Trapped in Love Mafia Handsome

Trapped in Love Mafia Handsome
Memory loss


Adel who was holding the body of the man because he almost fell earlier, was surprised to hear the question, did the man not remember who he was? maybe he lost his memory? duh Adel's head so dizzy seven circumference.


''Are you already human? why stand up straight? you should lie down first, your body full of wounds, Adel said as he pushed the man back into the room.


Mother followed from behind, her face looked anxious to see the man's condition that seemed to be in pain.


''Whose name are you? where's your house? if your condition is better, we will take you home, mother asked shortly after Adel laid her body on the bed.


''Whose name is I?'' ask the man blankly.


''Hey...! don't you remember your own name?''


''Sorry, Madam. But I really don't remember, who am I? I don't even know where I live he replied, still holding his head with both hands.


Adel and mother looked at each other, raising astonished gazes.


''Is it possible that you lost your memory?'' chirp Adel innocently.


The man paused for a moment, trying to think. Could it be that he really lost his memory? the harder his brain thinks, then his head will feel dizzy. He frowned, a sign that his head was about to explode at once.


Adel, who saw the expression on the man's face, immediately came out of the room, then returned with a glass of water, and he gave it to the man who was lying limp on the bed.


''Drink this glass of water, so that your feelings are a little calm, Adel helps him sit down and give up the glass that is in his grasp.


After drinking a glass of water, the man went back to lying down, for some reason his entire body was in pain, many bruises on his stomach, legs, hands, and hands, even on his face there are scratches like sharp object scratches.


''Don't be too forced, now you just recover the wound on your body, I'm sure if your body condition has improved, then your memory will slowly start to return,'' adel said as he grabbed the glass from the man's arm.


The man nodded and then closed.


''Actually we want to take you to the hospital, but we do not have money for the cost of your treatment there, for everyday we are still difficult, said the mother with a feeling of guilt.


''Nothing ma'am, you have helped me, I feel grateful, if my memory has recovered, I promise to repay your kindness.''


''Yes already, you rest, I'm sure your whole body must still be in pain, '' Adel asked then about to walk out of the room.


''Wait...! What's yourname?''


Adel stopped and turned back


''My name is Adelia, just call Adel, and this is my mother, her name is Sarah's mother, Adel replied with a smile.


''I'm sorry that I haven't been able to tell you my name, because I don't remember my own name at all.''


''Nothing, do not think too much, you just rest first, replied Adel then completely out of the room.


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To esokan day.


Early in the morning Adel and his mother had woken up, they had to immediately cut vegetables to make fried ingredients, there is tofu, tempeh, vegetables are also flour, not to forget other complementary ingredients, such as onions.


Usually they both prepare all that from 4 am, so that if the sun has risen later Adel can immediately sell his merchandise.


The young man who was in the room woke up to hear a voice from inside the kitchen. He went out and walked into the kitchen.


''We're cutting vegetables, don't you see?'' adel answered without looking.


''What do you wish for? why so much?'' asked the young man again, then crouched to watch the two.


''No need for a lot of money, just look, we are busy, Adel still replied without turning his head and focused on cutting carrots with a knife.


The tall and sturdy young man, still crouching, watching the two people in front of him, cutting vegetables, and also making dough, after the dough was finished, Mother also prepared a frying pan.


One by one the dough is put into the face containing hot oil, and fried until brownish color. Mother lifted the cooked fried food and then kept it on the tray.


''Can I taste it? it tastes good?'' pinta the young man while looking at the tray containing fried food that was still emitting smoke.


''Can, son. Try ...''


The young man, who was still unknown to his name, took one fruit, blew it slowly, and ate it one bite.


''Hmmm...! It feels good, criuk outside but soft inside, especially in eating warm like this, he said then put the remaining fried food in his hand into his mouth and chewed it slowly.


''Mmm...! another one can?'' the door again with a little smile.


Adel turned his head and raised the tip of his upper lip.


This person, what his whole life has never eaten fried food (in Adel said)


''One of them, because this is made on sale, '' replied Adel.


Mother only smiled faintly looking at the young man, he ate the fried food he made, very greedily like a starving person.


''Is this your first time eating fried food?'' adel asked with a surprised face.


The young man nodded with his mouth full of food.


''What a strange man,'' Adel replied shaking his head


''I really feel food like this for the first time, even though my head is lost in memory, but my tongue will never forget the food I once ate, replied the young man.


''Are you from a rich family? or are you a foreigner traveling to Indonesia? could you be a mobster or a gangster?'' asked Adel in a curious tone.


The young man almost choked to hear Adel say the word Mafia, where he might be a mafia, who is known to be cruel and does not hesitate to hurt or kill his enemy.


Adel immediately took out a glass of water, then gave it to the nameless youth.


''Thank you.'' replied the young man, receiving and drinking the glass given by Adel.


''Eat it slowly, until it chokes that way, '' said Adel while smiling.


''I'm just surprised to hear you say the Mafia word, '' the young man replied shortly after drinking water.


''Why indeed? who knows if one of my guesses is correct, you will now lose your memory, Adel shrugged both shoulders.


The young man just fell silent, as if thinking, maybe what he said was true. That he is a rich man, or an overseas man, but it seems impossible if he is a mafia.


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