Trapped in Love Mafia Handsome
Missing Mother's Figure

In an apartment, Amora Patricia, the teenage daughter of Alex, she is seen looking in the mirror after finishing cleaning herself, it seems she feels a little difficult to adjust to the new environment, she said, living and growing up in America, making him accustomed to living freely in the superpower.

He looks smoothed gray jeans, with a plain top in white plus a black leather jacket, perfecting his appearance, his hair was allowed to unravel to meet his back, his face plain without makeup, and his hair was unraveled, only lip glossy lips that wet his lips to look more sensual.

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Suddenly the door opened, the father entered the room, using a wheelchair and turning the wheel with his own hands.

''How beautiful is Daddy's daughter, where are the nights going?'' Alex asked to sit next to the princess.

''I'm bored of Dad...! tonight may I go out for a while, looking for some fresh air?''

Amora squatted right in front of her father's wheelchair.

''Of course you can, honey. O yes, how's your new school? is fun?''

''The school is fun, but I met one narcissistic guy, he's handsome, but arrogant and his songong for mercy, make me ilfil.''

''O yeah? do not be too ilfil, later you can like him, remember, hate the same love is only blocked one sheet of yarn, which if true it is broken, then, then the love that will slowly replace the hatred in your heart, Alex rubbed Amora's hair.

''And yes, I will not. I'll never like a guy like him, narcissistic, arrogant, confident himself exorbitant again, amit-amit deh.''

Alex was silent for a moment, hearing his daughter's words reminded him of a figure he had once known, a person who had been his archenemy, even though the grudge was now gone, but he can still remember clearly, his former best friend, as well as the man who had been his enemy, Leonardo.

''Yes, it is, Dad. I go first yeah, don't wait for me to come home, Daddy rest and sleep first, okay...''

''Yes, darling. Be careful on the road, don't go home too late either.''

The father's message then kissed his favorite daughter's forehead.

''Okay, Dad. I'll go first, Babay...''

Amora walked out of her room.

***

Amora is a 17-year-old girl, energetic girl and tomboy, although her face is beautiful, has the nature and style of speech like a boy, maybe because she was only raised by her father, just because she was raised by her father, he never got the love of a mother.

Amora turns the Ninja's gas motor, a large black motor that always accompanies her wherever she goes, she speeds on the streets, with a black helmet as her head protector.

Because it was too fast when driving, he was almost in contact with a luxury sports car black, Amora immediately stepped on the brakes so fast, but because a little late effort was in vain, and the car was not, the luxurious and expensive car was slightly dragged by his motorbike, and he rolled on the asphalt.

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The car stopped instantly, along with Amora's body that toppled over the asphalt along with the motor that drove'nya.

The owner of the car came out and approached Amora.

''Are you okay?''

Crouch down and help Amora, grabbing her shoulder to get back on her feet.

''If you ride a motorcycle slowly, do you have a double life?'' the car owner.

Amora opened the helmet she was wearing' slowly then flicked her long hair, her face grimaced a little in pain, but her eyes were shocked for a moment when she looked at the man who was currently still holding her shoulder.

''You...'' Shouted Amora with perfectly rounded eyes.

Axel, he looked at Amora's face with eyes that looked in disbelief, his mouth slightly gaping, feeling surprised by what he was currently seeing.

The beautiful girl, long-haired but a little blonde, tall and also slender, flicked her hair right in front of her face, making Axel really fascinated instantly when looking at her.

Amora also released the grip of Axel's hand that was still on his shoulders violently, while swearing at the arrogant and arrogant man in his eyes.

''Lo, huh? why is it that every time I meet Lo, I'm always unlucky? at school I fell because of Lo's long legs, and now I almost die because of this fucking Lo car, Amora kicked Axel's luxury car.

''Heh, bar-bar girl, Lo who was speeding on the road, Lo also almost hit my car, why am I wronged? you're weird.''

''Lo who digs my way, tau.'' said Amora with a slightly blurry eye, and a head that is twitching actually.

''Because the bar-bar chicks don't know themselves, '' Axel was about to leave.

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Amora slumped on the asphalt unconscious, from the temple his face looks a little fresh blood from the impact.

Panicked, Axel immediately approached and sat on the asphalt and grabbed the girl's head, placing it on his lap.

''Hey, wake up...! Amora, why did you faint all the time, ouch...?'' Grouser Axel.

Without thinking long, Axel immediately grabbed Amora's slender body, carried her and took her into his car, while the girl's motorbike, left by the roadside.

***

An hour later.

Amora began to open her eyes, little by little with eyebrows that were afraid of each other, her head still felt dizzy, and her body still felt weak.

He opened his eyes perfectly, staring around the room like he was in a room, a light purple room with various female accessories.

'I where?'

Amora Mumbles.

Chequek...

Even the door to the room was opened, Axela entered into it, walking while looking at Amora's face and smiling happily, because she finally opened her eyes.

''Lo is up?'' al asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.

''Where's the gate?''

''At my house, my twin brother who brought Lo last night, he said Lo suddenly fainted on the side of the road.''

''Axel...? so this is her house?''

Al nodded.

''Gue, want to go home, Daddy must be anxious waiting for me at home, Amora got up and was about to sit down, but because the head still feels dizzy he was back lying down.

Not long after, Axela's mother went into the room, carrying chicken porridge that still looks warm with a glass of white milk on a tray.

''You're all human, son?'' walk and put the tray he carried on the table.

''Yes, Auntie. But I have to go home soon, Daddy must be waiting for me at home, replied Amora, staring at the face of Adelia, who looked shady with eyes filled with affection like a mother.

''But you're still sick, son. Your head is also like'nya still feel dizzy, right?''

Al's mother sat on the edge of the bed, then rubbed Amora's forehead that looked sweaty.

Amora just fell silent, continued to look at the face of the mother of the man who hated her, staring with a soft look, really teenage girl named Amora Patricia was very longing for the figure of a mother.

''Daddy'mu on the phone, later let Aunty who told him that you stay at the house Aunty, yes...?''

Amora nodded, then grabbed her phone from the pocket of her jeans, after which she called Alex, her father.

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Amora immediately handed over her mobile phone, when her father picked up the phone, so that Adelia could directly talk to her father.

''Hello...! is this with her father Amora?''

''Yes, right. Who's this?''

Alex replied there.

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