Salah Tetangga

The beautiful brown haired girl sat limply in the corner of the closet. Those light brown eyes kept on shedding tears on her special day which ended up being a mess. The girl had no idea that there would be chaos, because the mafiosos had come at the invitation of her beloved papa.

“Mama…” The girl mumbled the figure she had missed all the time.

"Mama ... Mama ... Papa disappointed me hoohoohoo ..." The girl fell down crying hugging her own cold body in silence.

What should have been a festive and stunning seventeenth birthday party ended in deep disappointment.

"My party was ruined because of Papa's selfishness..." The light brown eyes stared blankly at the black toilet door. Beautiful beginnings don't always end in happiness. The girl was still sobbing, then fell silent remembering her special day ended sadly.

***

Everything was arranged perfectly as what was dreamed of. The birthday party venue was so luxuriously decorated with sparkling crystal chandeliers, the swan princess theme was so beautiful and elegant, as well as a dazzling party dress for a beautiful girl on her special sweet seventeen birthday.

“Papa, this is so beautiful beyond what I imagined!” Such a sweet voice to listen to all day long from a beautiful girl.

“Buon compleanno, figlia mia! Bianca has always been number one for Papa." The gray-haired man looked at his daughter affectionately. "Papa will always make everything Papa's little daughter wants." The man gently stroked the beautiful girl's head.

“Grazie mille, Papa! This is going to be an amazing party for me!” Bianca hugged her papa tightly and rushed over to her friends.

The old man raised his left hand, signaling for his right hand person to rush towards him. The only man who has the power to govern under the boss's leadership.

“Si, Signore! Everything is under control safely and the fellow mafiosos have arrived as planned." The mighty and dashing man conveyed the message calmly.

“Make sure everything goes smoothly, Juan! Make sure the food and drink for the Capos and others are fulfilled!” The old man looked around with his eagle eyes, until he found his beloved daughter laughing with her friends.

“Si, Signore!” Juan the right hand man nodded firmly at his command and left to make sure everything went according to plan.

“Bianca, here! Woah ... woah ... woah ... look at her become a beautiful swan princess, guys!" exclaimed one of her close friends who is always dramatic everywhere. The long blonde tossed her hair.

"She's very beautiful, isn't she?" The whispers of Bianca's friends were soft as she passed between them.

“See, what I tell you, guys! Our Birthday Girl is amazing!” A cheerful youth commented.

“Bianca, why did you turn into a Goddess when I'm still a praying mantis?” teased her friend who always spreads his charm pretends to be the most handsome actor.

“Hahaha…! Haven't I been a goddess since birth?" Bianca cheerfully answered by turning her body around as a ballerina.

“Bianca this seems such an amazing party!” said one of her friends while looking around her with a look of admiration.

“Ohh… Grazie! I designed this party months ago. Papa made my dream today everything perfect.” The girl replied with her cheerful voice.

“Bia, Happy Birthday, Sweetheart!” said the Pinkish who was always excited.

“Bia, why are the mafiosos, here? Isn't your party private?" The pinkish haired girl looked at Bianca with a confused look. Hee other friends also paid attention to their surroundings, which were already full of mafiosos from Capo to soldiers.

Many of her friends wish her a happy birthday and best wishes for the future. Sweet seventeen will be the first step for her to turn into a free and independent Bianca. Living in a mafia environment makes her have to be extra careful and restrained by the many rules from her father who is the boss of the Il Diamante Cartel.

“Okay, guys, enjoy the party! Please excuse me first, because I have to find Papa now!” said goodbye to the goose girl.

Bianca looked around her angrily. She did not expect the arrival of guests from the mafioso she did not invite.

"Grazie, happy birthday, Rosa!" She no longer responded to the words of the youth under her father with a cheerful face. Reluctantly, she left her friends disappointed in the party area.

“Sigh… where's Papa? Why are there so many mafiosos here?” Bianca muttered uneasily, not seeing her papa around.

The girl walked quickly, until she lifted her dazzling dress while looking here and there.

“Principessa, Happy Birthday!” greet one Capo who was nearby gave a birthday wish, but she ignored it and left quickly looking for her papa.

“Hufh… argh… where is Papa!” Bianca took a deep breath seeing that there were already drunk people around her which made her even more annoyed.

Bianca paused for a moment to stare at the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, without realizing that someone was standing behind her.

"Principessa, why are you here?" 

The birthday girl jumped in surprise at Juan's presence, her father's right hand that she didn't realize was right behind her. “Aaah… gosh, Juan!” Bianca was shocked, until she squeezed the dress she was lifting.

"Mi dispiace, Principessa." Juan said softly to her.

"Come on, Juan, where's Papa? Why are all the mafiosos here?” Bianca looked at Juan with a worried look and raised her voice.

“Mi dispiace, Signore Acetta is meeting with the Capo of the West, Principessa. And the mafiosos were invited directly by Signore Acetta.” Juan answered bluntly and calmly looked at Bianca who was already blushing, from holding back anger.

“Are you kidding me, Juan? Why didn't Papa tell me? Why... why didn't you tell me too, Juan? THIS IS MY PARTY! MY PARTY IS NOT Daddy's PARTY!” Bianca grew even more angry with what Juan had said to her. She raised her voice, until she shouted at Juan in the corner of the venue near the stage.

“Principessa ...” Juan was taken aback by the screams of his boss' daughter. The girl then ran away from him towards the gray haired man who was laughing with the Capos from the West.

"Papa ... Papa ... Papa ..." Bianca ran over to her papa who was with the Capos holding bottles of Grappa, an impressive Italian alcohol.

"Si, Tesoro. What is it, honey?" The gray haired man looked at his daughter rushing towards him.

“Papa, can you talk to me alone now? Please, Pa, this is very important.” The girl pulled the old, but still handsome man onto the balcony.

“Si, Si, Tesoro. Why did you draw Papa here?” The gray-haired man crossed his arms and looked at his angry little daughter.

“Papa, why are the mafiosos here? It's my birthday party, right?" The girl turned her waist and raised her voice to her beloved papa.

"I was the one who invited them, Honey. Let them join the party to celebrate your birthday.” The gray haired man held his little daughter's shoulders gently. He looked straight into his light brown eyes, which were starting to turn red.

“Papa, I remind you, okay! This is my party! I should have the right to invite whoever is here. Look at them, Papa! They're getting drunk even when my party hasn't started yet." The girl pointed in all the directions the mafiosos were in.

"I always obey all the rules from Papa, but why would Papa do what you want at my special party?" Bianca added breathlessly.

They laughed loudly, holding bottles and glasses of Grappa, Campari and Strega Liquore regardless of the rest of the guests and Bianca having a party. The beautiful girl's voice began to tremble from the anger she was holding back.

"Come on, Papa has been preparing this party as extravagantly as possible for months. Tesoro, let them toast. Your party's gonna get even more fun, okay? Papa needs to get back to Capo and other important people soon." The gray haired man hugged his daughter briefly and started to walk away, ignoring his own beloved daughter.

"Daddy is still selfish! I'm your daughter, Papa, but you only put your fun first!” Bianca couldn't contain her anger anymore and screamed at her papa who had rushed into the venue.

The light brown eyes started to tear up. The disappointment felt by the beautiful girl was so high, that it made her silently stare angrily at the empty place where her papa stood. "WHAT AN OLD BASTARD!"