The King, Son of Mafia

The King, Son of Mafia
Chapter 4 (Remember Me?)


The pupil of this teenage girl's eyes grew when her wrists were pulled, and slammed against the wall. The masculine scent greeted his sense of smell. This albino-skinned man was the first man he had seen in the Library.


"Ssi——who are you?" the tone he put out shook.


His two jaws tightened. The dark brown eye bead was seen staring intently at the girl in front of him.


"You forgot about me?" tanyakanya.


"forget? I don't even know who you are!" adella firmly with an annoyed tone.


Sean loosened his two hand checks on Adella's shoulder. How could Adella forget about him?


Wait for.


He and Adella have no relationship. Can't say friends or anything. It is different with Vian.


Sean released his confinement. Adella thins her lips.


"You know me?" ask with a heavy tone.


Sean stared slowly at Adella's face. He found no defects in that face.


"First," he answered with disappointment. Sean flipped his body.


Adella frowned. He just joined this expensive school. In fact, he was just a matter of days in the big school, which was built on three hectares of land. First he met the man in front of him this was two days ago.


The gallant man's footsteps carried away Adella's daydream. This girl looked at the back of this gallant man. Until it disappears around the corner.


"Jenner!" The loud cries and footsteps made this girl turn to the origin of the voice.


The beautiful girl smiled broadly. Adella replied with a smile.


"Why are you here, I'm looking everywhere you know!" He patted Adella's shoulder slowly.


"I'm sorry" Adella said.


Nika patted Adella's shoulder gently for the second time. This beautiful girl has become Adella's first friend in Japan. Nika Yamada is a Japanese aspiring artist. Having a golden voice, this girl began to try her luck in the field of voice-drawn Art.


"No problem, let me show you the places in this school. And also——popular guy here!" His words slowed the tone for the popular man.


Adella chuckles softly."I don't need that, all I need is for you to introduce the buildings here. And the majors are here only, Nika Yamada!"


Nika smiled seductively."Oi! You didn't know this school wasn't just a matter of a great education system. This expensive school also holds a lot of gold jewels, my friend. I'm sure, if you've seen the popular gangs here. Then you'll pull the words, not interested it buddy!" his lips.


Adella shrugged her shoulders indifferently. Stepping followed by this Yamada girl. Sometimes they both laughed with a light joke.


***


PLUG IN!


PLUG IN!


Two rocks landed on an artificial lake. Sean looks careless. Vian nodded his head looking at the younger brother.


"What's wrong with you?"


"Nothing."


"What is there that is not. You look so weird," upset Vian.


Sean looked back, where Vian was sitting on a weathered dry tree. The scorching sun feels able to burn the skin, considering the summer. It's gonna be so hot.


"Why look at me like that?"


Sean brought his eyes forward. The green lake with the little turtle looks so cute. The little fish swim here and there clearly visible.


"Forget about me" said Sean, "Are you still in touch with your girl friend?" be careful in word selection.


"Who do you mean?"


"Adella´s. The kid who has a scar on his right face."


Vian was silent."He stopped replying to my messages while he was in Junior High."


"Eh?" Sean is flipping his body. Before approaching the brother. Fill an empty spot next to Vian.


"Why so Bang?"


Frustrating breaths sounded. Vian looked far ahead. A gust of wind caressed her jet-black hair to her two.


"Stop it. It's not just my letter that wasn't answered. It even disappeared how the wind went. I assigned Gio to Indonesia. You know what I hear?"


"What?" sean is getting curious.


"His mother passed away when we were in sixth grade. And, he went into the Orphanage for two years. The third year, while sitting in the third grade of Junior High. She was reported to have been a victim of bullying for three years. He didn't even say anything. Until Gio came to Indonesia. It was completely gone without a trace!" obviously Vian was poignant.


This boy felt loss too. Looking for yourself, of course with the subordinates of the father. Sean choked, even holding his breath.


"How can you be a victim of bullying?" tanya does not believe.


"Because of his deformed face" said Vian.


Sean felt empty. He began to falter, whether Adella Putri who had just joined his school was Adella who he had known. Just the name is the same. The flaw on his face was no longer visible. Was he wrong?


Sean felt entangled in confusion. Vian closed his two eyelids slowly.


"I really want to see her again" she said without opening her two eyelids.


"Did you and she always send photos?"


Vian's head groped slowly. Before opening her two eyelids."I'm the only one who sent him pictures. He's too petty. Received my picture, but didn't send the picture."


Sean wastes his breath through his mouth.


"Do you ask Papa for help?"


Vian Yamato hesitated. Should it? He knows Adella's stubbornness. That one girl hated being pityed. Maybe by running away. Adella feels better. He is sure, someday sooner or later Adella will meet him first.


"No need. I'm sure he's fine wherever he is. If he feels confident, he will meet me someday," said Vian in a tone of confidence.


"Why do you believe that, Bang?"


"That's because of that necklace!"


"Necklace?" repeat Sean, "The Necklace is keeping it?" continue to remember.


"Yes." Yeah."


"What happened to the necklace?"


"Pigeon represents loyalty. No matter how far he flies, he'll go back to his partner!" Vian's papar smiled at his special box.


Jealous.


What is this, why does he feel unwilling. As if jealous of Vian's gift to Adella. Did he choose the wrong gift at the farewell? He should have picked the binding stuff.


Vian looked to the side."What's wrong with your face?"


"What happened to my face?"


"Looks envious!" vian Goda.


Sean clucked up."No."


"Ah, time?" ask Vian not to believe it.


"Yes." Yeah." Sean replied as he stood up from his sitting position."I've. Have a girl I love."


"Ah? Who???" Vian surprised. Stand up from his sitting position.


"Let me introduce you!" sean said before running away from Vian towards the mansion.


***


The narrow contract that the teenage girl had rented looked lonely. No lights are lit, darkness becomes a friend of solitude. His back is resting on the wall. The two eyes were still open, the night air at night did not make it difficult for him.


TLING'S!


The tone of the text of the incoming message brought his consciousness back. Regular phones at low prices are visible. Adella grabs the phone on the nightstand. Turn on the sleep lamp. The room is directly visible. Inside the tenement room there was only a small closet, a single bed with a nightstand. It looks so simple.


Paternity


Don't forget to take your sleeping pills. Every time I take a sedative. Let me know if anything happens there. If you run out of money, tell me!


A line of printed smiles. Her foster father was so considerate. He was lucky, when the threshold of death struck. The man of American blood reached out. Heals all wounds on his body. Although the man was unable to make himself remember the past.


"Dad has always been like this" he exclaimed in a cheerful tone.


His long fingers move smoothly over the phone screen. Adella did not press the send button. An incoming message with a foreign number made his forehead constrict.


Send


Adella sent a reply to her father. Before opening a new message.


08937XXXXX'S CHAT


You've slept Miss Piano. I still can't sleep here.


"Eh?" sigh Adella,"Who is this?" monologue slowly.


The frown on the forehead is getting more and more, this one girl is thinking hard. Who's the guy who sent her the message. All Adella knows is that no one knows this number. Few, people only. One of them is foster father and school adminstration. After him there is none.


📨Who is this?"


Send


Just two minutes reply to incoming direct message.


I admire 📩


Adella breathes rough. It turns out that people in Japan also like strange and disturbing things like this. The finger moves to press the block button before deleting the message sent.


"That's fine!" the upset.