Mafia And Me
Family harmony and warmth

Evans' departure from his father's mansion, Alberto Colliettie, is certainly clear. Men like Evans Colliettie hate their own real fathers. Dad would kill his real mother even though Evans knew his mother was guilty.

Soaking up years of hatred just flowed from blood to flesh. Unwilling to owe Alberto a debt of gratitude, Evans chooses to leave, to stay away.

Evans sits on a sofa in a private house room right where his own private house he owns is in Spain. Away from Alberto and also taking Alea from the hospital to his home.

Evans treated the foolish woman, in his home with the private doctor he paid to treat the foolish woman who still closed her eyes unconscious even though she was equally injured. Ignoring the wounds on his body.

“Ck— normal life?” he remembered the words of Alberto.

“You're the one who made me like this! Living in a dark and cruel world, despite all that I don't want. You're the one who made me live like I was in hell!” lirih Evans with both hands clenched, revealing her handbook was white.

His life was not as easy as what Alberto told him. Wanting the normal life that he spoke to her with the fact that he could not escape the dark world that had always accompanied him, enveloped him. To what extent he avoids as much as he wants Evans wants a normal life, as strong as Evans wants.

Everything remains the same in reality. She's a Evans Colliettie, The Black Rose with a black world that just can't get out of her life. Cruelty, violence, carelessness, emptiness and even death. All of that had spread to his flesh and blood.

Evans Colliettie, The Black Rose is inseparable from the Black World that holds her back.

“Why should I meet the man back. The man who put the old wounds that I had buried deeply at once considered all dead and now returns as if presenting them. CK! Really shit.”

Evans got up from his seat carrying an empty glass and a bottle of vodka that he was holding walked into a room that looked minimal even though the afternoon sun out there seemed to sting the skin of his hands.

He walked by swinging the vodka bottle that had just been in his dikaya. Stand in front of a bed, settle down for a moment and walk back to the single sofa in front of him.

Evans sipped the vodka he poured into the empty glass he brought, poured the drink back after the glass was empty he had sipped and upheld it again. Enjoying the drink in silence with an unassailable look at someone who was sleeping for several days with wounds all over his body and head.

If according to the plan as previously thought. He should have gone back to Napoli instead of staying in Madrid and having to meet someone he hates.

However, the injuries Alea had obtained could not be ignored. Bleeding in her head with a gunshot wound to her stomach that had to be operated in the hospital that Alberto was carrying was not that easy the weak woman could wake up from her consciousness even though her current state was said to be stable.

“Doctor just checked it out. His condition is gradually improving Sir,” said Mika who was standing next to the sofa that Evans was sitting on.

Sipping his vodkan again with an ear heard the report from Mika. “We just have to wait for the woman to wake up,” Mika said back after the paid doctor who came every hour regularly to check on Alea.

“How long?” ask Evans without turning a glance.

“Uncertainable, length. Would you like to go back to Naples first?”

Evans fluttered as he took another sip of his vodkan. “Or we will take the woman to Naples?”

“No! Just leave him here. We wait for last night again.” Evans put his glass on the table near his couch.

“If he hasn't realized I'll be back first and you take care of the woman.”

“Good Mr.”

After a few minutes there was only silence with Mika still standing straight behind the sofa with Evans on her back. But in silence Evans with his sitting position that leads to the front of the middle bed looked at Alea's face closely.

Alea's still-asleep face looked very beautiful even though her face currently contained some cuts and bruises. Beyond Evans' expectations, the stupid woman he was so bad for turned out to be a brave woman in addition to the soft and sensitive side of Alea who was easy to cry. Strong with the feminine aura it has.

Evans was reminded of someone who was just like Alea. Because he used to have someone with a similar nature in the past who slowly faded from his memory, and Alelah managed to remind him again.

“He helped you Tuan—“

Evans let out a long breath his eyes still stared at Ale. “I know. After he regained consciousness, return him to his country,” Evans interrupted.

Mika was silent in her position with a strange thought enveloping her head, but at this moment Mika paused to ask her Master.

“I'm very sure, that's the compensation he wants.”

“Are you sure?”

Evans spends his drink he puts on the table by the couch in one gulp, “What else? That's the compensation he wants to get free of me. Besides, I don't need it anymore because my necklace is back.”

“Good Mr.”

Evans looked back right as Mika still stood faithfully behind him.

"Riander??!!"

“Who is that man and what is his motive for taking advantage of a stupid woman like her?”

“I've tried to find out. Ryander is a mercenary friend from Tiara and Jessie they know and are close to Alea. Ryander is a Singapore-British resident who has lived in London since childhood.

"Have a sister in need of a heart donor and her mother who is behind bars for theft. Ryander's job is a bartender at a night club.” Evans silently listened to what Mika told him.

“What's the connection with Mike Shander?!” asked Evans curiously.

“What I know to take revenge and do not know what Mike Shander has done to Ryander so that the man indirectly Ryander is currently making Alea for his act of revenge to Mike Shander.”

“What revenge??"

"I'm still looking for clarity on what kind of grudge Ryander's avenging makes Alea a decoy."

"Ck! Unexpectedly, Alea had a friend who was good at stabbing from behind, making use of stupid women like her for revenge and not directly plunging the weak woman with a cruel world like theirs.”

“I think so too Sir. Even their previous relationship was fine. When Ryander has no such intention.

"When Ryander gets someone's information he starts looking for information about Ale's whereabouts by going to a man named William who finds out the pregnant woman came to your mansion to take Alea, and he finds her, from there Ryander devises a plan by tricking the murderous brothers who have pure hunting motives to avenge the death of Santhos.”

Evans raises his eyebrows, understands Ryander's plan. “He thought he could use the brothers' assassins to kill me so he wouldn't have to intervene and get compensated if he succeeded? Tens of billions of dollars that?” its decan.

“True Mr.”

Evans smiled in anguish. “Really crafty. Who's gonna pay for it? and who's been making that bad news?"

“I'm still figuring that out, Mr.”

“Have you found out who Mike Shander really is?”

Mika breathed in deeply. “I'm sorry Sir, I haven't got any information on who Mike Shander really is. Like there's someone covering up Mike Shander's identity.”

“Find out everything.”

“Good sir, I'll find out more about who Mike Shander is and it looks like Ale doesn't know who Mike Shander really is and who Ryander really is. But I still wonder what reason Alea shot Ryander. Because I know he really expects the man's help,” said Mika who found out while in the room as bait.

Evans was silent for a moment, rising from his seat by approaching Alea closely. “I don't like this fact, if I owe my life to a stupid and weak woman like her,” sis Evans.

“I'm sorry Sir, I came late and Abraham knew this all.”

Evans sighed, the old man always knew what he was working with, Alberto's accomplices never missed a little information that he worked on until finally this time he was unlucky.

“How about the situation outside at this time.”

“Abraham has done it all. We are safe to go from here, although out there it is less conducive.”

Evans snorted always dismissively at the old man, even though the old man was so devoted to Alberto! But at least Abraham is the one who always removes the trail of chaos in which he is always enshrined.

“Abaraham is meeting with Mr.”

“For what?” ask Evans to investigate. Is the killer currently asking for a reward?

“I don't know, but there is something important that Albraham wants to say to Mr.”

Evans took a deep breath. Abraham always helped her even though she could overcome her own confusion without the help of a man like Abraham. But there was whether the man wanted to meet her. Is there really something important that is not about Alberto Colliettie.

“All right tell him to see me tomorrow morning.”

Seriate...