Trapped in Love Mafia Handsome
CCTV Footage

Axela narrowed her eyes, looked closely at the figure of the man recorded by CCTV cameras, she pressed the pause button and enlarged the image, staring at every detail of the curves of the body from the start of the clothes and posture of the man.

He widened his round eyeballs, covered his mouth with his palm, feeling shocked and incredulous at what he had just seen.

'Gabriel ...' (Lirih Al slowly )

He also copied and sent the file into his sophisticated phone, wanting to make sure that what he saw was wrong. After the file was copied, Al immediately came out of the Post and ran to his room.

In the room.

Al immediately turned on his phone, again saw the file he had sent to his phone.

''Ah ...! there's no way she's my girlfriend, why did she come here? injuring Papi as well, Al spoke for himself.

However, what he saw now was contrary to what he had just said, the man who was being seen on his phone was completely similar to Gabriel, although his face was not clearly visible however, the posture and the jacket and hat he was wearing were very similar to Gabriel's.

He knows exactly, because he often sees his girlfriend wearing the exact same jacket as the main suspect of the shooting. For a moment, Al was pensive, while staring at the phone screen, trying to think clearly.

''No, no, maybe it was him? it can't be ...!'' Al shouted and slammed his phone into the bed, feeling a deep disappointment.

He slammed his body into the bed with a little rough, lying down with his whole body covered with a blanket and crying as if in it.

''Why are you doing this, Briel? Why ...? if you really are that person, I will never forgive you, the hyx hysterics ...!'' Al spoke to himself.

Then ...

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His mouth was nauseous again, and he immediately ran into the bathroom, and squatted in front of the toilet.

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Al spewed out the food he had eaten, spewing out everything until his stomach felt empty, and his head felt very dizzy.

Troche

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Troche

''Al, what are you doing? you're okay, aren't you, baby?'' the mother's voice knocked and called.

Al was panicked, he immediately wiped his mouth and washed his face so that his face looked fresher.

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The door is back on tap.

''Yes, Mom. It's okay, ko. I'm just a little unwell, '' Al answered a little screamed from inside the bathroom.

He opened the door and walked out.

''Honey, you're okay, right? your face is pale?''

''I'm fine, Mom. Really ...!" Al walked towards the bed and lay down, covering his body with a thick blanket.

"Serious ...? Does Mommy need to call the doctor?"

"No need, Mom. I just need a little rest, and then I'll get better by myself." Al slightly closed his eyes, holding back the dizziness in his head.

"But, dear ...? Mommy worried about seeing you like this?"

"It's okay, Mom. I'm so tired, I want to rest ...!''

''All right, you take a break baby, if you need anything, you just call Mommy, okay ...?'' Adelia, the mother, rubbed her hair and then kissed her favorite daughter's forehead.

Al nodded with a smile.

Afterwards, Adelia walked out of her daughter's room, opened the door and was about to step up.

''Mom ...!'' Al calling.

''What's the matter dear?''

''I Love You, Mom ...!'' lirih Al, a little glazed.

''I Love You To, dear ..'' replied the mother, smiling and then coming out of the room.

After the mother died, Al was again curled up on the bed, while covering his entire body using a blanket until his head was drowned in it, quietly crying without making a sound.

Really ...! al's heart felt like a knife that was so sharp, sick, painful, that's what he felt, the happiness he had just felt a few days ago was like drowning in reality, a reality that is so bitter, to make his chest feel tight and difficult to breathe.

Especially now in must accept the fact, that, at this time she is pregnant, contains flesh blood from a man who is very in love with her at the same time in her hate at this time.

Not long after his phone rang, Al took one hand out of the blanket, then grabbed the phone lying on the bed. He stared at the phone screen, apparently the man who is currently filling his brain, is now calling himself.

Still upset, he ignored the phone call, and put his phone back on.

''You are evil, what exactly do you want? you barged into my house, even pointing a gun right in my face, you even shot Papi heartlessly, I really hate you, Gabriel ...!'' Al spoke to himself.

His phone rang again, for many times, but Al still ignored the call, until finally a message entered the phone.

📱Darling, what are you doing? why don't I pick up, I really miss you, I want to hear your voice, Al.'

As soon as the message was written, he read the message but did not reply. 10 Minutes later, a message returned to his phone.

📱What happened? why didn't you return my message?

📱Sayang

📱 Dear

📱 Reply to my message, Al. You why? are you angry with me? but what's wrong with me, Al. Please don't make me nervous like this.

Many times the message went into his phone, however, Al did not reply to the message at all, he just read it with a real upset feeling, because everything said by his lover sounds fake now, he said, until finally he decided to send the CCTV file to Gabriel.

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