I'M Not A Mafia
Chapters 2. First Kiss

"Mother, I'm all set" Drago said, carrying a bag and suitcase in front of his mother.

Meysa hurriedly wiped the tears on her cheeks. He doesn't want Drago to see him sad. A few minutes ago the police herded Firo already taking her to the police station.

At that time Drago did not see because he was busy in the room, cleaning himself and doing other preparations. Drago doesn't know that his father isn't home.

"Where's dad, Mommy? Why don't I see him?" Drago started flailing right to left. He thought Firo was still inside.

"Your father has returned to the store."

Drago was shocked to hear his mother's words. He saw his face. Although Meysa had wiped it with a tissue, her eyes still looked swollen. Drago looked closer and stroked the woman's cheek, "What's up, Mom? You seem to have cried?"

To hold her cry again, Meysa just needed to catch her breath and exhale slowly, doing it over and over again until the tears did not drip. He did it every time he held back crying.

"So my mother's eyes were dusted" Meysa said twitching as she rubbed her eyes, "oh, yes. There were a lot of orders in the store. My employee was wrong to ask your father to help him. It's quite a lot of orders can be to increase pocket money and your needs later in Indonesia," he added, lying.

Disappointment in Drago's eyes. For the umpteenth time his father could not deliver him. Firo is too busy in the store, the togetherness began to stretch since one of their online stores had a scandal.

Drago felt his mother was lying, but he wouldn't say it. Very lazily Drago grabbed the backpack and carried it to the back. "So you didn't take me to the airport? Is work much more important than delivering a child who is a few months apart?"

Meysa doesn't like Drago's words about her father. That's not true, Meysa doesn't want to be honest. Because if he finds out his father was taken to the police station, Drago will be worried and delay his departure.

"Drago, don't talk like that about your father. Your father worked a bone slam during the night just for us. Many employees in their workplaces depend on their lives, making a living for their families. After all, there's a mother who'll take you," Meysa said, calming her son down.

Drago looked down unable to say anymore that his mother had advised. Compared to his father, Drago is more subservient to Meysa's words.

Two hours passed Drago had already reached the airport. Before leaving Drago kissed the back of his mother's hand, he loved Meysa dearly. For Drago his mother was his role model, "I'm sorry Drago was guilty. Drago will contact me later when he arrives in Indonesia. Take good care of yourself, Mother. Do not forget to eat and take your medicine. Drago's gonna miss Mom and Dad later."

Meysa smiled with irony. After tucking Drago's forehead, the two parted ways. Drago has to do the boarding time. Meysa would not let her son go alone.

"Part yourself well. Don't worry mother," cried Meysa as she waved at her son.

Meysa continued to look at her son's back which was progressively walking away. She was very sad and wanted to cry that very second. Today two of his men separated one by one. After this she had to go to the police station to see her husband.

I'm a strong woman, I can't cry, Meysa's inner self while rubbing the rough tears that are almost dripping. Whatever happens she must look strong in front of her child and husband.

The plane has landed. Now Drago has arrived in Indonesia. Before arriving, Calista promises to pick her up at the airport. Drago was also happy, he thought the girl was waiting for him.

Drago walked alone, pushing the suitcase, his eyes glancing to the right and to the left looking for Calista in the row of people who were waiting for his family.

"Where's Cali?" murmured Drago while reading one by one.

Drago did not like the crowd, his head suddenly dizzy to see people passing in front of him. Drago stood glued, holding his slightly dizzy head. Plus he was not feeling well and had not eaten from before leaving. Thinking of Firo, Meysa forgot to prepare her child's meal.

Drago let pass the people who passed him in front. He felt his head was starting to twitch.

Across there, somewhere else not far from Drago stood. A drink-seller girl was swearing angrily at a little boy. "Bing, wait don't run away! You haven't paid for my drink" the girl shouted.

The little boy called Bing continued to run fast, he did not care that the girl shouted while chasing after him. It was not without reason why he had chased after the little boy in the crowd. Bing had repeatedly taken drinks and did not want to pay for them.

"Don't run, Bing," cried Freya, the girl's name, "just look I'll catch you now. You won't be able to escape again, Bing."

Freya ran after Bing, passing some people who passed by at the airport. He's working part-time as a shopkeeper at the airport, if he doesn't get the little boy, the store owner's boss will fire him today. Because Freya is considered careless can not keep the tavern properly.

"Bas with the little thief, don't run. I'll take you to the police station" cried Freya again.

So crowded of people, he lost track of Bing. Freya sharpened her vision downward, looking for Bing. The little boy's body was very agile, he could escape while infiltrating between people's legs.

"Where is Bing? She ran away so fast?"

Because from earlier looking down, Freya did not realize there was a man who had been fixated on holding his forehead. Well, Drago was shaking in place while closing his eyes due to dizziness.

"Yeah, awass!" scream Freya.

Overly excited, Freya accidentally bumps into Drago's body. The two also unwittingly collapsed onto the floor in the condition of hugging each other together. Drago closed his eyes. When both fell unconscious their lips had touched. Well, it was the two of them's first kiss.

"Goddess!"