart. Now it's Cherry's turn to tear not to forget her expression of wanting to vomit. David as his father said. The water lizard, who likes to get attention here and there. His father said, if there is a Caucasian then Cherry must take care of her brother. From David's stale seduction.

"Stop fighting Cleo, Dav!" reprimand Sean, "you don't see his sister's sour face on you" he continued.

The eyes of the people sitting at the same table turned to look at Cherry's face. Sure enough, Cherry's little eyes are made big. Don't forget the way he looked carefully at David. The green-eyed teenager grimaced at the sharp look from Cherry. Like her Yeko really made her youngest daughter the guardian of her eldest daughter.

"Sweet sister, Brother David does not really mess around. Take it easy, hem!" persuade David.

"Oh!" Cherry snorted at David's persuasion.

Laughter boomed at the grunt of Cherry. Really funny, that's what's on that really teenage guy.

"Said Brother David can't be trusted, Brother Cherry!" said Laura.

"Eh?" David was shocked to hear the words coming out of Laura's lips. Whoa! Totally duplicate little Sean. That's what David felt about Laura. The strange grin printed on Laura's little lips was just like Sean Yamato's grin as a child.

"Yes. Papa said what came out of David's brother's mouth was the poison of the world" Cherry said.

Cleo just nodded slowly. When Cleo was six years old, she was a sweet child and tended to be like a parrot. Record the words of an adult. And deliver it at the right time. Unlike Cherry, this sister tends to be silent but full of mandate and fierce. As of this moment, Cleo knows the Papa asked Cherry to keep him away from David. And look! Cherry always does.

"That's just Cherry! David's not a man to trust" Delta said.

David put on a look of mistreatment. Willem chuckled at the face of the nelangsa David. The guy who always put a cool face in front of the camera. But instead always put a cornered look when with him and his friends.

Vian nodded slowly to see what was happening.

At the table it started to heat up when Laura raised her voice again. Laughter and grunts sounded. No one realized that under the table, Sean Yamato was tightly grasping Adella's right hand. The chubby-cheeked pretty girl blushed in silence.

Sean Yamato, like his never wasted the opportunity there was. Like at the moment.

***

"Not hurt my daughter, huh!" shouted the middle-aged woman who looked blurry in Adella's eyes.

The girl whose head is on a bandage. Her front uniform was full of blood stains.

"Then in the uniform in front of my son, tomato juice huh!" now it was the turn of the middle-aged man who spoke up.

The girl looked faintly that was stroking softly."Uncle! Auntie! I'm not lying. She was on the iron staircase because she herself kicked it" said the long-haired girl in a trembling voice.

"No Ma! I never kicked him. I wanted to protect her from the sneers of friends. I'm.I, I'd like to say if he wants a champion in general. I'll be happy to give it to you. Because he is an orphan. But he was angry and all that happened" the girl lied.

"Basic children do not know the origin. I don't have a father like this!" cynically.

The teacher can't do anything. Just choosing a silence. Given the wealth possessed by one of their students. Not to mention, the evidence points to the girl who is now crying holding back the pain in her heart. It's not just the daughter of that mother who's hurt. But he was also wounded. His left hand was broken. Even his right cheek was also bleeding from broken glass as the heavy iron staircase struck the glass beside him. He was also crushed, until his left hand was broken.

"What kind of SMP would accept an ugly child with a deformed cheek. Not only the face, but his heart was also deformed. He was awarded a scholarship but instead bullied his classmates!" grumbled the middle-aged man.

"No... I don't," she refused.

The tears on her two cheeks melted. Up to two of Adella's eyelids open rapidly. His chest hurt as well as his head. The strange dream came again. Nothing is clearly visible she's Adella's eyes. All of this looks faint. He did not know who the two girls were the girl's parents. I don't know why his heart hurt so much.

Adella's hands slowly changed her position. From sleep to sitting. After feeling perfectly seated, Adella grabbed the nightstand drawer. Open it up fast. Grabbing the medicine bottle, swallowing quickly without water. To the two sides of his eyes was still flowing salty liquid.

"What does the dream really want to show me?" Adella complained about the origin of the medicine bottle. Before her palm rubbed the rough of her pretty face.

Not a single piece of debris remembered was grabbed by her. Adella frustrates.

***

"Why do you look pale, Del?" whispered Nika next to Adella's body.

Adella looked to the side. The girl smiled, as if she said she was okay. The teacher up ahead was still loyal to his explanation.

This Yamada girl still did not look calm despite getting a smile on Adella's dry pink lips.

"You want to go to the UKS room?" ask Nika back.

Adella nodded weakly. Unfortunately, Nika is not a submissive girl. His right hand was raised making Master up ahead there stop his explanation.

"Yes, what's wrong Miss Yamada?" said the teacher.

Nika lowered her hand."Adella Sensei's headache can I take her to the UKS first?" ask Nika for approval.

The eyes of the people were directed towards Nika and Adella. The sweat flooded Adella's body. The gazes that the people gave made this girl feel even more frightened. His head is getting dizzy.

"Yes, please!" the teacher answered permission.

Nika stood up from her sitting position. He extended his hand to Adella. The Indonesian woman looked up. Nika looked worried, how not. His palms seemed to be put into the ice water. Adella's face was getting pale. Slowly Adella stood up. Until the loud cries of the students flowed when Adella's body fell backward. Nika screamed loudly when Adella lost consciousness.