The King, Son of Mafia
Chapter 9 (Join)

Box of supplies in the open, Chubby cheeked girl is seen subduing his gaze. Delta stared at the girl beside Sean with an unreadable look. After the art painting class is over, Adella is pulled by Sean to ride with her to the roof. This guy was afraid that something would happen to Adella. Because he was a flirt with Adella in front of his other friends.

"How long has school been here, why haven't I seen you?" tanya Delta stared fixedly at Adella.

"It's only been a week" Adella replied.

Sean thrust a rice box with some side dishes in front of Adella. Still in sight by Delta, the girl folded into her two hands on the chest.

"Hey! Just eat again. Don't ask too many questions if the food is cold!" Sean put the chopsticks in front of the Delta bowl.

"I'm just curious. Because he's a new kid," Delta said in an annoyed tone, "What's wrong with asking!" Cibir Delta lowered his folded hand to his chest.

Adella just smiled.

"No problem. Ask what you want to ask Miss" Adella replied.

"Don't be formal. You're Indonesian, right?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Then just call me by a familiar name, Delta. That's myname. Oh, yeah, I don't know your name yet. What's yourname?" ask Delta vigorously.

Sean clucked at Delta's fuss.

"Ah, my name is Adella Putri. Delta can call me with Adella," Adella replied gently.

Delta choked. His head was tilted, the name he had just mentioned was very familiar. As if he had heard of it. But when and where?

"Easy-after. Let's eat, Art class is coming back in not thirty minutes?" said Sean.

"Yes." Yeah." Adella nodded quickly.

The three started eating. Sean occasionally puts side dishes on top of Adella's bowl. Makes that chubby-cheeked teenage girl look awkward.

What else did Delta's gaze in front of him look strange.

"Eat a lot. My mom's cooking is all delicious. If you want more, you can tell me. Mama will cook you food!" Kaya is passionate about promoting her mother's cuisine.

Adella forced a smile. Delta nodded slowly at Sean's strangeness. This friend of his is a man who is talkative. Although not as strict as Vian, Delta still felt strange. Sean Yamato usually, it would be like this when he was with Dera. Mother of the twins.

"Eat your food Delta. Don't stare at her like that, she's uncomfortable!" scold Sean.

Delta jerks. Scrambled by Sean's accusations.

"Hey, man! You wrong. Here what makes him uncomfortable is your treatment. Not my eyes!" reply Delta in an annoyed tone.

"Where is there!" argue Sean.

"You don't see above his bowl. Many side dishes. It's you!" delta doesn't like Sean's accusations.

Sean looked down, a shy smile in sight. Sure enough, on top of the bowl Adella was filled by so many side dishes.

Adella smiled faintly looking at the two. Now start fighting again. Friendship or mutual love? Which is true of this second relationship. Adella doesn't know exactly what her true relationship is.

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A gust of wind teases Sean's hairdo, to dance around. Smiles are still visible. He looked at the painting he made. This teenage boy was sitting on an adult-only swing. Enjoy the smell of roses. Who are carried away by the wind.

"His warm milk!" The cry in front of his body made the reverie flinch.

Dera smiled widely, while putting two glasses of warm milk and snacks on the table. Along with the tray he used to carry two glasses of milk and a snack. Dera stepped closer to the son sitting next to Sean.

"What's that?" dera asked glanced at the large picture book that was in Sean's hands.

Spontaneous Sean closes the picture book. Put her next to her body. With a funny smile. Dera just put on a calm face. The mother of four children is resuscitating her back on the back of a large swing in the middle of which she and the son sit.

"Ii——ini, it's nothing, Ma!" answer Sean stammered.

Remember.

"How was it today at school?"

"As usual."

"Related?"

"Eh?" Sean choked up, "I mean Mama?" he continued to throw the question back.

Dera patted Sean's hard shoulder. His son looks very handsome, looks funny if he is feeling pinched.

"I who?"

"Mama!" Sean replied with a folded forehead. I felt strange about my mother's question.

"Whose mother?" Dera again threw a question that was very clear answer.

"My mother" replied Sean slowly.

"Well, that's tofu. Mama's been pregnant with you and Vian for nine months. Cared for you until now. All your moves, Mama is much more understanding. What you feel, how you are. My mom knows much more. How can Sean hide the obvious from Mama, Hem?" said Dera slowly.

Sean quiet. This nineteen-year-old boy thinned his lips. Honestly, this was embarrassing for him. Talk about heart. Talk to the mother? Sean is not sure.

"Why doubt?" exclaim Dera who can read the expression of the son.

Sean was biting his lower lip.

"Because it's embarrassing" Sean replied honestly.

"Is falling in love embarrassing?" ask Dera,"Darling! Falling in love is natural. Are you a teenager and an adult. There's no better place to confide in this than Mama" Dera continued.

Sean dared to look at his mother. Is correct. Although the feeling of romance feels so embarrassing to be told to Mom. But, not many know. Mother is the most appropriate place in many places.

Mothers will give their children the best advice and advice. They won't reveal what their children are saying. The important thing here is that you can say bad and good things without being covered up. Perhaps, many Mothers in this world would reject their sons. This brings out their hearts. Up to many are more comfortable talking to peers or others who are above them. Because their parents would forbid or make fun of their feelings. Until their children are deterred.

For Dera, it is better to be a place to confide in his children. And don't make fun of his kids' feelings. This woman just wants to give her best for her family. So that the kids don't go the wrong way.

"Here!" Said Dera patting his thigh slowly.

Sean smiled broadly. He had not slept in his mother's lap for a long time. I don't know when was the last time he was able to talk to his mother. Because of the presence of Vian even the beautiful twins. Sean's time is so little. Even disappeared.

"Come, Mama wants to hear the heart of this handsome Mama's son!" Dera rubbed Sean's jet black hair softly.

"Where to start," exclaimed Sean did not know where to start.

"Hem!" Dera thought hard, "Just ask if Sean is confused, where to start," continued Dera.

Sean smiled.

"What's his name?"

"Adella Princess," replied Sean quickly.

"Aah?"

"His name is the same as Brother Vian's little friend."

"Ah, it's fitting that Mama feel familiar with her name."

"He is also from Indonesia. His face was different, at first I thought he was Brother's childhood friend. But he doesn't know who my brother and I are. He was raised by his father. Because her mother is dead. He is an only child, he said. He makes Sean weird" Sean confides in him, making Dera smile.

"Weird why?"

"Sean's heart was pounding hard. At night, Sean unceasingly imagined the way he smiled. How he sounds and how he looks. Sean felt like he was always by her side" he continued.

Dera understands. Feelings of falling in love. Dera's palm incessantly rubbed the son's hair slowly. Occasionally chimed in the confessions of the son. They both laughed softly. Unknowingly making the two glasses of warm milk on the table had cooled down.