THE MAFIA!
Chapter 123

Coma so knowing and re-awakening at the age of 26 years, making Selena Arlington to find the reality - a reality that some of them are difficult to accept. Even in the picture it has made his chest tight.

From the married Michael, to the fact that she's not Smith Arlington's real daughter. The man she saw as her first love.

What makes it even harder to accept, is the wife of the man she loves turns out to be her mother's stepson, Chania Arlington. And even worse, Oliver explains that Michael loves his wife so much. I am willing to do anything for my wife.

Today is the third day he opened his eyes. After two days yesterday he cried all night to hear the news of the wedding of the Mafia Lord whom he loved since the age of them one figure only.

Today he also got an explanation, when he asked why he could be in a coma for so long without getting a donor. He spent his teenage years with Michael and his older brother Oliver. What he had once imagined would be beautiful.

You know if his brother's spinal cord is not the same, making him continue to ask and beat his mother and sister with various questions that are actually heavy enough to answer.

"Don't force yourself to keep knowing everything, Selena. You have to really recover first." said Oliver stroked Selena's jet black and long hair.

Oliver begins to realize that their different hair colors are a sign that they are from different fathers. But that thought was only held in his mind. He did not want to make the younger brother more sad with differences that they had never realized before.

Life eventually led Oliver to live the life he deserves with his current age. Get better, and always think rationally before acting.

"I need to know everything, brother!" oliver stared blankly at the front. "So many moments and events that I have missed. Including missing the chance to have Brother Michael!" she shed tears. "I hate this fact.hiks!"

Tears that these two days have fallen back profusely wet his smooth cheeks. The sky seemed to collapse when he imagined Michael Xavier was with a woman he had never seen his face, then there were a pair of twins around him.

"I hate.. hiks..hikss!" it's so deep. There was no shouting but clearly the pain he felt was so endured.

"Selena... If you know, there's so much that Mommy and your brother have done to keep Michael with us. But fate no one knows what it's going to look like, girl." said Deborah rubbing the hand of her second daughter.

"First brother Michael was very considerate and kind to me, Mom! He even beat up those who bother me! what's that name if it's not love?" the tanyanya sounds so sad.

"Not all attention means love, Selena. Sometimes they care about us because they consider us an important part of his life, but not as the love that controls his heart" Oliver explained. "There is a concern that symbolizes love like a sister. There is attention like a close friend."

"Like Brother and Darrel, we didn't even meet for a long time. After meeting us it was so easy to fall in love and love each other." Oliver explained so slowly and gently. Hope the sister understands the meaning of the explanation that is difficult to accept by those whose hearts are broken.

"It's so hard, brother!" selena wiped her tears. Trying to be strong, but her little heart was getting sicker and more broken, like a rapidly stoned onion. It was destroyed without being reunited.

"You can do it, Selena. like Sister!" said Oliver looked down inside.

"I mean Brother?"

Oliver is silent, he recalled that he once struggled to get the heart of Michael Xavier when his brother was lying helpless for years. It even crossed his mind to betray his sister.

But now everything has changed, and there is no way he told all that to his sister. Because since childhood he knew if the sister save the love for Michael. Even though he himself had the same taste.

"It's nothing!" oliver replied smiling blandly at Selena, then looking at her mother who knew what she meant.

Deborah nodded faintly and smiled. All has passed, he himself is now starting to accept the fact that he has nothing. All he uses now is the facility provided by Oliver, his first daughter.

His once hard heart gradually began to soften. Although he still did not want to appear before Frederick's family, especially Chania and Sania, his two stepchildren.

Tok tok tok tok

"Good afternoon!"

Oliver smiled kindly, and welcomed the presence of the people in front of the VIP room door of his sister.

"Sore.. Come in!" said Oliver, get out of the middle of the door, make way for the guests.

Deborah and Selena stared unblinkingly at the door. Deborah knows who's coming, even though it hasn't been seen yet. As for Selena, that voice was very foreign.

"Good Afternoon, Mrs Deborah!" chania nodded respectfully, as if honoring a mother.

"Good afternoon, Madam!" Sania lowered her head and stood beside her twin sister.

"Sore.." replied Deborah flatly. Then he backed off and sat down on the sofa.

While Selena, the girl was fixated on staring at four guests who deserved two pairs of lovers. He looked at the two women whose faces were so similar. He believes they are the stepchildren of the mother. One of them was Michael's wife.

And so painful, when he saw the burly body of a man he believed to be Michael Xavier walking closer from behind the two women. Then with a relaxed left hand raised and landed on the waist of one of them.

' Brother Michael ... '

It flows in the heart. As hard as he was to hold back the tears that had been pooled in the eye pelupuk. Staring at the face she wanted to see when she first opened her eyes.

Those facial lines, had already been firmly painted since they were small. It had been handsome since the first time they met and played. Those sharp eyes, had been looking beautiful since he had not known what kind of feeling slipped in his little heart. The cold expression was often seen from childhood. But not one bit scared him at that time.

And now, where when the man was 31 years old all looks more clear and thrilling the soul of every woman who sees or even just steals the view.

Unfortunately, the body belonged to another woman. Belonging to a female figure that looks so worth it to be with a man who is the descendant of the largest clan in Italy, Black Hold.

With just one look, Selena knows if now her little friend is really struggling in the Mafia world. As the sole successor of Frederick Sebastian.

The burly hand that had shifted his gaze, moved more and more possessively at the slender waist of the woman he considered to be the luckiest woman in Italy.

The heart is getting worse. Tears that had been hard-earned he could bear, finally slipping freely even without the slightest sound.

"Selana.." call Oliver calming. He knows how his sister feels.

"Selena, channelize. I'm Sania, and this is my twin sister, Chania!" Sania spread a friendly smile. "And this is for you.." Sania replied while placing a flower arrangement in a box made of rattan on the nightstand. He tried to comfort the girl he thought was crying because he was moved to see the world again.

Selena forced her lips to smile thinly. Although it was very difficult for his little heart. But still he did. Then slowly nod.

But.the right hand that was on top of his stomach involuntarily clenched weakly.

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