The King, Son of Mafia
Chapter 3 (Different Flavors)

The ballpoint pen in the clamp to his two fingers in a slow swivel. The dark brown eye beads no longer focus on the book that lies resigned on the study table. Vian has been diving into dreamland. Leaving her who was still sitting dreamy on the chair. His lips lifted high upwards.

Maddened.

Yeah, like his Mafia lineage this one's been pretty crazy. The face of the girl he had met for the first time in the library made Sean Yamato go crazy.

If the girl smiles. Just a shadow, had been drawn in Sean's mind.

"Geez!" yells slowly. Before the two palms of his hands were patted to the two sides of his dashing face. The bullet in his right hand fell on the study table.

His two eyes were moving slowly. Sean stood up from his sitting position, he needed some fresh air. His two long legs stepped towards the wooden door. Stepping down one by one the stairs. Time has shown twelve o'clock at night. People who do not have the task of watching over the Yakuza's large residence, of course, have fallen asleep in the dream world.

"Where should I go?" monologue's doubtful.

Her eye beads are circulating. Staring at the many doors, before he finally stepped towards the back garden. The air in summer is warm at night. Different from other seasons.

This teenager was sitting in the garden staring at the expanse of a perfectly blooming rose garden. Smile lines look blotchy.

"What are you doing here, Son?" the exclamation behind the body accompanied by the clattering of footsteps intersected with the grass greeting Sean's eardrum.

This child did not look back just staring at the heavy voice that greeted himself. The empty seat beside her body had been filled. Hiro sat leaning on a body that was still very fit at a young age. The sweat soaked Hiro's body. Like her, this Mafia Boss is training till nightfall.

"Papa, why are you here?" he brought his eyes to the dashing face of the father.

"Your father must have finished practicing dexterity. Papa doesn't want to lose to a young boy like you" Hiro said.

Sean thins his lips. Before bringing an eye toward the expanse of blooming roses. The aroma should be faintly inhaled. When the night breeze blows play with the flower petals that bloom.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Hiro opens a conversation between him and the son. After Sean threw a look forward.

Sean's head nodded."Of course, this Rose flower is beautiful because Mama who plants and takes care of her. What my mother planted and cared for was always beautiful, Pa!" Sean Banga.

Hiro chuckled softly. Sean looked over with a folded forehead. The rarity that came out of Hiro's lips felt strange in his ears. Hiro folded into his two hands in front of his chest.

"What's wrong with you, Son?"

"Did?"

"You look different."

"I'm different?" repeat Sean can't believe it,"I should have asked you, Pa. You chuckle with a strange tone in my eardrum.

Hiro did not say. This man was standing from his sitting position. Making Sean look up to follow Hiro's movements.

"Papa looked at that gaze, just like Papa's gaze on your Mama, when he first met. You were weird as I was when I was young, Son!" said Hiro. Without even listening to Sean's reply or rebuttal, Hiro stepped out of the park. While lowering the hand he folded in front of the chest.

Sean's head turned. Follow where Hiro is going. Leaving Sean in a thousand question marks.

"Gee!" Sean groans. Before slowly rubbing his face.

...***...

Sean's eyelids looked blackened with eye bags. David on the side of his body gently nudged Sean's elbow. Bringing this Mafia descendant to the side. In front of there Infocos is burning. Show more in-depth Biology lessons on the anatomy of the body. With an explanation, the teacher up ahead pressed the remote control. Directing the laser in his hand to point at this and that.

"Is there a problem with you, Sean?" david said in a soft voice.

"No."

That short answer made David grumpy. Miyaki's man is always upset if he does not get an unwanted answer. Despite having gotten used to Sean's cold answer. Still, resentment lingered in the heart of this clear green-eyed man.

"You look weird from yesterday when you're done picking up books on the library shelf, man!" his insistence. The nature of the heir to Japan's greatest media can not be eliminated.

Sean rolled his lazy eyeballs."Don't be so fussy, Dav! I'll go to the toilet first!" He said while standing from the chair.

No crap Sean came out of the room. The Biology teacher up front was already used to Sean's attitude. If Sean asks permission to leave the room, it is certain that girls will one by one come out of the room for various reasons. Until the teachers tell Sean to come out without saying goodbye.

David looked at Sean's back. This bule-looking guy sighed softly. Before looking back ahead. Returning to Sean, this nineteen-year-old teenager stepped through the halls.

"What class is he?" He shouted in between the footsteps that were swinging.

Well-favoured. In Sean's eyes, the girl was extremely beautiful and dazzling. Kiss The Rain by singer Yiruma. The person inside seemed to be enjoying the tone. The Art Teacher from the School was seen closing his eyes enjoying the performance of the student. When the final excerpt closed the tone, thunderous applause could be heard filling the room.

The beautiful girl stood up. And bow to the teacher and his friends. The teacher approached Adella.

"Include him is Adella Putri, a transfer student from Indonesia. Adella gets a full scholarship to school here. He is also actually in the lyrics by the leading School in Paris for the arts. But we prefer our school to be a place to share," explained the teacher.

The amazed groans of the people sounded. Art children are dominated starting from aspiring singers, theater and even someone who has become a singer.

"Adella?" lirih Sean doesn't believe in his hearing. The girl never returned the emails she sent. Not even a letter was answered. Also, Vian! His older brother always gets a reply. Although disappointed, this man did not deny there was a strange feeling enveloping him.

Especially when Adella smiles.

"Hallo! Everything was. I am Adella Princess of Indonesia. As the teacher arrived, I was a freshman from the art department. I'm not as good as the teacher until earlier," he said humbled himself. The roar of disbelief invited a gentle smile from Adella.

Sean was biting his red lips. This was the first time he had seen a smile straight from Adella. Uncovered by long hair. How long has it been? Sean can't remember. When was the last time he saw that smile.

"I think you've chosen this country wrong, Del!" his monologue. Before a slanted smile was imprinted on the face.

***

Box of supplies lined up on the table. The sturdy man was seen bending over after finishing putting down food for the young master of the Yakuza. He came out of the special room of this popular children's headquarters.

"Good meal!" A loud cry excitedly sounded.

Only Sean's heavy tone was not heard. The boy still seemed to think hard. The other one had chopped this and that on the table. Food made by Dera and Sari is always selling sweet.

"Hi! Don't you have to diet?" david asked when Delta was nibbling on roasted chicken thighs.

The movement of the girl stopped. Stare at David.

"You want a diet?" ask Vian not to believe it.

"Your body's like a lidi so dieting?" cynical Willlem.

The third kontan laughed loudly. Delta tore apart before bringing his eyes to the face of the man who was pondering beside her.

"Sean!" call Delta spoiled, "They're teasing me again!" Upset Delta shakes Sean's shoulder.

"Aah?" Sean cried like a dazed man.

Delta forehead is doubled."You didn't hear my words?" ask in a disappointed tone.

"What?" Sean asked back.

"Sean is no longer concentrated, Ta!" exclaim David.

"It was the same at home yesterday!" Vian folded his hand staring suspiciously at the twin.

Sean clucked."I'm going to the toilet first!" He stood up from his sitting position.

"Where is that?" willem asked as Sean stepped towards the exit instead of the toilet door in the room.

"Toilet!" Reply Sean relentlessly stepped up.

"The toilet is there!" Show David to the toilet door.

Sean's steps stopped. He turned his body. Facing towards the table.

"Aa—aku, go downstairs and find a book!" reply stuttered.

The four stared at Sean with a suspicious look.