Into The Wild (Mafia Series #2)

Epilouge

"Please, marry my daugther!" Woman pleaded to me. Lumuhod pa siya.

"Sapphira naman..." her husband pleaded.

"Zed, walang future yung anak natin kay Nyro. Please, Zed."

"Alam niyo ba 'tong pinapasok niyo?" Iritadong tanong ng kapatid ko, si Azheaya.

Tumango ang babae. "Oo, you're a Mafia. One of the dangerous family in the Asia."

"What if... hindi namin tanggapin?" Tanong niya ulit.

"Please," she began to cry.

"Kiss my shoe first." My sister said.

Agad ko siyang sinaway. "Azheaya, stop."

"What? I'm not doing anything." Sabi niya at nagkibit balikat.

"W-What? B-But..."

"I'll take it." Sabi ko na. I just want to rest. Napatingin silang lahat saakin. Lalo na si Azheaya na nakataas na ang kilay. Ginulo ko ang buhok niya. "Ayos lang."

"Lenuel-"

"Kuya..." pagtatama ko kay Azheaya.

"Kuya naman kasi," iritadong bulong niya.

The dinner was finished and I went to my room.

I sighed. "Kung di ako pumayag edi si Zy ang ipapakasal sa iba."

"Then let him, Kuya."

"No, he will refuse. And if he refused, Ace will refuse, too. Tatanggi silang dalawa. At ikaw ang maipapakasal sa iba. Do you understand, Kuya?" Tanong ko sakanya.

She shooked her head. "No. What do you expect from a kid like me?" Umirap siya at umalis sa kuwarto ko. Napabuntong hininga ako at humiga na lang sa kama.

This family is so fucked up.

Tumayo ako sa kama ko at kumatok sa pintuan ni Azheaya. "Open, please?"

She opened her door and her bitch face welcomed me. I chuckled. Lumuhod ako para magkapantay kami. Hinawakan ko ang kamay niya at seryoso siyang tinignan.

"Pumayag ako para matapos na 'to. You know that we can't escape this arrange marriage thing, right? Generation by generation, atleast two people need to be fixed marriage." Sabi ko sakanya. "It's ok for me, let's just wish na maganda yung mapapangasawa ko." Biro ko pa.

She sighed. Alam ko na naiintindihan na niya ang punto ko. "Kilala ko yung babae. And do you even know how hold is she? She's fucking sixteen, Kuya! And how old are you again? You're... old!"

"I'm just 28..."

"Still old!"

A beautiful girl walked down the stairs. I checked her face when she's infront of me. Long straight hair, natural thick brows, pointed nose, redish lips and cheecks, she's also tall. Her eyes is too intimidating. Parang laging galit.

"Everyone. Let me introduce you, our daugther, Fliona Zara Quintala."

Fliona Zara. That's a beautiful name. Nung pumunta na kami sa table at pag usapan ang engagement. She said that she doesn't want to be married in a estranghero. I am not a estrangero! I'm Lenuel Vince! Her fiancee!

Isang malakas na sampal ang sinalubong niya saakin. Strong start. Napahawak ako sa pisngi ko at palihim na bumuntong hininga.

"I am not your fiancee. Talk to them and cancel this fixed marriage." Sabi niya saakin. She's furious. Does she have a boyfriend?

I bet I'm more better than him.

"I already talked to them, alright? They won't listen." I said. Really? You're such a great liar, Lenuel. I heard her sigh. Now come to think of it, she has bruises on her face. "Your face sure has a lot of bruises."