Mr. Mafia Is Mine
Chapter 37

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Window curtains waving when the afternoon wind enters the room is not too broad with shades of ivory white. The black haired child came slowly. The narrowed eye bead hides behind the sakura eyelids. Footsteps that enter the study room cannot be caught by the auditory senses. The pregnant woman was seen enjoying her rest. Uh! No. gabe. He seemed to want to laze around by learning Japanese. Even though the teacher who taught him had such a handsome face. The jet-black haired woman of less shoulder was very lazy to learn.

The hand that is folded on the table, becomes a sideways face. The door opened slowly, the whistling of the door sounded. Footsteps can be heard clearly. The dark brown eye bead highlights the woman who has become the wife of her father's first brother. Footsteps are increasingly visible wide approaching the table. The corner of his tail peeked at the front door. Two burly men were seen standing firmly staring out of the room. Both are special in place right on the wife side of the big boss Yakuza.

Breathing slowly sounded faint. The narrow dark brown iris of the eyes looked back at the comfortable face of Dera. The pregnant woman looks so comfortable. Plus the temptation of the noon wind brings you into the dream even further. The corner of his lips lifted high. Pregnant women look different. Evidently, the heart of this handsome man shook violently when he looked at Dera's sweet face. Leo's hand moved on its own. Touching the naughty brat covered Dera's face. The smile on the sexy thick red lips was getting clearer. Leo's face was getting closer to Dera's. The woman, who was six weeks pregnant, was unaware of what was going on. Dreams are too beautiful to live. Dark brown eye beads are seen staring intensely at Dera's wet pink lips. The longer the distance the more it erodes quickly.

"Hem!"

Deheman loudly carried that handsome face away. That heavy tone has not been heard for a long time. Quite capable of paralyzing some of Leo's burly body senses. Leo didn't flip his body to that of the father. He was still turning his back on Zeo's body. The body of the man who gave himself life. In the doorway Zeo is seen putting on a flat face. The sound of pantofel shoes is clear. Up to a stocky body with some scars and Irazume on the body has now stood behind Leo's body.

"Don't you understand what punishment you'll receive if you dare to see the Yakuza Boss' Wife?" zeo said in an intimidating tone, "What else would you like to touch her?" continue with a hostile tone.

A cynical smile was pulled down violently. On what basis does this man teach him. He also has the highest Yakuza blood. Same with Hiro.

"Yes. Of course I know this. But what a pity, I'm not Hiro's subordinate." He turned his body towards his father for the first time. After a long time since the bloody incident.

**DEG!

DEG!

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There was a flowing vibration touching Zeo's old heart. It was as if the dark brown netra that was now staring intently at him was pouring a lot of hate right into Zeo's sharp black bead irises. No tone has been blown. There was no other tone in that vast room. Only the roar of Dera's breath heard regularly. Two men of different ages did not reveal the hidden word behind the chest. Leo with deep hatred. In contrast to Zeo Yamato. Where the forty-eight-year-old man seemed to be questioning the sense that was engulfing himself.

The clinking of the clock seemed to be a beautiful tone between the son and father who had not met for a long time. Groans behind Leo's body brought the body to both turned to look at Chubby Dera's face. Dera yawned slowly, before stretching his body. He rubbed slowly into his two eyelids. Before staring at his strange handsome father-in-law at an age that was no longer young. Before turning his gaze towards Leo. Teachers who teach Japanese. Friend of the husband. Dera's forehead folded thin, when he felt a strange aura between the two.

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"What else do you want?"

Unhappy question tones are clearly drawn. The sharp dark brown eye bead stared in dislike towards the woman who had given birth to it. The red-haired maron looks ripped off. Heard an unpleasant question from the son. Nomi stood expressionlessly beside the Boss.

"Is this your welcome to your mother?" cynical Kara hard.

Cigarette ash in the air. Large companies become the right place for meetings to both. Jaw firmly Hiro tightening.

"You really make me sick!"

"What's? Great?" decak Hiro is loud,"Which mother has no feelings for her child. Which mother let her child almost die just to be able to get her unloving man back!!!" hiro continued in a deep tone.

Kara tight-lipped. Aye! Which mothers treat their children cruelly. Just for a job and the love of the father. If she really was a mother, then she wouldn't be that cruel. Just because of Zeo's anger. Who left Kara, for the murders that took place. Hiro almost died. This handsome guy almost died when the hot lead was released by Zeo. When the former Yakuza boss was riding. Throwing a bullet through Hiro's heart. An eight year old boy. Feeling the hot lead from his biological father's hand. Just because I want to make Kara feel what she feels. At that time, Kara's face did not look frightened. When red liquid seeps from Hiro's body. The red-flavored lady only glanced at a glance before ordering her men to take her to the Yakuza Special Hospital.

Back then, little Hiro was determined. I will never rely on anyone else in my life. Especially the mother, she was determined to become a stronger and stronger man. Although at that time, the pale lips were calling out Kara's name. He hoped that the mother would hold the rough little hand. With different tears. Pray to God so he can be saved. Honey, hope is just something empty for little Hiro. Until the poor boy made a promise he wanted to keep.

"Don't you know, Mom's position back then?" kilah Kara with a soft tone.

"For you, power is more precious than me. And right now I'm choosing power and wealth that you can't imagine, Mom. I am the one who rules my life. You can't interfere with that. Don't forget, I still won't forgive you for the death of my wife's family." Said Hiro rising from his luxurious sofa.

"If you don't forgive me what will you do?" challenge Kara with a dislike tone.

"Certainly deprive all your authority and wealth. So, back to Japan today. This is all I can do, before my patience runs out Mom!" persemat Hiro firmly.

"K—kau!!!!" kara shouted loudly with a thunderous tone.

"Please get out of my office and my wife's country!"

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A warm hug on Dera's petite body, carrying the warm smile of the sweet lady. The pointed chin perched beautifully on Dera's shoulder. Occasionally the rough palm rubbed the surface of the stomach that was still flat.

"I'm happy," exclaimed Hiro in a soft tone.

"happy?"

"Hem. I'm happy, because you're by my side. And six more months, we'll welcome the new members." Hiro replied, slowly peeping Dera's right cheek gently.

"I'm also happy. Mom and Dad said I should take care of my health. When pregnant like this I miss Mother," said Dera with a cheerful tone.

The sharp dark brown eye bead looks cute. He had to do many things so that the wife was not depressed. Really am! Hiro regretted what happened. Maybe it's not fair. Just because Kara is her mother. Hiro can't do the same to Kara. Kara, as a child. Hiro can't kill him.

"I'm sorry, De!" A soft cry in the heart can only be carried as the wind of night.

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