THE MAFIA!
Chapter 105's

"We were close once!" michael replied glancing at Chania's expression.

And sure enough, the instant his wife's breath was a deflated flower that somehow could just hit his heart. Jealous, but for what? she's Michael's wife now. And it's only ever close.

"So you've loved her?" ask Chania not excited.

"Not loving, just some kind of..." Michael thought of the right sentence to describe himself and Margaret in the past.

"What only!" hardik Chania is impatient.

"She's only been a little attention-grabbing, and that was it!" michael looked at his wife expectantly. I hope his wife is not angry.

"When?"

"When we were a dozen years old" he replied. "I was in school with him! And also..."

"What!" hardik Chania is increasingly upset to imagine they have a story in adolescence. Adolescence is hard to forget.

"Reno!" michael answered quickly.

"Reno?" peekkik Chania's. "You mean.."

"Yes! Chef Reno who liked you was my best friend back then!" cut Michael a little sniffy when calling Reno.

"What!" peekik Chania widened her eyes. "You're sure!" ask Chania not to believe it.

"Yes, Iyaaang!" anxious Michael pinched Chania's nose.

"What you said was returning her phone from her back then, you knew she was your friend?"

"I didn't know at first! once he showed up, I was shocked too. And he was the one who put me away with Margaret!"

"Why is that?"

"So, he said he didn't like Margaret's attitude" Michael replied as if. " And maybe there's something else that Reno's hiding, that I don't know."

"So you actually fell in love before you told me that you loved me at Papa's house?" hardik Chania with facial expressions that are starting to be no good - fine.

Michael's face looked wrong, his lips seemed to be smelling a smile. Want to answer yes, but the expression of his wife's face is quite gripping. Answering a lie, he was sure his woman could not possibly believe it. After all, he was not sure, it could be called falling in love or not.

"Javaab!" hiss Chania with hardened teeth and pinched her husband's stomach.

Instead of feeling sick, Michael just chuckled with anxiety.

"A little bit!" michael replied squinting, as well as his thumb and forefinger approaching. "And I'm not even sure it's love."

"Little or many, it means the same thing! you loved her!" gripped Chania with pursed lips. Stomping the back on the back of the bed, crossing the arms in front of the chest. Inside, it started burning a little.

Michael smiled slantingly, growing more and more anxious with his wife's behavior. He tilted his body and brought his face closer to his wife's face.

"You jealous?" michael rubbed his wife's cheek with his thumb.

"Well! who's jealous." laughs wryly.

"Keep, why is this?"

"What is this?" Chania glanced at her husband.

"I know what's in here, Baby!" michael pointed to Chania's chest

"Don't know!" clasping Michael's hand that touched his upper chest.

"Almost a year you've been with me, of course I know what you're like, Baby.." seduced Michael pinched Chania's chin.

"Haha!" discordant laugh. "You forgot? you've been missing our time for 4 months, Honey.." Chania replied cynically.

"Huh!" breathing heavily. "Yes .. That's my stupidity!" shirih Michael.

***

Since the presence of Chania and Michael in his room, he just keeps thinking and daydreaming. Occasionally glanced at the old diary book that he just left on the sofa table.

I want to read, but I doubt in my heart. He was afraid of many realities - realities that were more painful than he had experienced in his entire life.

But tonight her heart was touched. He walked closer to the table, he stared pushyly at the old book. Jemari lentik drifted to wipe the cover. Eventually, he picked up the old book.

Take him to sit down, and start to open the same page. Like her twin sister, Chania. He feels the same.

A pair of eyeballs are constantly moving to the right and to the left to read each written word. Occasionally the right hand moves to open the next page.

Several times he seemed to close his eyes, with a heavy breath that was blown from a small nose.

Sometimes he put the book on his chest. It was as if he was hugging someone he had long missed.

Time goes on, seconds change minutes, minutes change hours. The little black needle kept going. Without feeling last night he spent to read the book that Chania left behind.

Until he arrived at the last page. He closed the book and hugged it in his chest. And then there was clear water dripping from both of his eyes.

"Mama... Papa.." he shrieked in the middle of a sob.

Various feelings mixed in the chest. I wanted to scream but for what. Wanted to cry but both of them had already left this world.

He left himself who had never even met his mother. The woman who gave birth to herself.

She is survived by her twin sister, Chania Arlington. Who never met his real Papa.

"Will I go back to Italy?" sania asked after the cry had lessened a bit. "But can I be around them? looks like Michael Xavier isn't just any conglomerate."

Unable to think, Sania finally dropped her body on the bed. Staring at the sky - the sky room. After getting the decision, finally a pair of flattened eyes closed by itself.

Leaving behind the hustle and bustle of a world that he thought was never up to expectations.

***

In other parts of the country, a notorious woman is threatening a lawyer to immediately hand over the entire estate on behalf of her and her two daughters.

"It is not yet time for the letter to be read, Madam!"

"Wait for you, huh!"

"There's a lot to consider" replied the lawyer.

"Based on a fucking lawyer!" a woman who is none other than Deborah.

Behind him were several bodyguards threatening the lawyer with a weapon. But the lawyer did not flinch. There was not the slightest fear of fighting the woman before him.

"It's midnight, madam. The Madam and the Madam's men should leave my office immediately." slowly throw it out.

"You don't know who I am yet!" hiss Deborah.

"I know who you are, Madam. And if I die of murder before the will is read out, it can be ascertained that the entire estate of Smith Arlington will fall into the hands of Frederick Sebastian!"

"Crazy will!" deborah Oath. "It doesn't make sense!"

The lawyer smiled faintly. He believes the woman in front of him must have lost the will of Smith Arlington.

"Fvck you!" deborah ended the threat that night. He walked out of the room that he felt was hell.

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