Mr. Mafia Is Mine
Chapter 52 (Season 2)

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Where is this, Bucin Dera-Hiro???

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Green tea vapor billows in the air. The cold of the morning in Japan completely freezes. A jet-black bead of eyes, staring at the scene below. There are so many people in the morning blind. Japan is a busy country. People who live in the Sakura Country are always reluctant to neglect the time available. Unlike the Indonesian Country that seems relaxed.

"First day of work, I hope it will be better than in Indonesia." Monologue Bian took a slow sip of his Tea water.

Do not know why he chose to become Japan as a place where he developed his knowledge. This dashing guy, too tired with his country. Remembering each day is still thinking the same thing. When his busy time had stopped. Not to mention the problem a few weeks ago made his head feel like it wanted to break.

Not breathing slowly. The memory of his brain returned a few weeks ago. Before he decided to take a job in Japan.

The flashback

The glasses that framed his nose were placed slowly on his desk. Bian's work hours ran out a few minutes ago. But this man chose to stay in his place. He felt lazy to go home. His back is rested in the chair as comfortable as possible. Before his right hand pulled the desk drawer. Issue a letter to anyone who is willing to try working at a Japanese Luxury Hospital. For a few months. Develop his abilities even more.

The knock on the door leaf made Bian's limelight cut off. He chose to keep the notification letter back to its original place. Before opening the sound again.

"Lake in!" exclaim Bian lantang.

Creat!

The wooden door creaked as it slowly pushed. The warm smile of the beautiful lady up ahead was visible. Jihan closes the door again, before entering Bian's special room. Jihan swung the bushel she was carrying.

"Come, eat first. It's my mom's cooking, I said you don't have an appetite. Therefore, my mother made food to your tribe!" Excited Jihan rubbed the provisions she brought while commenting on the smile.

Bian returned the smile thrown by his friend. This man stood up from the chair stepping following Jihan sitting on the sofa. Ungainly, Jihan sat down beside Bian. Open one by one the box cover.

"Well! Aunty cook a lot turned out," exclaimed Bian trying to cheer up.

"of course. When I talked about your condition to Mama. He's very worried about your health, Bi!"

"I'm not good with Auntie!"

"If it doesn't taste good, you'll have to finish the food my mother made!"

"Of course."

This handsome doctor started grabbing the spoon and fork. Jihan looked at Bian's handsome face with an unusual look. This woman is eager to do many things for the man she loves. Make Bian back to the way he was. Cheerful and so warm. Not as of now. These guys tend to be more self-closing. And live in the shadow of the past.

What are the advantages of that woman? Until the best friend and the man he loves is so charming. Honestly, in Jihan's heart, she hated Dera. Because that woman Bian became very much changed. To the extent that, Jihan no longer knew whether the man who was eating the food he brought was still the same person.

When he first met, Jihan already felt her dislike for Dera Sandya. It's just that he couldn't possibly show it clearly would be his dislike. To instigate this little brother, indirectly. In order not to accept Dera who is not equal to exit Winata. The unbeautiful and highly educated Dera did not deserve to be with the Bian Winata. Who would have thought if at that time, Keyla was instigated. Teenage children who have passionate emotions are able to drive Dera from Bian's life.

Although, Jihan sees the destruction of the man she loves. He thought, it will only be temporary will not drag on. Bian will forget about Dera, as has happened to this man's former lovers. Even Aurora, the pretentious girl who was insignificant was able to be depak easily. Even in the name of a friend. Yes, in the name of friendship in which there is a heart.

"What are you daydreaming about, Ji?" Bian shouted out the daydream of Jihan.

This beautiful woman did not know just because she remembered the story of the past. Bian has finished his meal.

"Have you finished eating?" ask Jihan to look stupid.

Bian smiled as he slowly looked at the friend who looked strange today. Looks so dreamy. Even some of the questions he asked were not answered. Until he ate. Bian tidied up the box. Reconstruct, before standing. He should go home now as he did.

Hap!

Bian freezes while getting a hug from behind by Jihan. Although, he and the woman behind his body had long been friendly. Excessive physical contact is never done. Same with his former lover. Physical contact that they often do is just a hand grip no more. What else with this friend.

"Ji!" Excited Bian tried to let go of Jihan's embrace.

"Please don't let go of Bi! I really want to hug you and be a woman to you." Pinta Jihan tightened her embrace on Bian's hard belly.

"Hey! What's that supposed?" Bian asked who was still trying to let go of Jihan's embrace. This woman is so weird.

The hug was let off quite violently by Bian. This man doesn't know what Jihan wants. Bian flipped his body, until the two of them could see each other's expressions.

"What's the lack of me in your eyes, Bi?" ask Jihan rau.

"What are you lacking? I don't know what you mean here, Ji!"

"You don't know?" ask Jihan in disbelief, "You pretend you don't know. You clearly know how I feel about you, Bian. I consider you more than a friend. Ilove you. Love you so much Bian!" continue very slowly. It can still be caught by Bian's goons.

"Damn I———"

"What's more that ugly woman huh? Until you're so damn good at her. Refuse what I can give you. She doesn't have a pretty face, isn't attractive, doesn't have a high education not even equal to yours. Not like me!" Jihan exploded already.

Bian Winata was stunned. So dejected is Dera in the eyes of this one friend.

"You.."

"Love has never seen anything like that Jihan. And love never measures the degree of someone he loves. I'm disappointed in you!" lirih Bian's.

This man turned his body. That's enough. He didn't want to argue more when he saw Jihan crying. He walked quickly to the table. Grabbing his car keys. Her wrists were choked and pulled back to face Jihan. Bian closed his eyes. The man doesn't know when Jihan undid her shirt. Featuring a sea-hunting tangtop that contrasts with its pale white skin.

"Look at me Bian! Am I not attractive in your eyes!" exclaim Jihan with a broken tone. She has thrown away her pride as a woman.

Bian exhaled a rough breath. Before opening her two eyes. A loud jolt made Jihan's body fall onto the sofa. Bian grabbed the car keys in a quick motion. Both jaws are hardened. Stepping wide towards the exit.

Flashback off

Bian again gave a rough sigh. He thought getting away from weird relationships was better. Hopefully Japan can make it more relaxed.

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Two people sit in the mini bar of the Yakuza mansion. Fighting for how handsome a Hiro Yamato who is now struggling with kitchen utensils. The white shirt is folded up to the elbow, showing how hard and sturdy Hiro's arm is. In perindah with prominent hand veins contrasted with her white skin. Two buttons in open. Really am! Looks very dashing.

The swish sound of the wok kala collides with a little oil and bolognese sauce cooked in medium heat. Hiro Yamato looks like a great chief now. Three plates of spaghetti have been served at the mini bar. The savory and delicious aroma tempts the worms in the stomach to start the demo. Hiro turned off the stove fire before stepping closer to the mini bar. Carrying three dishes containing spaghetti close to the stove.

The sauce is poured slowly over the spaghetti. Hiro smiled broadly when he saw the results of his artificial food had passed. Step closer to the table. Eligibility of two plates before one plate follows. Dera and Sean look enthusiastically down from the mini bar chair. Step closer to the dining table which is not far from the place of cooking.

"Please sit down My love and my prince!" Hiro yanked the two wooden benches in turn.

"Thank you Brother!"

"Thank you Papa!"

Two voices sounded simultaneously. Hiro followed sitting in front of his two.

"Good meal!" Call the three at once. Before starting to reach the spoon and fork that has been provided on the table.

Hiro postponed his meal. Just to see the reaction to the two precious people in front of him. Dera and Sean are seen eating spaghetti bolognese which has been made by Hiro.

"Well! So yummy. How can Papa cook. I thought only Mom was good at cooking!" Sean cried in between his chews.

"Slow down before you speak, baby!" dera Tegur. The pregnant woman looks anxious to see the behavior of the son.

He grabbed a tissue on the table rubbing Sean's mouth that was smashed by the Sauce. The owner just smiled broadly, an innocent smile.

"Of course Papa can cook. Only foreign food. To eat Indonesia Papa can not. Because it's too complicated and there's a lot of seasoning," Hiro replies before rolling the spaghetti with a fork.

"Sen could cook too. Yes, Papa's great Sean didn't!" sean is full of spirit.

Dera returned to eating the food he craved. Eat with calm. Let the two of them talk.

"Right now focus on school and martial arts and shooting Sean. Cooking is easy. Papa wants you to be able to do those two things first" Hiro replied firmly.

This man really wants Sean Yamato, the son is able to master both. If he could he wanted Sean to be a sniper. Because after all the position as the young master of the Yakuza is not easy. Moreover, all this time, Hiro had never been hard on Sean. This guy wants to, Sean's taking the initiative to do it all. Being the young master of the Yakuza has not guaranteed members will recognize and become the successor to the Yakuza. It could be, this position is captured easily. If his substitute is a weak man.

Unlike Dera, the wife who wants Sean Yamato to become an ordinary person. Hiro not so. This man wants a versatile son. Living in a harsh world will cause a lot of pain. If the person is unable to survive in the midst of world violence. Although, he is currently the one who occupies the highest office in the Yakuza. It is not the department that he obtained easily.

"Good Pa!" sean in the end.

Sean is not a stupid kid. I don't understand what my father said. Many dangers lurked either himself or the mother. And Sean has to be a strong and tough man to protect what's precious to him.

"Sean can be what she wants, sister!" Dera opened his voice.

Dera doesn't want Hiro to put too much pressure on Sean. Even if you know what the husband means. Being the successor to the Yakuza is not an easy thing. As the husband once said. What kind of training he does. What insanity has Hiro gone through.

And Sean's gonna be ten tomorrow. At that age that will be the peak and the beginning of a young master Yakuza will get Irezuki or known as a tattoo in some countries. Of course, this is not just a tattoo. The making and emblem of the group is in it. When Sean is able to prove himself if he deserves to be the Yakuza successor. Then that's when he'll get Irazumi in his body.

Hiro commented on the gentle smile."Sure dear. Our son will be what he wants!" Hiro grabbed the palm of the wife who was on the table. Swiping slowly. Give the wife tranquility.

Hiro did not want this woman to think too much. Hiro is not a cruel father. But that does not mean, he will let his son dissolve in his protection.

"Allowed Sean?" hiro asked turned to Sean the son.

Sean nodded slowly."Sure Pap!" Reply smiling.

Father and son both know what lies they tell. Sean knows sooner or later he will take on a big responsibility. The boy who always looks innocent and funny in the eyes of Dera the Mother. Not a child like that really. This kid! More dangerous than it looks. Look at the slanted smile he put out on his father. And Hiro knows who and what his son looks like. The child will be just like him.

Let Dera with his unwillingness to the original nature of the son who is always in say funny. And if you can let it be.

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