THE MAFIA!
Chapter 61's

Chania went back to the next page. But it turns out that the page was written with a distance of time far from the previous writing.

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Good night, inhabitants of the Earth..

Can you kindly give me a place where I can still defend my two future daughters..

I'm tired, God..

Life is too bad for me.

Seven months have I kept them in my womb.

With all my weaknesses.

When are you going to see **ku**...

O Lord Smith Arlington.

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Duarr!!

Like a meteor that plunges freely through the surface of the Earth. That was more or less the shock of a Chania. Like being crushed by rocks, Chania's breath collides with her heartbeat in a matter of seconds.

"Smith Arlington.." murmured Chania softly.

His eyes opened wide staring at the writing in that last line. Make sure the name he read is the same name that the husband told me.

Chania read the name repeatedly. Suddenly his vision felt blurry. As soon as I read that name.

"So right, Kimberly, the one who hated Mama Madalena was my Mama?" Chania's throat was stuck.

Various questions came to his mind. Because it was clear that Madalena hated him so much. It was their first meeting. And even more dizzying, Madalena held her accountable.

"Does that mean I'm responsible for Michael's sister-in-law's passing?"

Chania is getting dizzy thinking about the sentence of responsibility that Mama Madalena asked her. Because he does not know the continuation of the accountability word requested.

Chania leaned her head on the back of the chair, closing her eyes deeply. Trying to keep consciousness. He still had to read the diary. To get clarity.

There are many things he wants to know. Including who Papa really loves him all this time, namely Kenzo Anata. The man who loved her so much. Whatever he asked for must have been done in the blink of an eye.

Chania straightened her head again after feeling better than before.

"If Papa Kenzo isn't my real Papa, why does he love me so much. I never even scolded me even though I was wrong. He always stood up for me, even though I sometimes defied him. Papa.." Chania shed her tears. Remembering the 22 years he spent with the figure of Papa Kenzo.

It's really not in his mind that Papa Kenzo isn't his real Papa. Because his last name also includes Kenzo's last name. Renata is named after Reana and Anata.

"Don't that mean they're my real parents?" his murmur rubbed his tears that fell as a result of remembering the mischief he did while his parents were alive. Not a mistake, but too wasteful and spoiled.

"Ah, right! I guessed wrong! if I were Papa Kenzo's real son, my name would be Chania Anata. No need to join Reana's Mama's name."

Chania took a deep breath. Neutralize his feelings back. Prepare to re-discover reality - a reality he does not yet know.

That includes Smith Arlington, the powerful man murdered by his own wife. At least that's what she knows from the story of her husband, Michael Xavier.

Although he now knows, if Smith Arlington is his real Papa. But the sentence is not familiar then no dear seems to apply to the relationship of father and son this one.

Never once saw or even heard the Mama mention the name, making Chania's heart choose indifference to the sad fate experienced by the birth Papa.

Because his first love has been anchored to the figure of Papa who has always been there for him for 22 years. Yes, Papa Kenzo Anata.

He just wanted to know more about the relationship of foreign names that began to appear in his mind. But related to him. And one more, where's the twin brother?

Michael's story says Kimberly was with a 15-month-old girl. Which means it's him.

Chania opened the next page. Confirm the date stated first. It turned out to be written two weeks after the previous sheet.

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What a beautiful name I've prepared for our two daughters.

Chania Arlington and Shania Arlington.

Beautiful isn't?

That name is well worth joining your name, Mr. Smith.

*Man with a myriad of achievements and s**one of the rulers in the country*.

Though the world may never know them****** as Arlington's daughter.

Whatever's going on...

Our two daughters, I'll treat you with love.

Though you never once appeared before us, sir.

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"Shania.." Chania was stunned to read back the name of the twin.

Chania changed her brother's name.

Chania was glued for a while with that page. Repeatedly read the names of the twins. One of them is his name. A very fitting name, but it turned out to be Chania Renata.

The next page is open by Chania's lemurs. Again, the date of the note was made to be the ground of his eye view.

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Three more weeks they are expected to be born in this world, sir.

Meet with us.

Please be present that day.

Isn't that enough punishment I've received?

Eight months pregnant without being accompanied by you.

Without anyone helping me when I'm in trouble.

There is no best place for pregnant women like me.

Come that day, sir.

I **please**...

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Suddenly, Chania imagined the big belly of the Mama, but no one was beside her. To just rub his stomach, or help him lean and do heavy housework.

"You're the greatest woman Chania has, Mom.." Chania recalled the beautiful face of her mother who always smiled at her.

Chania opened the next page. And again - again the date the page was written was always the initial benchmark of Chania.

"My date of birth?" muttered.

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Welcome to the world my baby twins...

You know what, kid?

Your papa came just as you were asking to be born.

Almost nine months Mama hasn't seen your Papa.

You know enough, Papa is still handsome and full of gentleness.

And she agreed on the name that Mama gave you.

Chania Arlington and Shania Arlington . . .

Thank you for your presence, Mr. Smith.

If God and nature are with you, I want to be with you.

Not just night **ini.

But whatever the power, this body is no longer entitled to your body.

The caste differences are far-reaching.

Your domineering black world makes me have to stay away from you.

I love you..

And this feeling will never change.

It will always be the same as when we first met.

Like when I was in my high school uniform, and you were in your expensive suit.

I'm with my teenage years, you're with your mature age.

If I may, I would like to smile in memory of that wonderful time.

Sir, even though this feeling is disastrous for me, I never regret it.

Who always loved you, though,

Kimberly Re & Her 'Superb 'A

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Chania was stunned to read that long enough writing.

"Smith Arlington's..."

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