The Mafia With Luv
memory

   Silent, dark, but not too quiet because it can be heard very clearly, the sound of footsteps that intersect, come and go so deafening, sometimes a vibrating sound is heard, and sometimes the sound is heard, some people spoke to each other in a high enough tone, they were all busy, busy with impromptu orders given by the owner of the house.

   There was no conversation between the two people, since it was struggling with their respective thoughts, jaerin with his concern about an oh one-hun who never picked him up, jaerin, sometimes the jaerin peeked behind the curtains of the guest room he was in, looking at the crowded surroundings in the middle of the night that should have been quiet, he saw some guards starting to spread, more than ever before, looks like sehun really called his entire bodyguard—double guard for the safety of the jung jaerin.

   "No need to worry, an oh sehun won't just die."

  Jaerin looked directly at the owner of the voice, it was true that it would not be easy to die, but he was worried very much. Sehun was not a person who was immune to weapons, it was natural that jaerin worried about the man who had a special place in his heart.

  "Better now that you sleep, tomorrow will be more tiring than now." Bargain josline, patting the empty side on his king-size bed.

   Jaerin had been tempted by the offer of josline, but the thought was immediately he tepis, there was no way he could fall asleep soundly while everyone was struggling with fear.

   "I can't." Jaerin.

  The girl was still faithfully monitoring the guards from behind the window, noticing an oh sehun was giving directions to her entire bodyguard, her face looked very firm, her jaw was hardened as well as her eyes were sharpening, she said, said a lot of seriousness in his speech, even though he could not hear jaerin.

   "Jaerin, how's wonwoo?" Tanya josline who managed to make jaerin's body stiffen, because she did not know the condition of wonwoo after the incident that night. He was unable to contact his best friend, because sehun did not give him the opportunity to ask news, reasoned jealous with wonwoo, even though he had explained several times that he and wonwoo only had a friendly relationship.

   Jaerin chose to sit on a small sofa in the super-large room, staring at the josline with sadness, showing how sad jaerin is when it comes to wonwoo.

  Josline, who is a medical graduate student with a major in psychology, immediately knows what happens when he sees the face of jaerin mimic. He knew there was a lot of sadness and regret in jaerin's facial expression.

  "What's going on?"

  "I shouldn't have brought wonwoo into this. That night I tried to run away from a sehun, did not think long I went straight to the wonwoo apartment, asked for protection to him, hoping to no longer meet with oh sehuh. But, in fact, I was wrong, so I found me and almost killed wonwoo."

  Sorry, sick, that can describe the feelings of Jaerin when remembering about wonwoo, his best friend who was dragged into this problem because of his actions.

  Josline, who heard the explanation, stared intently at Jaerin, moved quickly toward him and sat down beside the jaerin.

   "If I'm late, it's possible that wonwoo will be gone, but luckily I'm on time. I begged one-hun to let go of wonwoo, made myself a bet and handed me over to one-hun. But after that, Sehun didn't give me access to call wonwoo, and I don't know how things are going right now."

   Hearing the explanation of jaerin, josline could not speak anymore, now he damaged the rough hair, worried and felt stupid with himself. He and Wonwoo not just have a friendship, josline has long harbored feelings for the cold-faced man, but wonwoo often said that he had an interest in other girls, he said, that makes josline must step back and close his desire to fill the empty space in wonwoo's life.

   "You can call him, josline." Jaerin said, rubbing his best friend's back slowly, even so far jaerin knows the feeling of josline on wonwoo, can only encourage him.

   "Can't jaerin, can't!" Frustrated josline yelled, his long hair he crept very hard, even like a ripening.

   "Why?"

  "Everyone just knows that Josline is dead in a car accident. Including wonwoo." Lirih josline, who now covered her face with both hands, hid all the pain she had been hiding.

   "Ba—how can?" Jaerin glared in shock, whether there was so much that he missed until he did not know that josline had been declared dead.

   "Sehun wasn't as good as what you saw Jaerin, he also killed my parents for his ambition, and if I didn't do this, he'd kill me, too, I can't do anything anymore, I offered to sehun to help him do his wish and end up like this, living as a cloe, not a josline anymore." Obviously josline who managed to make jaerin surprised not play, he can not say anything, because he understands the position of josline.

   "Jaerin, I beg you, stay away from it from now on, I'll help you run away from one another." Josline stared fixedly at the jaerin, clutching his hands together very tightly.

  Jaerin shook his head slowly, not wanting the statement to come out of the josline's mouth. "Sehun just used you jaerin, did you ever think? Why defend you after knowing that you're the son of his parents' killers?"

  Skavers.

  Jaerin was silent with all the confusion that was very dizzying, he did not realize it, about what josline said was a very painful reality. Jaerin let go of the josline's grasp on him, throwing his face at the thought of his own stupidity unaware of it.

   "Jaerin, the one who's after you right now wants something that your parents are hiding all right. And they know that you're the key to finding it. Therefore, one must defend you, not because of his love for you, but because one also wants the things that are hidden by your parents. If you don't believe me, you can come to your house, there's already searched all your stuff, but no he didn't find anything."

   Jaerin clenched his hands very hard, his eyes showing a huge look of anger. Not to deny that what josline says is the truth. Jaerin's body trembled violently, he was unable to describe how shocked he was about it. But certainly, josline speech has opened something in jaerin, a hatred that he seeks to pendam, re-injured when he knew that he was only used as a material utilization.

  ***

    Jaerin felt, he was very far from one year, not in terms of distance, about himself who did not know himself as one now. In the past, the jaerin knew that one was only a handsome man who had been ravaging, not a person who was considered vile and cruel.

  For him as sweet as a sweet man, in a love drunk who was infatuated with him during High School, not as rebellious, sadistic and bossy as well, he felt further away, more distant, in terms of feelings on the figure he is now in the middle of breaking his hair slowly.

  A jet black with a characteristic citrus fragrance, every morning will greet jaerin, never change in the selection of such things, so that it will settle if it is comfortable with something, so it will be, even the shampoo he uses now.

  Jaerin can not describe his feelings now, suddenly there are many doubts about the love that should be expressed, not sure about the bet that should do just for a love, not sure, which may have been lost for a long time. Jaerin stared at one who was still asleep in his sleep, not intending to disturb, because here he was thinking about many things in a gaze.

"You're daydreaming."

  Jaerin to a jerk, because suddenly a glimpse of the kiss landed on his lips, the man who was asleep was staring at the jaerin deep, his face was still very messy indicating that a new one woke up, or rather opened his eyes, the, because from now on one day was conscious and just pretended to be asleep.

  Jaerin commented on a thin smile, it had become routine for him if a kiss like that was given to him. Not refusing, nor not retaliating because now jaerin is trying to look strong. Back rubbing that jaerin do on the hair smooth oh sehun, very slow, soft full of feeling. Can not lie that his anger at sehun, will never be able to eliminate the feeling, his love for sehun is still strong as before, never reduced in the least.

  That silly question sukes to make a chuckle, it seems one understands why jaerin asked that. Sehun did not answer and instead tightened his hug on Jaerin, closing his eyes with a distinctive buzz of waking up that came out of his mouth one night.

   "Do I need to answer when you know the truth?"

   "I'm just afraid, you don't really love me anymore."

   "You can be scared, of course. But it will happen if I die someday. There's proof that I can't love you anymore, and that's when I let you be happy with someone else." Clearly one-hun, while rubbing the back of the jaerin who was still in his warm embrace.

  Jaerin smiled, inversely proportional to everything he now thinks, about a statement that was said josline. Making everything look gray, even the jaerin doesn't know if his heart is still the same or has changed.

   "Sun, I want to go to my house." Jaerin returned a hug, getting closer to one-hun.

   "For what?" Tanya slightly muttered.

  "I just miss my house, and I want to take some of my belongings out there." Said Jaerin, not entirely he lied, half just an excuse, and after all it was a reality that he would take his belongings left there.

   "Then, I'll ask my bodyguards to take it." Sehun's advice, which even further fosters curiosity in the self jaerin.

   "No way, I want to see my house too." Reject jaerin, he can not give up if this problem—ah error, so far so that always succumb to jaerin.

   "But jae—"

  Jaerin smothered a mouthful with his hands, staring dislikefully at the man for refusing his request. "Just for a minute, there's no harm in me going there anyway." Add another jaerin who has now been staring back at oh sehun.

    Sehun looks resigned, again succumbed to jaerin, can not refuse even for a request that he thinks is difficult, as long as it can still be digested, inevitably one must obey, he said, making the girl sad is a failure for an oh sehun.

   Sehun nodded, not answering as his mouth was still smothered by the jaerin palm. After getting the 'yes' answer from sehun, the jaerin immediately put his palm away from his mouth. A moment later, as the jaerin often did, the girl gave a kiss on the lips so one-sided, and this time she acted, just a glance because afterwards the jaerin stared softly at the one-hun.

   "I love you."

  ***

    As promised, now they are both in the courtyard of the jaerin house, a house full of memories, speechless jaerin at this time, so forgiving will a longing and case of love that their parents always give. His steps were slow, staring at every inch of his yard that was large enough, noiseless, or showing expression because it looked just a flat face that was hiding a lot of sadness.

A flash of memory flashed in jaerin's mind, he was so wounded, so. About how his family often do an impromptu picnic in the yard of a house full of green grass. A flash of memory about how his father and hwan fished together in a fish pond in front of the house. He who really likes to water flowers with his mother, and other beautiful memories that are increasingly remembered will bring jaerin to old wounds.

  Nothing has changed, everything still looks the same, in place. But not dismissing anything that was said by josline last night, is the truth, but maybe it can also be a lie.

  "Jaerin, let's go inside." Sehun patted her girl's back gently, not wanting jaerin to dissolve in her grief.

   Jaerin nodded softly, saying nothing and choosing to walk ahead of one year immediately opened the door of his large house. For a moment jaerin was silent on the doorstep, scooping up a lot of air as soon as he felt the enormous tightness on his chest.

  The shadow flashed clear, the memories of the past were so beautiful plastered on his sense of sight. Everything looks real, although in the end it is all just a delusion and mirage, not really there because it is just an illusion of deceiving the eyes, a brain work that shows many memories in the past.

   Strong, that word that jaerin kept saying in his heart. Starting to step his feet through every inch of his house, looking for oddities like what the josline describes, but nothing all looks the same, nothing changes.

  And so Jaerin arrived here, in front of the door of his father's study, which he believed held many secrets, it was possible that he did not find them because of ignorance, not careful, but it might not exist, it might not exist, at least Jaerin wished he knew what his parents were hiding.

  Jaerin pushed the door, the cold greeted his skin after seeing the AC in the room lit up, braced himself, returned to his original plan, finding the awkwardness to prove that what josline says is true.

   Exactly, jaerin discovered the strangeness in his father's work space, there are many things that move no longer exist in precisely, jaerin knows, jaerin, very detailed because only he and his mother can clean the work room, not just anyone, but now everything changes, he said, the picture frame of his family, which was previously on the father's desk on the right, now moved to the left, a picture frame of the rapeseed field fell and no longer attached to the wall.

  Also the absence of dust in this room is enough to prove that there was a deliberate, or has ransacked his father's work room. And Jaerin was sure it was an oh sehun.

   Jaerin tried to control his anger, venting for a moment the feeling of wanting to kill a sehun, he could not directly stab the man, let alone one that was a very reliable person. After feeling he could control his emotions, Jaerin grabbed the picture frame, hugged it and walked out of his father's office.

  Now running, towards his room, open the curtains of his room which is dominated by a glossy pink color that is very epic with integrated glitter in every corner of his room. The first thing jaerin looked for was his jewelry box, took it from inside the nightstand, ruffled everything, jewelry. Starting from rings, necklaces, bracelets, earrings, but all that is not his attention, jaerin instead took a small white box, grateful because it is still stored.

  A rose pendant necklace The giving of both parents is a memory that jaerin must keep well, and fortunately the item is not lost.

  "A very beautiful necklace." A heavy voice sehun disperse the daydream of jaerin, with a quick movement jaerin closed the small white box, not willing if one sees it.

  Because it could be, a small object with a rose stalk pendant is the reason jaerin became the target of the mafia.

  ***

**Defamation? NGAHAH sorry accidentally not updated, again busy with the flow of dear love school.

How did you understand? If you have not sukurin wkwkwk😂😒 conflict will enter in the front chapter maybe?

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Here's a picture of jaerin necklace, rich so the perisis**