The Mafia Bride
Season 2: Vendetta and love

Jiro sat pensively in his study, his eyes staring at the monitor screen. But his mind was on Miko. He was intrigued by the girl. His arrival arrives, then leaves without leaving a trace for Jiro. Yeah, at least give her a cell phone number so she can call him. Jiro's daydreams were blown away as his cell phone lying on the table rang. His hand took his cell phone.

"Mother?" a smile developed on Jiro's lips, as Siena contacted him. Then his cell phone was placed in his ear.

"Mom!" happy sapanya. Although time passed, Jiro's age had grown. Speaking with Siena. She is still little Jiro Siena.

"Darling, Mother's son. How are you doing, son?"

"Mom, I miss Mommy. I'm fine, Mom. How's Mom doing herself? Daddy's? Ryu?" jiro's eyes are glassy.

"Darling, everything's fine. I brought you good news, baby."

"What Mom?"

"We'll come see you tomorrow, baby."

"What's? Mommy want to come here? I'm so happy, ma'am."

If he had talked to his mother, Jiro felt at home for a long time, anything he would tell like the old Jiro. Different when he was working. All his subordinates were disinclined and no one dared to refute him. Not because Jiro was cruel, but his firm and authoritative nature made them disinclined.

Shortly thereafter, Jiro ends his talk on mobile. Then he put the phone in his pocket. "Mom, I miss you guys."

***

The next day, Jiro was ready to pick up his parents. He can't wait to meet them. But unexpectedly, Siena and Kenzi arrive early before Jiro picks her up at the airport. It turned out that the two of them deliberately came early to give a surprise to their beloved son.

"Mother? Daddy?" jiro's eyes widened as he saw the two people he had missed already standing in the doorway.

"My dear, how are you." Siena ran down Jiro's body and hugged him tightly. "Mother misses me dear."

"Me too." he said slowly. He looked at Kenzi who was standing behind them. "Dad.."

Kenzi spread out his hands, smiling widely. "Come, son."

Jiro lets go of Siena's embrace and hits Kenzi's body and hugs her tightly. "Dad's a big boy now."

"No Dad, I'm still your little Helion." Jiro rubbed his tears that seeped.

"Hey, you hotshot don't cry." Kenzi took off his embrace, staring at both of Jiro's eyes. "We've come, wipe away your tears."

Jiro chuckles as she wipes the tears on her cheeks, "Ryu's not coming along?"

"No dear, he's got a lot of work on campus. Later he followed with Savanah," interrupted Siena.

"Savanahs? who is she, ma'am?" jiro asked curiously, just hearing the name.

"Daughter is Keenan." Kenzi grabbed Jiro by the shoulder and invited him to sit on the chair followed by Siena. "They've been dating, so now Ryu is at home in Indonesia."

Jiro breathed a sigh of relief at the good news, at least Ryu was more mature than before and did not bother the parents anymore.

"When you catch up dear," Siena smiled broadly at the dear face of her son.

Jiro rubbed his hair rough. "Ah Mother, let's take a sister first. I'll catch up with you later, ma'am."

"really? don't be too busy with your work. Think of yourself too." Siena pulled Jiro's face and kissed her forehead at a glance.

"Yes Ma'am." - Jiro. He lowered his head, smiling to himself.

"Hmm, I know this. Don't don't you already have a lover. Introduce me to Dad." Kenzi shrugged Jiro's shoulders.

"No, well, nothing yet." replied Jiro blushing in embarrassment.

Siena's eyes could not be separated from Jiro. His longing is now healed. Seeing the big change in Jiro makes them proud. Warm conversation, beautiful joking laughter. Let go of each other by sharing stories. After giving up longing, Kenzi and Siena rested in the room. Jiro receives an unexpected phone call from Miko. Of course Jiro is happy not to play. It turns out that Miko still has her phone number.

***

Miko sat pensively on the chair with both legs raised to the table. After contacting Jiro. He asked to meet the man at the cafe that Miko had set his place.

"Son, do you know who killed your father?"

"Not yet, ma'am, but but you don't have to worry. As soon as possible, I'll know who did it. And I'll drag the killer in front of you." Miko lowered her legs down and stood up.

"Where are you going?" ask the woman.

It didn't take long, Miko arrived at the cafe. Then choose a seat near the glass window cafe. Before long he had to wait, Jiro had arrived at the cafe with a strict escort. Jiro immediately meets Miko and sits in a chair next to Miko.

"Hey, you've been waiting a long time?" tanyakanya.

"No, I also just came" said Miko, bowing her head for a moment. When his eyes were crossed with Jiro's.

"How's your mother doing?"

"Good." His eyes glanced for a moment at Jiro. "I need your help."

"Help?" Jiro tilted her face itching the beautiful girl before him. His lips are red, his nose is sharp. Lashes are thick and flat without makeup polish. Makes Jiro even more admire the girl.

Miko nodded her head. "Yes." Yeah."

Jiro let out a long sigh, turned his gaze at a waitress then ordered a white coffe. The man had thought that if Miko asked him to meet because she missed him, like he who always remembered it day and night, it was not.

"What can I help you with?" tanya Jiro glanced for a moment at Miko.

"You are a man of great influence in this city. I need your help to track down my father's killer. And I'm asking you to look up the data at the police station."

"Killer Your Father? how do you know your father was murdered?" ask Jiro curiously.

"I didn't see it, but my mother knew that Dad was murdered. Even I also got this information from my father's former men," Miko said at length.

"If I may know. What's your father's name?" ask Jiro again.

"Hernet."

"Hernets?" jiro's eyebrows are tied together. He does not know that name. But Jiro has a proposal, maybe his parents know. Especially Kenzi. "Okay, I'm trying to help you."

"Thank you." Miko's outstretched hand touched Jiro's hand and squeezed him down. His eyes were fixed on Jiro's two eyeballs. "You're a good man, very good. Someday I will repay your kindness with one wish. You can ask me. Then I'll grant it."

"whatever?" jiro asked with a faint smile.

"Whatever, tell me now if you want to." Miko pulled her hand.

"Not now, maybe someday. I'll charge it." Jiro smiles.

"All right."

"You're here, young master Jiro."

Jiro and Miko looked back, seeing Zoya already standing behind them with some of her bodyguards. Zoya walks over and sits on a chair opposite them, without being asked.

"What are you looking for me for?" jiro asked, staring dislikefully.

Zoya smiles cynically in response to Jiro's question, her gaze diverting to Miko. "You, you always follow the young master everywhere you go, like glue."

"Why? any problems?" miko's hand arrived just spoiled on Jiro's arm. Makes the man not understand. But from the way they spoke and the look in the eyes of the two girls, there was a cold war between the two. But Jiro still did not understand, what was between the two girls. One mobster, another soft but wild.

"Of course it's problematic, making my view less comfortable." Zoya turned her eyes to Jiro.

"Oh yeah? mean you're still normal as a woman." Miko leaned her head against Jiro's shoulder. Makes Zoya even more disliked.

"Look, what's the matter. You want to meet me?" tanya Jiro tried to melt the tense atmosphere.

Zoya stood up from her seat, her body slightly bent looking at Jiro and smiling mischievously. His hand stretched out, touching Jiro's lips with his finger. "Not here, I want just the two of us." Zoya's eyes glanced cynically at Miko who was coldly responded to the girl.

Zoya pulled her hand and stood up straight. "I'll wait until you're ready, young master Jiro." Then the girl just left the two of them.

Jiro glanced at Miko who pulled her head and hands away from Jiro. "Do you like him?" ask Miko coldly.

"What's? like?" Jiro laughed a little. "Of course not."

"But you're going to fulfill the invitation, aren't you?" Miko stood staring at the gawking Jiro not understanding with the two girls.

"You-you?"

"Once you go, I'm going home. Don't forget my request," cut Miko off, then stepped her foot leaving Jiro stupefied.

"Why with them?" mumbling Jiro