The Mafia's Whore
#61: The Past Must Be Forgotten

"W-What's up Dad?" gladies asked nervously, he gulped his saliva which suddenly felt dry.

Mr. Alexander smiled cunningly, it had been a long time since he had listened to this voice. "How are you? you didn't forget me, did you? or did you forget something?"

"Daddy,"

Mr. Alexander chuckled, then laughed out loud. He looked up, staring at the moon that was clearly emanating. He sipped the wine in his hand. "I thought you forgot something" mocked Mr. Alexander. Who doesn't know the past of the Gladies, of course he knows. But Jhonatan turned a blind eye to a woman like her.

"Dad, what do you want Daddy?" ask Gladies. When in fear haunted him, he remembered Jack's words. "Let's just relax, Dad, I'll definitely give Daddy an adorable grandson."

Mr. Alexander tilted at the corner of his lips. He simply thought his words were just a captive material for him. "Thank God, I want to hold a grandchild soon."

But not your son Mr. Alexander continued inwardly.

"Yes Dad, yes later I will visit Daddy, I'm glad Daddy will accept me."

Mr. Alexander scratched his un-itchy cheeks. He really likes his game, what if someday Gladies know Jhonatan has a grown child? really, he wanted to see it.

"Dad, I'm sorry about the past."

"No problem, only the past" said Mr. Alexander. He did not get along with Jhonatan, but Gladies always pasted all his words on Jhonatan.

Daddy should just forget about Daddy's past lady, what's Dad doing? the past won't calm us down? what else is only a woman whose origins are unclear.

He knew, the words of his son from the Gladies, the woman managed to make Jhonatan dark eyes, even against him. Maybe because the company he did not give.

"Yes, the past has to be forgotten."

"True Dad, the past doesn't have to be remembered, for our lives to be comfortable."

Mr. Alexander squeezed his phone, he wanted to see how much Jhonatan forgot about his past. He wants to know, is it true that the man can forget?

"Well, will the Gladies tell Dad. Daddy take care of his health."

"Yes, I'll close first." Pamit mr. Alexander. "A very intelligent person speaks, it must be proved."

Mr. Alexander put his phone roughly on the table beside him. He could not wait to meet Jhonatan, his best son.

While Bella, in the silence of the night, the wind blew through the open glass window, the curtains waving following the wind.

He faced the divine, raised both his hands, in his deepest heart with tears, asking forgiveness for him, his parents, his husband-in-law, Jonathan, and his family, she hoped that her ex-husband would be happy, as well as her, her hope in the Lord was given salvation for her and her son. He hopes that his son will obey God, not obey him, if he is wrong as a parent, then his son will remind him.

After she finished praying, Bella smiled, her heart calm and peaceful. As if his life had not happened. He stroked his flat stomach, he could not wait to see his son. His personal doctor has explained, his son is not known about the type because it is still a grain of corn. He hoped that four months would come, he could see his son.

"I'm hungry" said Bella, stroking her stomach. Since becoming pregnant, her diet has increased, unmitigated, she can eat four times or even five times. Even he felt his cheeks like a bakpao.

Bella tidied up her prayer equipment, then headed to the kitchen. Two servants were standing guard, and each night there would be two servants standing guard, master Alexander ordering the two servants to take turns, afraid that Bella would wake up and feel hungry. He was very caring and pampering for his grandson.

"Is madam hungry?" ask a servant leader. Right at 12 p.m., he'll turn on his alarm, just in case. Every night he would go around and see the madam.

"I want to eat meat" Bella said.

"Well madam, for the drink, does the madam want to drink something."

"No, just plain water" said Bella.

He sat there waiting for his food to come. Sometimes he saw two servants and a busy butler.

"Darling, you're happy, even if you're just the same mother. Em, no, there's a grandpa who's really pampering you" said Bella chuckling. He often spoke while stroking his stomach.