Let Me Remove Your Wounds, Mr. Mafia.
Curious

After the party is over. Amera was asked to stay at Delmon's house. Even master Delmon's bodyguard had already helped him to take all of his belongings. The wedding will begin soon. She was still so hesitant when it came to marrying a man she had absolutely no love for. Not even that guy hates her. After knowing the truth. Everything changes, Deon who was originally good to him. She did not expect Amera to accept her father's offer to marry her.

Amera who felt snagat could be in her room from earlier. He decided to get out of his room. Walk slowly to the kitchen. Several times Amera's eyes were fixed on the bodyguards so many scattered in every corner of the room.

"This house is like a prison!" amera's annoyance in her heart. He sighed. Confidently walking past a few guards who were on guard.

After taking one glass of water. Amera stepped out of the kitchen to the living room. Steps ceased. His eyebrows are linked to each other. When he understood the figure of a man sitting by himself.

"That, Dion?" grunts Amera. He stepped very carefully. Menciba made sure if it was Deon.

"Dion!" Call Amera. Start talking to Dion.

"Dion, what are you doing?" ask Amera. He accidentally meets Deon who sits alone in the living room. He just kept quiet while daydreaming. I don't know what that guy was thinking. Even the cell phone lying on the table kept ringing. Dion didn't even notice him, or, on purpose, he wouldn't pick up a phone call from someone.

There was no response from Deon. Amera put her foot up. He walked over to Deon. Pat the man's shoulder. Deon was surprised. Deon looked to the right. He looked at the figure of Amera standing beside him. With his right hand he holds a glass of water.

"What are you doing?" asked Deon annoyed.

"I asked from earlier. You didn't answer. What do you think, "Amera sat beside Dion.

"Nothing!" dion Jutek.

"Are you still thinking about your ex-boyfriend?" ask Amera.

"No!" said Dion. He turned his eyes away.

"I'll go first." Dion got up from his seat. He immediately set his foot off leaving Amera alone.

"Wait!" say Amera. "Are you angry with me for the marriage."

"No, sleep! Don't think too much. I will also accept what my father said. I won't reject it. But that doesn't mean I like you" Dion said. Without waiting for an answer from Amera. Dion took his foot off. He walked away from Amera.

Amera sighed. He pursed his lips. Sit on the sofa behind him. While sipping a drink that was earlier in the grip of his right hand.

"Am I wrong if I marry her.I just want to know about my sister. If he really was my brother's killer. What I think hang. Then I have to get into his life. To prove it all." - Bella grumbled. Hissing softly. The tapering hand slowly placed a glass of water on the table.

"What exactly is he planning. Why did he kill my brother? But, strangely why would Delmon tell you that the killer was his son? Does he have any other intentions?" Amera. He's biting his lower lip. Feeling this is a serious problem. He immediately moved from his seat. A crazy plan suddenly appeared in his head.

Amera closed her footsteps. The two nata looked around. Feeling safe, Amera walked to a room away from her bed. There are a lot of guards there. In fact, Dellon was seen coming out of his room. And, walking towards a room not far from his room. Feeling suspicious, Amera walked even closer. He was trying to dodge some guards who were pacing around.

"Damn a lot of guards!"

"Sir, there's someone looking for you" the guard said. Delmon came out of the room again. I have to make another plan later. I can't possibly go in there. Moreover, the guards there are very tight," muttered Amera shriek. No more wanting to know further

Amera seger is allergic from there. Before it is discovered and will create new problems.

Amera ran into her room. Don't forget to close the door. Locking the door to his room was very tight.

Shaking the phone on the table was very hard. Amera immediately took her phone. Look at his cell phone screen. She saw Bella's name contact on her phone screen.

"Bella, what are you doing? Why are you calling at night."

"How's your job?" ask Bella.

Amera sighed. He rubbed his forehead up to the top of his head. "Yom, Bella. I just got into this house. I don't know everything here yet. I have to do it very carefully,"

"Alright, I will continue to monitor" said Bella at the end there.

"Oh, yeah! When did you get married? Hear you're getting married?" ask Bella.

"Two days left. I'm getting married to Dion. And, you should come. I don't want to know. Don't reason for anything."

"All right! I must have come." replied Bella.

"You help me,"

"Surely,"

"Tomorrow, immediately go to the place I sent earlier. I've already chatted her address to you. I'm waiting for you, there's someone who wants to see you."

"Who?" tanya Amera frowned confusedly.

"Later you will know too. Tomorrow at 8 am. You should be there already" Bella reminded.

"Always curious. Why don't you tell me who wants to see me?" ask Amera.

"It's secret!" said Bella. While chuckling small. "Already, you better rest now. I'm going to someone's house, too."

"Don't tell me you want to meet the boss who obviously hurt you" Amera said. She always knew how Bella behaved when she was fighting with her lover. Especially if he's upset.

"Just calm down, I've given him to the underprivileged. Better, live happily like this" Bella said.

"Yes, already! Go, careful. I'm sorry I can't always be with you anymore" Amera said.

"No problem! You are also busy with tasks and planning. And, about the paper you stick on the wall. I cleaned everything. I'm afraid I'll know,"

"Yes, thanks!"

"Ready!" Bella was just waiting for her call. Without talking at length again to Amera. He did not want Amera to know that he was still very sad after losing his girlfriend.

Amera put her phone back on the table. He immediately laid tjnuhnga dj on the bed. Both hands are outstretched. Eyes looking up. Carving a balcony so neat above the sky of his room. A thin smile etched on Amera's lips.

"I have to find out, soapa Delmon. Why does she know all about my brother?" the question popped up again in Amera's head.