The Love of the Cold Mafia
Thin-thin jealous mister Jayden 02

"I'm sorry, if mom and dad seem old-fashioned and make you depressed."

Jayden looked at Sheena. "Why are you talking like that?"

Sheena shrank the sound. "I'm afraid you're uncomfortable, with the questions my parents asked, and about our family, who may not be as intimate as you are." Somehow Sheena became insecure, suppose he was a commoner who managed to hook the son of nobles, from the beginning his life with the life of Jayden was very much different.

"Hey, why do you talk like that? why humble yourself and your family?" jayden gently rubbed the back of Sheena's hand, then grasped it tightly.

"Your father and mother are fun, they managed to educate you to be a responsible and independent woman, you should be proud of that."

"There is no caste difference in the love of Mrs Alexander, all the same, when two people fall in love means they have received all the advantages, disadvantages as well as the background of their loved ones, you understand?"

Sheena, who was looking down, looked up at Jayden's iris, and smiled. "Understand, sir."

Somehow Sheena likes Jayden who talks a lot like this, seems more alive, not like a living mummy when they first met.

"Good girl." Jayden patted sheena's head gently.

They were still sitting in the living room, while mom was preparing a dish for a special lunch, deliberately for the two of them, while dad was saying goodbye for a while, there was some business behind.

"Emm, sir, then I'll help you first, sir, it's okay to be here first."

The gazes they met, Jayden nodded. "No problem."

After Sheena's departure, Jayden glanced around her, there were many photos on display in this living room, ranging from big family photos, photos of Sheena at her High School graduation, and more,so pay attention with the occasional smile that appears on the face.

Until he subconsciously headed to the front of the room with a pink painted door, it must be Sheena's room, he thought.

Without realizing that the door opened by itself, looking left and right, Jayden stepped inside, looking at the light blue room with a large Doraemon picture stamp on each wall.

Jayden smiled with satisfaction. "Based on the boy," he muttered, looking around Sheena's room, which was filled with children's favorite cartoons.

He then looked at a series of framed photos neatly arranged on the table, even those attached to the wall, at first he was still staring in admiration, but when his attention fell on a photo of a man stuck among other photos on the wall, making his eyes glitter sharply with a flat look, especially.

Jayden took the photo with the tape on it, He resisted the annoyed movement as his eagle's eyes examined the photo, narrowing with a flash of anger, the veins in his hands clearly visible.

Sheena who passed by her room was surprised to see Jayden inside, the girl hurriedly approached with a surprised shriek.

"Sir, what are you doing here?"

"Jayden!" the man said coldly, "should I always warn you to change your nickname."

Sheena wrinkled her forehead. "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Jayden snorted with a lazy eye twisting, it was obvious that he was holding back the unpleasant turmoil in his heart, and it irritated him.

"Nothing," said Jayden briefly and passed. With both hands drowned in the pants pocket, and the face bent in.

Sheena's forehead is furrowing deeper. "What the hell's wrong with that guy?"

Then Sheena's shimmering eyes pounded spontaneously onto the floor, Sheena took it in reverse and then shut her mouth with a scream in shock, why is Andre's picture here?

Sheena bit her lips, her eyes glanced at Jayden who had already passed away, her lips silently holding a smile. "He's jealous?"

"Hihihi, it's jolly," he said again, giggling to himself.

As the sun begins to set, Sheena and her mother have finished preparing a special dinner. Outside, dusk looks beautiful in view, Jayden sat beside Mr. Hamid just chatting lightly occasionally joking, Jayden felt comfortable because Mr. Hamid was not so demanding with strange questions, he said, he also understands about privacy does not corner Jayden, also humble, the old man with a shady look is very good at making his interlocutor feel calm and comfortable in the chat he made.

Here Jayden is trying to be a mediocre man, no bodyguard is always intending, he wants to try to live like a commoner in general, and it's quite fun in his opinion.

Bored, Hamid asked Jayden to play chess, the fatherly-faced man smiled at Jayden in front of him. "Come, let's see who is the most superior, make no mistake, in this entire region, I am the superior chess king, no one can beat me in every game," said Mr. Hamid prides himself while compiling chess pieces on the board. Jayden helped out.

Jayden lifted both corners of his lips. "All right, we'll see."

The two men now looked very serious at the moment, moving the chess piece on the board with a focused facial expression, both of them compactly bending their knees while propping up their chin, kentara is very serious about strategizing. Time passed without feeling. Mr. Hamid smiled with satisfaction as Jayden began to be cornered.

"I-0." Hamid took the lead in the first session, outperforming Jayden at the moment.

Jayden gritted his teeth, feeling the air stuffy, he opened his black suit and put it on the side of the chair, then rolled his white shirt up to his elbow.

"It seems that Jayden's son has started to get serious, yes" said Mr. Hamid melted the atmosphere.

Jayden only smiled faintly, then the two drifted back into the game, this time Jayden took the lead. Nah! the sound of the dipper clashing against the board broke the silence.

"1-1, we're a series now," Jayden said, commenting on a satisfied smile.

Mr. Hamid clucked. "It's not that easy, young man."

Time passed again without feeling, their chess game was getting more intense now.

"Well, I was wrong to take a rival, the strategy and focus of Jayden's son was amazing," Hamid said, Jayden thinned his lips at a glance.

Until the sound of Sheena's cry makes their focus collapse instantly.

"Dad! the master! I called her nyakut kok nyut!" Sheena stood between them, ruffled with a fierce face like Cinderella's stepmom.

"Tanggung my daughter, father again ngajak your future husband is playing chess first," kilah father is still not satisfied with the results of the series.

"No, mama's waiting at the dinner table, let's go in."

"Back home!" a boy exclaimed as the adults were still fighting.

"Sister, go home!" the boy was surprised to see the presence of Sheena, he immediately rushed to hug the sister.The girl certainly welcomed the sister enthusiastically.

"Well, Dimas is big now" Sheena joked.

The boy throttled and his gaze turned to Jayden at the side. "Eh, there's a high om too."

"Dimas is polite, call him Mr. Jayden. When I was young it was said om." said father commemorating.

"No problem" said Jayden with a faint smile.

"Well, what about sister-in-law?" ask Dimas plain.

"Or oppa Korea? because the face om high handsome rich oppa Korea."