THE MAFIA!
Chapter 102's

The car stopped right in front of one of the star hotels in Paris. Where news from Antonio stated, that's where Sania is currently located. In one of the rooms, waiting faithfully for his adoptive brother who always wrestled with whoever he was after.

Chania nervously and with her heart about to meet her twin sister, continues to hold her husband's left arm. Her face looked tense, occasionally glancing at her husband.

His left hand continued to rub his stomach. The part of his body that has always been a source of strength for all the nervousness and fear he faces.

Michael and Chania, now standing right at a door, where it is said Antonio is where Sania is today. Jack, Dimitri and Antonio are behind them. Always faithfully guarding their Master's every move.

Tong!

The bell was pressed by Jack. It only took one tap, sensitive ears Michael, Jack and Dimitri could already hear the movement from inside the room.

"He is there." - Michael said to his wife.

Chania's heart was getting worse, he fastened the fingers that were still coiled in the arms of the husband. Michael was aware of the nervousness of his wife. He landed a kiss on the top of his head. And managed to add a little confidence Chania.

Chania smiled satirically, amidst her nervousness. He was putting together the right sentences to convince the twin brothers. He has also prepared the diary of the relics of the mother as early evidence if they are twins.

Ceklek..

The door opened a little. Chania's heart is like a drum that is broken to immediately go to war.

The next second, the door opened completely. The figure of the girl with simple clothes, tight white T-shirt and tight jeans. Brownish blonde hair tied up originally. Sania stood still.

Chania's eyes opened wide, her breathing heavy. His body also felt more stiff. It was as if he saw himself standing.

"What do you need, huh?"

Sania looked up at Michael's face for the first time, as she frowned. The face she saw last night in the photo that the stranger showed her. He looked at the woman next to him.

And sure enough, the two girls were like they were looking in the mirror. So similar in terms of face. More precisely, Sania was a form of Chania before becoming pregnant and running away.

If differentiated for now, they are different from hair color. Because Chania dyed her hair brownish and wavy blonde, it became jet black and straight. Then Chania's cheeks are chubby and her stomach is bulging due to pregnant twins.

"Sania?" lirih Chania, with eyes that still do not blink to see the creation of God that really resembles him. Only their voices are different.

"You.....?"

Unanswered, Chania took her hand off her husband's arm, and took two steps forward and successfully hugged her twin.

"Sania.." Chania wails along with the shedding of tears.

Unable to reply, Sania was still stunned and silent. But in his little heart there is a sense of comfort when in the embrace of the stranger.

Just imagine, if we are accustomed to being single, without having twin brothers. Then suddenly appeared before us another figure who was so similar to us, and said as twin brothers, we would definitely be shocked half to death.

That was how Sania felt right now. He did not know who was holding him. But his face was so similar to her.

Unlike Chania, who had known a few months ago, if she had a twin sister. But somewhere.

And this is where they are found now. The place is already under Darrel Harcourt's plan, at Michael's request last night.

"You...?" Sania was still hesitant to mention Chania, the name Antonio mentioned last night.

"I'm Chania!" chania took off her embrace. Staring at the same beautiful face as her.

"Chania?"

"Yes! we're twins, Sania!" chania replied while wiping her tears. "When I found out I had a twin brother, I was eager to find you. I never thought my husband would make my dream come true. He's trying so hard to find you."

Sania was still silent. Letting Chania still hold both shoulders.

"Where are you sure we're twins?"

Buru - Buru Chania lowered her hands, opened the small bag she was carrying. Take the old diary of the mother.

"You should read this, Sania." proffered the diary, that. "This is my mom's diary!"

With hesitation, Sania took it. Observe the booklet and rotate it several times.

"Can we talk inside?" ask Chania.

Sania looked at Chania, then saw Michael who had a flat face. A face that looks familiar to him. Then switch on the three people behind Michael.

Sania nodded, making Chania smile in relief. She pulled her husband's hand. And they all went inside. Except for Antonio and Dimitri. They must stand guard outside the door.

"Please sit!" sania formal.

"Hem.." Chania smiled.

Chania and Michael sat down next to each other. Jack was standing right next to the sofa. Sania herself sits on a single sofa with her buki diary still in her hands.

"You're not sitting down, sir?" ask Jack Sania.

"No, Miss!" jack replied with a slight polite nod.

"Oh.." Sania looks so stiff.

Unlike Chania who seems to want to immediately talk to Sania.

"Sania, come with me home..."

"Where to?" ask Sania. "My house is here. With Papa Alexandre."

"Paris isn't your real home, Sania. Our house in Italy. We were born there."

"I know.." Sania replied with a sad face expression. "But to me, Italy is a miserable place to live for me!"

"Why?"

"That's where I was thrown out!"

"You should, Sania. It wasn't your parents who left you at the orphanage."

"Haha!" Sania chuckled. "Yes, since I was a child I didn't live with them."

"I don't live with them either, Sania. I'm just staying with our Mama and our stepfather."

"I don't care..."

"Sania.." Chania wafts with unbearable tears. Free-launched without stopping. "Read your mother's diary first. I hope you will change your mind after knowing everything!"

"If I could read it!"

"Sania. You should know, Papa died when we were very young. He was killed by his wife. And from then on you may not see Papa!"

Sania seemed lazy to hear Chania's explanation. But he still put a polite face on his three guests.

"Follow with us, Sania." please Chania touch the hand of Sania who is in the lap. "We must demand our rights. Reply to Papa's death!"

"Should we, should we?" ask Sania. "You've got Mama's love, I don't at all!"

"Sania...." Chania is crying.

Sania looked at Chania fixedly. As if not willing to tears trickle from the fertilizer of his twin brother.

But he felt relieved, when Michael's hand swiftly grabbed the body of his twin and rubbed his arm.

"Read that book first. We'll be back to see you the day after tomorrow!" michael said flatly, but sounded full of emphasis.

The man could not see the tears of sorrow that dripped from the wife's plump eyes. So he took over Chania's talks with Sania.

Sania did not answer. He just made a straight line on his lips. But hearing Michael's tone speak, he felt his own fear. Especially since that man put on an unfriendly face to her.

Michael invites Chania to stand up and leave Sania's room. Jack opened the door for the Master and Madam who were preparing to come out.

"Wait!" Sania.

Michael and Chania's steps stopped. They looked back, hoping that Sania would soon be willing to come with them right then and there. So that things are not more complicated.

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