Mafia And Me
Because of Lingei Fuckin' Damn

Heathrow Airport, London.

Ryander and Tiara are already inside the airport, both delivering Alea until Alea has checked in at the airport. Tiara and Ryander will calm down if Alea is already inside and then he will go to where the plane is located according to the Gate listed on the ticket.

“Thank you for helping me and delivering me,” Alea said hugging Tiara with teary eyes they hugged each other.

“Sama-sama Ale, if you have not forgotten to tell me well?” tiara Pinta. Alea nodded and soon Alea hugged Ryander and left something to tell someone.

“Don't worry I'll deliver it, be careful,” pinta Ryander.

“Let me know about Mike I need news of Mike at this time.”

“Devil like him will definitely be fine Ale. You don't worry about it, you have to save your life first, one day Mike will definitely look for you there, be careful Ale.”

Tiara nodded in agreement if Mike would definitely look for Alea who was not here anymore either.

Alea waved her hand to go inside, waving back to see those two people who had helped her a lot.

He walked to the gate that would be the goal of returning to Singapore to live a normal life as before.

'Can I forget all this sudden happening, so terrible and terrifying, ' Ale exhaled his long breath walking towards the gate by giving his ticket and passport to the guard in front of him.

Alea sat on one of the chairs at the side with a few people in front of her who were about to go home with the same goal.

"Why don't I just go back to Indonesia, along with my family but..” lirih Ale stopped when I remembered Mike's last words, Mike said, asking her to come home to Singapore for a while because Jeon will take care of you there, that remark that was remembered in Alea's head.

Alea tied handsfree to her ear listening to a song from her phone while exchanging messages with Tiara if she was safely at the gate.

“Nona, can you come with me for a minute?”

Alea turned to the side, watching the man beside her put on her waist with the firearm she was pointing at her waist.

“Why is this guy here again,” witty Ale feels the weapon on his waist getting pressurized.

“You coming or I kill it here?” asked with both eyes looking at the condition in front of him.

“Alright,” he said slowly and resigned.

Alea stood together with the man and there was another person beside him who was ready to carry his suitcase following the footsteps along with the man who was now embracing his shoulder.

“Hallo boss, the woman is already with us. Fine.”

That was all Ale heard from the phone call who knew who would bring himself back. Ginakah or the man berhoddie it?

They arrived at the exit, grabbed her hand and put Alea in the car next to her.

"Haii babby, I've finally found you back my lost one" said one person who Alea believes must be the old man Ryander and William told.

“Ck.

Alea was forced to sit with the door shut and the car drove away from the airport. Inside Ale looked at him in disgust, the man was aged but his manner was extremely humiliating, rubbing his thighs and leaning his face on his shoulder.

Alea let go of her leaner for being uneasy but Santhos pulled her back to embrace Alea forcefully.

How beautiful this woman who is very tempting herself, the aroma of her fragrant body as tempting and able to arouse the passionate sharia.

“Lepaksan Tuan..” Alea tried to let go of the old man's embrace.

“I want you here now and now babby..”.

“Cihh...I don't want to,” Alea said releasing the grip of the old man.

Alea underestimated the energy of the old man who had now locked him with a single pull of buttons Alea's royal clothes fell by showing the red bra he was wearing.  

Forcibly sucking on something so beautiful in his wavering chest, even if only the old man's side already wanted to grab him, the axe, the chest, kisses and slaps were just floated by the old man on Alea's face because it was always so hard that the corners of his lips were bleeding.

Ale grunted the old man to the point of slumping down there. The frenzy of Santhos who was making out back there could not be ignored the driver and his men already knew the man's attitude and they could only concentrate well driving his car to get to quickly mansionia.

“Basic bitch..”

Plaque!!!

Santhos hit back his face with Ale replying to him by kicking him, he should be able to keep his body untouched by this old man of Bangka.

Santhos thrust a knife in front of the woman, breaking Alea's hand in a car handle with the body part already open. Santosh was slanted because he could perform his depraved actions on the woman in front of him this time.

“You belong to me babby I've paid you dearly tens of Billion which the bitch sold you.”

“Cih...I don't want to..”.

Santhos approached forcing a kiss on Alea's pink lips that tempted her with compulsion to get what she wanted.

“I have to get you today too.what else are you still a virgin I will give you matchless pleasure babby..”.

“Ck...let me go,” strangle Alea.

Brugg!!!!!

A hard blow hit his car with a single blow was able to drag the car far and toppled in front of him.

Argh!!! Alea's moaning was aware of the wounds on his body and face, his hands were brogol with Alea's body that felt crumpled due to a hard hit hit on the car that was on the side.

Shit!!! Pekik Santhos who fell with blood pouring on his temple walked on all fours with a weapon in his hand to save himself, but the rescue action was caught red-handed by the man in front of there who had stood up gallantly who had brandished his weapon.

"Yail!!! The jerk mafia has moved quickly,” shrewd Santhos brandishing his weapon right in front of him the man.

“You jerk mafia The Black Rose.”

“Ck...old bangka you always ruin my plans You must die in my hands right now.”

“You're too confident The Black Rose.”

Santhos grinned looking intently at The Black Rose.

They both brandished weapons with both of them looking bold.

“You've weakened me Santhos and you've brought mine!” its decan.

“Mine?”

“Please say goodbye to The Black Rose because today, the day of your death,” Santhos said.

Dorr!!!

In the swift motion of The Black Rose aiming at the target right at his heart, the old man fell down in the hot smoke.

He walked over to the old man Bangka and made sure that his shot was right in his heart.

Evans smiled triumphantly lifting one of his legs on the chest of the old Bangka man, shooting him once again from a direction near the tapat in his heart back.

“Rest peacefully old man Bangka in the afterlife,” hiss Evans.

Evans came to the overturned car that the old man was riding in.

He crouched down in the car smiling smirkingly at the helpless woman in front of his eyes a body covered in wounds, hands drenched in torn clothes revealing a red hook in front of him, another trace of the old man was on his chest.

“K-you..”.

“Well me,” he said with a mocking smile at the fate of the frail woman before his eyes who was currently only staring at him with both of his wet eyes.

“Please say goodbye Alea, because today is the day of your death.

Dorr!!!

Heathrow Airport, England.

The golden green-eyed man walked over to his private ration for his poultice to his birthplace.

The man climbed the stairs and walked to the seat in his royal seat along with the legs of his hands and his guards. The direction of his eyes looked down at the crew who were arranging his private jet flight.

His heart was so happy because he had killed an old man who always messed with his plans while he was in England, but why did he feel so anxious about something that was not his nature.

There was one disappointment that he was holding in him at the moment, I don't know what it was but he felt disappointed. “Where is it?”

“As I've explained to you before. Didn't you leave him here and why did you bring him? Won't it be a problem later?”

The man was silent with a glass of wine in his hand, he knew the meaning of the question of his faithful confidant.

“Not going,” he said looks relaxed but sounds assertive.

“Then why did you help and bring him?” ask a believer who is none other than a woman.

"Wrong him, when I'm going to finish Santhos he's with him he'll be made a manger in his brothel!”

“Why do you care?” tanyanya back.

The man looked at the woman with cruel as if he was being interrogated by his own men, he did not like the person who always meddled with the problem, whether he would take her or not, he did not like the person who always meddled in the matter, letting the woman live or die was clearly the woman's death now in his hands.

The woman who now stood in front of him was full of question marks about the unusual nature of his parents. Because it was unusual for his master to bring a woman on his personal plane.

The green-eyed man sighed looking intently at the woman before him, with his mysterious smile.

“He has some business with me that has not been resolved, so you have no right to ask me why I brought him," he replied with a cold-looking face.

"Okay, Mr. Sorry, I,” he said lowered his head and returned to his back seat.

The man himself kept silent in the silence that enveloped him in his private rations towards his birthplace. 

All his men also know if his master does not like noise and crowds even though his life is always in the crowd will be brawled and shootout during his life.

“Alea..I'm disappointed in you,” someone's clean.

“Alea..”.

“Alea..”.

Seriate...