The King, Son of Mafia
Chapter 7 (Sean Yamato Mode)

The breath greeted Sean's back nape. This Yakuza boy smiled broadly at every step he took. A pair of hands around the neck. Even though his back feels heavy. His heart felt light and flowering. Second through the rat alley with dim lighting.

"Let me down" said Adella in a soft tone.

"Be quiet, I'll take you to your contract!"

Sean said firmly. Adella breathes rough. This was his first time being held by a man. He thinks he can avoid men. But in reality it's not the same. This strange man even hugged her with full desire.

"Is it far away?" Sean asked in between swaying footsteps.

Adella looked ahead.

"No. It! That red iron door is a contract right, me!" Point Adella at the three doors up there.

Sean's heart was not willing. Why so fast? He wanted to linger on Adella's side.

"Your contract is above what below?"

"Well!"

"I'll take you upstairs!"

"Eh?"

"I'm thirsty, hold you. Your body is too heavy!" Sean's lie, brought a pissed-off from Adella.

Secretly those red lips pulled to both sides of her lips upwards.

"Down me!" adella said when the two reached the front gate.

"Just open the door. I can duck a little."

"But——"

"Your body is still limp, isn't it? That's why you don't have to go down!" Cut Sean bent to two knees his long legs. So that Adella can reach for the fence padlock.

Obstinately.

Adella reached into the pocket of her school skirt. Before removing the key. The fence padlock was open, Adella pulled her hand. Sean pushed slowly the iron fence. The two of them went in, Sean flipped his body. Pressing back lock padlock.

"Why in the lock?" adella asked in a strange tone.

"Fear there will be someone who enters besides the rented residents. It can be opened again" he replied casually.

Modus. Again the crown prince of the Yakuza is practicing his crafty thoughts. He turned his body towards the stairs. The punch on his shoulder he ignored. He continued to climb one by one the stairs.

"Let me down!" Adella said she didn't stop hitting Sean's shoulder slowly. This teenage girl was afraid of falling, next to her hand that was coiled around Sean's neck tightened.

"Calm down. I'm not gonna drop you, anything else falls. Don't underestimate my physical strength!" Stop Sean when Adella hits his shoulder again.

Adella's two cheeks puffed up. Justright. This man arrived at the contract porch. Lowering Adella slowly. As if afraid if he was a little rough, then the body of the girl behind him would be destroyed.

"Look! You arrived safely, right," he said with a banga.

Adella just shrugged her shoulders indifferently. Unlocking the contract door. These two teenagers went inside. I forgot to take off my expensive shoes. To the two eyeballs Sean looks so wild, sweeping Adella's small contract. The living room is in a partition with a triple as a room divider and living room. The living room is even directly facing the kitchen and bathroom. Incredibly small.

It is still a long bathroom. Than Adella's contract. The beautiful girl stepped into the room. Put the bag in the room before going out again. Sean was still staring around. Looks empty. There was only a small table on the floor. With a refrigerator in the corner.

"Sit down! I'll make you drink." Tell Adella to move to the fridge.

Sean sat on the floor barefoot. Chilly. Luckily Summer, there is no need to turn on a typical Japanese heating engine just to warm the air in winter.

TUKS!

Two glasses of Marjan ice syrup flavored pandan served with Indonesian setoples rempeyek snacks.

"Drink, in this house there is only this!" adella said before standing straight, "I want to change clothes don't do anything weird here!" continue her.

Sean nodded brokenly. The dark brown eye bead stared at Adella's movements. Who stepped back into the room. Wooden door in the ground lid. Sean's face changed. Smiles do not clearly expand.

"I'm not gonna wash this uniform!" The thrill of smelling a body scent mixed with the smell of cheap perfume.

His expensive cell phone keeps vibrating in his school uniform pocket. With a lazy look Sean pulled out his phone. There were hundreds of missed calls and also so many Line messages coming in.

Willem

Delta

📩Thank you for the phone!

Vian

Mama asked you, hurry home! 📩

A few Line messages he opened. For a message from David he ignored.

"They were very curious about my whereabouts." He said as his fingers danced over the screen. Typing the message that he was going to send to Vian and to his two parents.

Creat!

The door opened along with three messages. Sean turned off his phone. The handsome face smiled broadly at Adella. The boy sat in front of Sean. Sleeping clothes with butterfly motifs.

"Why not drink, he said thirsty?" Adella stared at the glass in which the contents inside her were still the same, not reduced at all.

"Eh?" Sean forgot his reason for entering, "I'm waiting for you to drink too. Drinking alone does not taste good!" He said with a forced smile.

Adella just sighed softly. Grab a glass in front of him. Gurgle slowly the syrup water belongs to her. Followed by Sean, the difference is that this boy stared at every look on Adella's face. Somehow he felt happy with Adella's changing face. Is this what it's like to fall in love?

That's what's in his brain.

"You're so thirsty it turns out," said Adella staring at the empty side of the glass but the thick red lips were still not removing the pingiran glass.

Sean's two eyes flickered funnyly. Adella stood up from her sitting position. Step back into the refrigerator. Take out the syrup bottle and Katong with ice. His hand moved grabbing this and that. The position of the man is still the same. Still holding the glass, with the position of the lips of the glass on his lips. He didn't realize what was happening. All he knew at this time was just not wanting to let go of the movement of the girl in front of him.

Adella turned her body over and stepped closer to the table, with a clear teapot of glass. Contains a cold drink that he finished making. He chuckled softly, seeing the man who became the number one idol in his school was still the way he was.

"This is my glass, again!" Adella puts her hand on Sean.

Just so Sean wakes up. He lowered the glass on his lips. And give it to Adella. The teenage girl filled the glass with Marjan's iced syrup. Before returning to put the glass that has been filled towards Sean.

"Thank you" cried Sean.

Adella nodded and smiled.

"Drink!"

Sean nodded. Uphold the drink in his hand, leaving half of it.

***

Dera's head shook his head slowly after reading the incoming message from the son. The bathroom door is wide open. Hiro came out in a couple's nightgown with his wife. Her black hair looked wet, carrying a small rain on her shoulders.

"This Brother! I'm drying her hair!" Dera patted the lip of the bed.

Hiro happily stepped closer to the bed. Sitting next to his wife. Dera stood up from her sitting position, stepping closer to the closet. Pulling Hairdryer without cable. Back to approaching her husband.

The left hand pointed the Hairdryer towards Hiro's crevice. The right hand with the neck towel rubs slowly. The smile of this Yakuza Boss was visible, to his two hands coiled around the waist of the wife. Buried his face on Dera's stomach.

"So said she'd sleep outside. I feel weird about her, brother. This was the first time he had slept outside suddenly like this. Even Vian doesn't know where he's going to sleep!" Said Dera still doing her job.

"Leave it. He definitely wants to play outside" Hiro replied.

"I have no problem with his desire to play outside. It's just that I feel different. But I'm less sure what makes it different."

Hiro. Make Dera turn off the burning Hairdryer. He looked down at the white face of his husband.

"You want to know?" ask in a strange tone.

"Of course!" Dera nodded quickly.

Hiro smiled broadly."The love! Our son is like his in love baby!" Said Hiro wiping his life base on Dera's flat stomach.

The two Deta eyes are perfectly rounded.

"What??" Shouted her in shock.

Hiro smiled widely.

"He's a big baby!" reply Hiro.