Between Love and the Mafia
7. Denada Shirt

Aunt Klara approaches Bela. The girl's peaceful face made her very happy while looking at him. He recalled his late daughter who was different from the world.

"True to my heart, your body is very similar to Denada. I hope Denada comes back to this house" Her tears trickled down and she sat down beside Bela.

Her hand shrewdly stroked the sleeping princess's hair. She always remembers when Denada was cold she would hug him, when Denada was afraid she would caress his hair and tell him so many things about cool fairy tales that she fell asleep.

"Where am I" Bela awakens and breaks Klara's daydream. Soon Klara wiped her tears and stared softly at Gela who had regained consciousness.

"You up, son? "

"Aunty who? " Bela was still confused because what she remembered last time was a hut located on the riverbank.

"Known, I'm Klara. You can call her with Aunt Clara" For a moment Bela was speechless seeing the middle-aged woman smiling and extending her hand.

His distinctive smile makes Bela's heart calm when staring at the beautiful curves of the smile on his lips that stretches from end to end. It felt like there was something different from the look in the eyes of the woman staring at Bela.

"Defender" said gently, his body still looking weak.

"Good boy, for a minute I want to call the doctor first" Klara immediately called the doctor to check Bela's condition.

While Bara still relax in the middle room and cool to play his phone. His eyes continued to focus like they were looking for something on that phone.

"Bara, come here"

"What's the matter ma? " Bar rushed up to the upper room to see what was going on in the room.

"Look, the girl is conscious"

"Thank God, did you call the doctor? "

"Here you go, he'll be here soon" Bara nodded.

He immediately approached Bela who was still confused looking around the luxurious room. While Klara immediately went down to prepare the food to be given to Bela. Because he was so happy to see the return of a Denanda-like girl. So he wanted to prepare his own food.

It's a pleasure for someone who has experienced loss. Seeing Bela it feels like he rediscovered the reason for his life after the sudden death of his beloved daughter in those days.

"You're sober? " Tanya ember when he approached Bela who had opened her eyes from earlier.

"Who are you, and where am I? Aren't I still in that shack? Then who changed my clothes" Bela just kept throwing questions at Bara.

"Based on the little girl, you just came to your senses and are now continuing to babble incoherently. If you keep talking then I have to answer what question first" he said with an annoyed look.

While Bela did not listen to the annoyance of Bara, she continued to stare at every corner of the luxurious house. Even his own home was not comparable to this one. The decoration looks very attractive.

On each wall are famous paintings that Bela has seen from several internet sites. And the lights that decorate the room also look very beautiful. And luxurious marble layout.

"Hey I'm here, can you see me talking" snapped coals as she spoke but was not noticed by Bela.

Bela got up and sat down. He rested his body on the bed. Then his net looked towards Bara who looked very angry.

"Hey sir, my head is dizzy and you please don't get angry. Later my head gets dizzy" he said boldly while holding his head that is still dizzy.

"The body of this child is indeed the same as Denada, but the speech is not the same. He was too rough and Denada was very gentle. Just look, I'll teach him a lesson" His mind spoke again upon seeing Bela's nature.

On the other hand he said that his mind was right if the body looks like Denada. But on the other hand, he also felt annoyance at the girl because of Bela's attitude that was not gentle like Denada.

He smiled cunningly to plan something so that Bela could be utilized in this house. And his idea has come about because he hates talkative women like Bela.

"Bara, what's wrong? " Aunte Klara entered while bringing food and drinks for Bela.

"Tante help me, this master just keeps yelling at me so my head is so dizzy" Klara looked at Bara, she seemed to know the nature of her son this one. Because that trait is derived from his father.

"Come, son, eat first and ignore this young man" he said, gesturing to Bara to get him out.

Bela immediately devoured the food with plenty. His stomach taste was so expensive that he had to clean a grain of rice from the dish and gulp down a glass of milk.

*hukkk, uhukk*

"Slow down just so as not to choke" Bela nodded and returned to drinking slowly.

"The greedy base" Bara came back with a family doctor who had been contacted.

From the look of Bara's face it is clear that he does not like the girl. But he also couldn't resist it because the girl's body reminded him of Denada who had been away for a long time.

"Excuse me madam, sir, I'll check first"

"Please doc"

The doctor did his job to check on Bela. While Klara and coals sat on the side sofa, waiting for the examination to be completed. Actually the coals are very lazy, but the mother forced to stay inside.

"Thank God the situation has improved, maybe waiting 2 to 3 days the wound will be dry" explained the doctor.

"Okay doc, thank you"

"Oh yes doc, do not forget to check also my driver who is below" Bara's orders.

"Good sir"

Bela immediately got back up and got out of bed when she heard Bara's words about the driver. Bela remembers that he came with Mr. Taryo, but until now he has not seen him.

His face was clearly visibly agitated, as Mr. Taryo was the only one to walk with Bela through the night obstacle on the riverbank. He doesn't want Mr. Taryo to do anything.

"Where are you going, son? " Tanya Klara was confused when she saw Bela's worried and agitated face.

"My driver, Mr. Taryo aunt. Where is she, is she safe" The tiny, very anxious face.

"Calm down, you need to calm down. Mr. Taryo you mean already treated by a doctor. And my son has taken care of everything" Klara explained.

A little smile from Bela when he found out that Mr. Taryo was also here and saved by his family aunt Klara. But suddenly his head hurt again and asked Aunt Klara for permission to rest.

Klara just smiled, stroked Bela's hair and gave the blanket just as she did to Denada while she was alive. Klara thinks that Denada gives her joy through Bela.

*crack*

He had just slept for a while, Suddenly the door of the room opened and it was seen Bara with her cold face entering the room. Bela was surprised and immediately corrected her position from sleeping to sitting back.

"You don't feel like a queen here just because my mama likes your presence" Bela was surprised by Bara's words and her face was still the same as a 10-door refrigerator.

"Hmmm, it turns out that he's Aunt Klara's son. Why is it so different like heaven and earth" Inner Bela while staring at Bara from the tip of the foot and the tip of the head.

"Have you listened to my words? " His impact while Bela was still dumbfounded.

"Sir, I am not deaf and I am not blind. I know you saved my life, and I'm not the queen you said I was" Bela said.

Bela calmly answered the question from Bara without the slightest hesitation. Like there is no fear in Bela, maybe because she has been trained with the attitude of her father who even has a more sinister face than Bara.

"How dare this child speak to me" He was astonished, for no one had ever dared to speak to him like that. Bara again gave a sharp spotlight to the girl who posed in front of him.

"Good, so you know what your job is right now, right? " She said while looking at Bela with certainty.

"Relax, I will be your service in this house and will not burden you" Bela was used to such an attitude. And he already knew what the man in front of him was wanting.

From Bara's face it was already seen that he did not like Bela. And from the conversation it was clear that Bara wanted the return of the girl.

His smile seemed satisfied, without him saying Bela already knew his heart. Finally what he wanted was achieved also to make this girl a servant in his house.

"What a good thought, I really like it" he said once again and rushed out of the room.

"But I don't like you arrogant sir" he murmured inwardly as he mocked the Bara that had passed from before him.

Bela immediately cleaned herself in the bathroom. He knew his body was still weak, but if he continued to relax in the room then the calm would slowly disappear and make his body more gurgling.

In the closet there are so many clothes that suit his taste. A large selection of jeans and shirts. Bela is confused because the one in this closet suits her lifestyle.

"Are they fortune-tellers, so they've prepared the clothes I want. Hmm, I'm gonna wear it"

He casually chose one of his shirts and jeans. Then look in front of a large mirror and look very good. His lips widened his smile even though there was still pain in the face because the painted bruise had not completely disappeared.

"No, no. I was told to be his servant. So it's better to just use a t-shirt" He forgot if Bara told himself to return the favor by being his servant during his stay in this house.

Finally Bela set on a selection of red shirts. It looks simple but its natural beauty is still the same. Because he never knew make-up like his brother.

Using that shirt, Bela looks a lot like Denada. His ideal body could not turn away a person's face. Surely those who see it from behind will say that it really is Denada.

"Wahhh, the house is very nice" Just step down from the stairs, his eyes were already dazzled to see the splendor of the house.

He was agape with the whole house, because the house was 3 times larger than where Bela used to live. Even the middle room alone looks very spacious like half a ball field.

Marble arrangements decorate every corner, it feels the price of this house is very expensive. If sold, maybe you can buy a football field and stadium, Bela thought.

"Crazy, this is not a house but a palace" Stunned, enchanted and fixated on her beauty.

"You're why you're wearing that shirt" The impact dissolved Bela's imagination of this house. He immediately turned to the source of the voice that was snapping at him.

"Ah sir, you're just surprising me" said she with a smile.

"You haven't answered my question yet, why are you wearing that shirt? " Bara looks emotional when Bela uses Denada clothes.

True he put Bela in Denada's room only to fill the empty room so that Bara is not lonely. But that doesn't mean he told Bela to use Denada's belongings.

"So this is it, sir...... " Fearless Bela explained briefly, clearly and concisely.

She said she had trouble finding clothes after cleaning herself in the bathroom. And when opening the closet, look the exact same suit model with the closet in his house.

The closet contains a shirt, shirt, jeans and fits perfectly with the character of Bela who is very tomboyish. So she was wearing it because she wanted to come down and be a servant in this house.

"But I didn't tell you to wear that shirt, you were so presumptuous" He said very rudely to Bela's surprise.

"What's up, Bara? Why do you look so angry?" Klara came from a distance and approached Bara who was seen scolding Bela.

"Ohh, so his name is the master of Bara" Bela finally understood that his name was Bara. Because all this time he only called him master and did not know his real name.

"Look ma, he was very presumptuous to use Denada's shirt" he said with an annoyed face.

"Wahh, very beautiful" An answer that Bara never expected when the words came out of the lips of his mother.

Not to scold Bela, but her mother praised Bela's appearance when wearing clothes from her late sister. That made Bara even more angry.

"Why does mom praise him, isn't she presumptuous? "

"Do you dislike seeing the same self as.... "

"Quite ma, indeed he is very similar. But not with his attitude" Suddenly his mother stopped mumbling.

Klara immediately sat on the sofa and fell silent. Suddenly the tears slowly came out and visible from the glare of his eyes staring in any direction. It was a sign that he was thinking about something.

"Aunty, aunt why are you crying?" Bela approached and knelt before him. Klara is still speaking a thousand languages.

He was very sad when he saw the tears of a mother fell, because he would remember his late mother who never returned her body until now.