THE MAFIA!
Chapter 86's

A man known as the team leader, facing a female boss who is known to be crazy treasures, thrones and never afraid of all enemies.

Only one feared the woman, which was ...

"The girl is already heavily pregnant, ma'am!" said the man with those abilities.

"Damn!" objurgation. "How many months?"

"We don't know, Madam. His stomach is big!"

"That means true my guess! Michael married the whore's daughter!"

Deborah's breath started to go up and down. The doctor will refuse to take the striped bone marrow of a pregnant woman.

Braak!!

The table between the innocent sofas became the target of Deborah's rampage. On the trail until it shifted two meters.

"What's up, Mom!" oliver's sahut who went down the stairs. Walking quickly approached the mama who urinated in the middle room.

"Oliver!" call Deborah ketus. "Have Michael and the girl married?" hiss Deborah.

Oliver shook his head puzzled, "No, Mom! there was no wedding while I was there!"

"Suck!" pissed Deborah. "You know, that whore kid is pregnant!"

"Yeah!" round Oliver's lips which he then closed using both palms. No longer able to say - words.

"I'm sure they're married quietly! I know who Michael is! he won't impregnate anyone, except his wife!"

"But, Mom! as far as I'm concerned Michael doesn't want to have children!"

"Forget that shit, Oliver! Open eyes! love is blind! What can't possibly be possible!"

Oliver's breath was hunting, so devastated to hear the news that he was so unwilling to hear.

' Michael's going to have a child with a girl who's none other than my sister? '

Oliver's heart in the heart. His body sank to the point of staggering and falling on the sofa.

"Forget your love for Michael! he is a traitor! I'll kill his crazy mother in return!" hiss Deborah with hardened teeth.

"Mom..."

"Obey Mommy, Oliver!" deborah's jolt was undisputed by Oliver.

"As long as Frederick is here, plan on attacking the white house, where my crazy best friend lives!" sneer smile.

He no longer cares about friendship. Selena's life is on the verge of death. Not getting the spinal cord, then Madalena became a victim.

"Ready, Mistress!"

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On the other side of Italy, the dinner session has ended. Chania was moved to Michael who was having a meeting with Jack, Dimitri and his team in the living room.

To get word of the mother who managed to arrive at the main house safely. But the plan is tomorrow they will return to Rome, and there will be no fighting before Chania gets home.

"Good night, young lady!" greet the five bodyguards as they see Chania coming out of the room.

"Night!" chania replied clumsyly, as she looked so respected.

Michael patted the sofa beside him. Asking his wife to sit next to him. He felt that something important was being told to him.

"Honey! my work uniform is missing! can you get one of them to take it?" chania whispered after sitting down to her husband.

Chania's request made the bodyguards smile. Although he whispered, but the ears of the core troops were trained and sensitive.

"Uniform work?" michael asked Chania.

"Yes, I only asked for permission to go home early yesterday!" obviously Chania looks worried that Michael won't allow her back to work. While the restaurant has its own rules for employees who want to break the contract or resign.

Michael chuckled slightly, then took out a piece of paper on the table.

"Carina Gabriella" she said, reading the name on the paper. "Beautiful pseudonym, Baby!" murmured Michael glanced at his wife with a triumphant smile.

Chania looked confused looking at the paper and herself alternately.

"What's this?" Chania snatches the paper from Michael's hand. "A letter of resignation?" murmured Chania gasped in shock by staring intently at her husband.

Michael nodded lightly.

"How did I get this letter?"

"You forgot who your husband is?" michael asked seriously. "Michael Xavier Sebastian." said Michael. "And Mrs Xavier can't work! whatever it is! and whatever the reason!" press Michael staring deeply and confidently at his wife.

Chania glanced at the bodyguards who were also the warlords of her husband. Because he felt wrong with the phrase Michael emphasis.

"Will you take the uniform?" michael asked with a smile.

Michael raised his hand behind Chania's back, and clasped Chania's waist tightly. Until Chania's upper arm is attached to her field chest. Gave a kiss on Chania's head.

"Tomorrow we will return to Rome" said Michael. "We'll meet Papa and Mama at Papa's house."

Shy smile - Chania's embarrassment shrank slowly. The reflex is holding his stomach.

' I am pregnant with their grandchildren. Will people like them want to acknowledge my future twin baby? '

Ask Chania in my heart. He rubbed his stomach, not yet what - did he already feel so sliced.

"Why you?" ask Michael.

Chania just shook her head softly, "i want to go back to the room" Chania said goodbye.

"Yes!" Michael nodded casually.

***

Chania entered the room and closed the door slowly. Covering the restlessness in the chest of the husband. He knew his expression had been read since. So avoidance is better than having to answer questions that will be difficult to answer.

Chania walked towards the balcony, standing facing the stretch of beach with the waves pounding. Above, the sky is already sowing stars. Light illuminates those who spend the night in the sand of the beach.

' What if this kid can't be accepted by Michael's family? '

' Doesn't Grand Mistress Sebastian hate me? because I'm Mama Kimberly's daughter? '

' Oh My God! what reason should I give Michael? '

Chania thought of things that should not have been thought of. But whatever the power, he doesn't know about Michael's parents' blessing.

A pair of hands crept gently on the right and left side of his stomach. Along with the fragrant woody that characterizes a Michael Xavier. Until his back collided with the chest of the field that always made him comfortable.

"What's wrong with you, Baby?" michael asked sniffing the fragrance from Chania's body through the strands of hair and the nape of the right neck.

"Emh.no." Chania answered touching Michael's hand, which was stroking his stomach.

"Don't lie" said Michael, "I know, you're hesitant to meet my parents, right?" urged Michael. "You know, with just one glance I can tell you who's upsetting you. Say, Baby.." Thin lips landed on chubby's adorable cheeks.

"I'm just afraid that the events in LA are happening again" she replied, "let alone I'm pregnant. What if we're threatened by multiple parties?" tanya Chania pointed to herself and their two loves that were still in the womb.

Smiling faintly, "there's me as his Daddy, what are you afraid of?"

Sighing, "you don't know what it's like to be me!" dengkus Chania threw a glance at the open ocean.

"And you don't know me very well, Baby.." whispered Michael.

"I mean...?"

"We sleep.." concluded Michael berkeka - teki.

"Wait on! I know who you are, I know your character, I know you inside and out. That means I know you well."

"Yet..."

"It's over!"

"Not yet.."

"Sudaah!"

"Not be noisy!"

Michael pulled Chania's jaw, facing her face. For then he grabbed the intoxicating sweet lips of the wife.

A sweet moment on the balcony, ending with a long kiss. Spent the first night after four months of not seeing each other.

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Private Jet airs from Venice to Rome. Chania sits sweetly on the lap of her husband. With two potential heirs in his stomach.

"We're going back to where we made you, Baby." said Michael speaking to their baby-to-be.

"Haha!" kekeh Chania's. "Talking is right!" spray Chania annoyed.

"Haha!" Michael chuckles to himself.

***

"They're back in Rome, ma'am!"

"Prepare our plans last night!"

"Ready, Mistress!"

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