The King, Son of Mafia
Chapter 45 (Hate the hidden)

"Mama!" call Vian when he opens the door to his mother's room.

Dera who was knitting raised her gaze. Smile at the son, before patting the side of the mattress. Next to her hand lay her knit on her left side.

"Come, come!" Said Dera still patting the surface of the bed.

Vian walked inside. Putting himself on the mother's thigh. His two eyes closed. His body feels very tired. Dera's swipe at the top of his head gives Vian comfort. The teenager smiled in the middle of his eyes.

"Is there something Vian wants to say?" Dera asked in between her strokes.

The two eyelids of Vian open. The sharp brown eye bead stared at the mother's earthy face. He drew back his smile line.

"Just miss, Mama!" the answer.

Dera chuckled softly at the son's statement.

"Isn't Vian always with Mama every day, Hem!"

"Yes, it's just that sometimes it's like a dream. It can be on your lap, eating Mama's cooking and listening to Mama's voice," said Vian honestly.

Vian Yamato, this man did indeed look cold and unreadable. There are many things he cannot say. He just used to keep meetings, as well as emotions. That's how Mirabel taught her first. Until, he felt used to it.

"How could it be a dream. When you really touch your son like this." Said Dera rubbing Vian's forehead."Forget everything Vian. Never keep what you don't want to keep. Now Vian has Mama and Papa on Vian's side. No need to suppress himself, Vian could whine if he wanted to. Vian can get angry if the squeeze is unfair. Or cry if you feel no longer strong. That is an emotion that needs no hiding. Men are never forbidden to cry. Because men are also human beings who have emotions and feelings. There's nothing for Vian to be afraid of!" Continue Dera before patting slowly the field of the son.

Vian silent. This man tried to digest what his mother said. Dera is a mother figure who really makes Vian scared and happy at the same time. He feared that Dera was not real, even though time had passed. Vian was still afraid, if all the happiness he went through all this time was just a hallucination.

He injected poison into his body. Or injure a little of his body, he can realize if the happiness he gets is not a dream. Dera was really his mother and really existed. Sean is his twin. Launa and Laura are her sisters.

Vian clasped Dera's hand."Thanks Ma!" He said before closing his eyes again.

Dera smiled gently. Slowly swiping the top of Vian's head with a hand free from Vian's grasp. Dera knows Vian has suffered enough. Until this boy is afraid of something pseudo.

Behind the open wall of the room. Delta leaned his body. He followed Vian. Who would have thought he would find this sight again. Fear Vian.

"I want to be your happiness too, Vian!" lirih Delta's.

Before this teenage girl smiled gently. He was stunned to see the void behind Vian's sharp eyes. The first time they met, Delta felt different. He likes to listen to Vian's raspy voice. Seeing Vian smile and frown his forehead. Every expression Vian showed was very different.

***

The laughter continued to sound noisy from the people in the middle room. Ella was silent, being an observer. Several times his bead of eyes swept over Yamato's mansion. This is the second time Ella has been able to enter the Yakuza mansion. Absolutely amazing, that's what Ella's brain is.

"You're going to Paris?" ask Sean not to believe it.

"Yes. It's still Sunday tomorrow" Adella replied honestly.

Sean's face was bent. Delta tore, David still with the occasional sour face. Kala in Willem's seductive sissy thing. Vian chimed in occasionally.

"I want to go to Paris too" Sean said in a spoiled tone.

"Curtain! Don't be so spoiled. That's gross!" willem's lips.

"Like me. Besides Adella is my future wife," Sean said with a haughty face.

"Don't believe. Speaking of which now mah so, later if there are other women more beautiful than Adella must be immediately klepek-klepek!" david Goda.

"You think I'm you!" sneer Sean.

"You haven't felt the charm of another woman. You don't trust men, Adella!" hashe David.

The plot!

"Ouch! You're crazy Delta. It hurts to know this!" David rubbed his red forehead because of the girl.

"You don't defame your best friend, dong!" reply Delta.

Adella just chuckled softly hearing her mid-third. Before he turned his head towards Ella, who happened to be staring at him with a look of dislike.

Adella's forehead multiplied as Ella's vision shifted to Delta. The girl wondered if she had not seen it wrong. Ella's view on him was clearly a dislike view.

"Kids, the snacks!" Seru Dera was followed from behind by Clara.

The two women carried trays containing food and drinks. Put it on the table.

Ella stared at Dera slowly. The woman who became the mother of the handsome Vian and Sean. The woman looked happy and turned cute. Does not appear to age, even though age is no longer young. If Dera joins them. Maybe people will think if Dera is still sitting on the High School bench. Seeing her face looked cute with a height that was much shorter than them.

Expensive care is very different. Secretly Ella clucked cynically at Dera's happiness. This woman was happy, above the cries of other women. Can Ella say that Dera is the woman she hates the most. Despite hating this woman, in fact Ella could not resist the charm of Sean Yamato. Second son of Dera Sandya.

***

Hiro petty dodges to see his wife still knitting wool clothes for his two sons who will soon be nineteen years old. Hiro settles down beside the wife's body.

"Why not just buy a gift, baby. It's been three days of knitting" Hiro's series. Before hugging his wife's waist. His head was raised to Dera's thigh.

"Bought the same for yourself differently, brother!" dera Reply. Stopping his activities.

"Tapkan my wife is not tired of making," said Hiro.

"Not to be weary for our children, sis!" dispute Dera softly.

"Later if I had a birthday. What do you want to love?" hiro asked in a funny tone.

Dera chuckles softly."What'd it want?"

"Honeymoon!" he said in a shameless tone.

"Why should honeymoon?"

"I'm jealous of Leo. You know he sent USG photos of the kid to both of them. I want more, "persuade Hiro.

Dera laughed lightly."Later if there's more, the title of son of the devil comes down again."

Hiro laughed softly."Your husband is the king of demons. So no problem" Hiro replied.

"Then what am I, if the brother of the demon king," runggut Dera.

"My wife is of course the angel taken prisoner by the demon king!" canda Hiro's.

Back to laughter. In his second room. Hiro smiled strangely, to the two door room his son and daughter had been in the lock from the outside. No bullies for tonight.