Hidden Identity: My Beloved Mafia Queen
Chapter 4: Clara Lunoks

Clara Lunoks

I was in the underworld. Where there are no binding regulations, so murder, theft or other criminal acts become legal. Even the security forces alone do not dare to disturb any problems that exist in the underworld.

The underworld is divided into two regions, namely the world controlled by ruthless mafia, and the world controlled by mafia who still have a heart.

Me and Tiger Eye. We under Papa's command are not allowed to steal, rob or harm others. At least we still have a heart for others. But whoever dares to harass us first, then the gun and the knife will be weapons to defend ourselves.

Papa also did not teach me to do illegal business, we do business like business people in general. Our group is also helping the police, leaking information on the free trade of ruthless mobsters spread across Indonesia.

Our movement was smelled by the Black Shadow mafia. The mafia is notorious for its cruelty. This mafia has the largest and most illegal trading area.

From the drug trade, the arms trade to human trafficking. Make a fret state apparatus. But they are like eels. Very slippery. Always avoid the applicable law.

They attacked the Tiger Eye Mansion. When we are careless. Our men were slaughtered by the Black Shadow mafia, until the leader too, they finish him cruelly.

I won't stay silent. I purposely hid to set up a grand strategy of defeating them. I won't let them just be free.

But, the last Trust Papa gave me was for me to leave the black world. And live a normal life like everyone else in general. No violence, fighting and hurting each other. That's why I chose to hide and set up a scheme.

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Clara opened her eyes when she heard the family drama in the morning. A mother's chatty voice scolded her daughter, waking Clara up.

Clara looked at the clock stuck to the wall of her room. The clock shows at 7 am. Hurry up and take a shower. Because today is the second day, Clara went to college to teach.

Clara's already neatly wearing her shirt and trousers. Not to forget the glasses. Go down the stairs, and greet the inhabitants of this house kindly.

"Eh, I'm awake! Come on, have breakfast!" Laura invites Clara to join the dining table.

Is getting breakfast also included from the initial agreement?

Sofia was tidy and was enjoying her breakfast. Wearing a white shirt with a black jacket. His appearance has not changed. Always same.

Does he not have any other clothes? Clara Mumbled.

"Thank you, Mom. Did you cook?"

"Yes, Neng. Sorry potluck. Home cooking!" laura said with a smile. Clara turned her head towards the dishes served on the dining table. Tempeh, tofu and kale.

Is this what they eat every day? In my house, I eat chicken and meat almost every day. But here I see another reality.

"Let's eat, why daydream?" he said it surprised me.

"Yes, Mom!" clara answered, sitting her butt in the chair.

"Please eat, Miss Clara!" sela Sofia during a meal.

"Thank you."

The three of them enjoyed breakfast without saying anything. Only the sound of the clanking of spoons and forks could be heard. It is very difficult to swallow such simple food. However in order to appreciate the host, he had to eat it as well.

Um, it doesn't feel so bad! Maybe I didn't eat last night. My stomach feels very hungry.

"Yes, Mom. Here's the face money!" Clara thrust a brown envelope at Laura after she finished her breakfast.

"What's this?"

You can see it, it seems like money. But Laura pretended not to know what the brown envelope contained.

"Money, Miss Laura,"

Laura peeked at the contents of the envelope. How surprised he is. A lot of money, there's the envelope. The middle-aged woman rounded her eyes.

"What money is this? Why so much, Neng?"

"I paid for a year with a bonus for my mother for making me breakfast!"

"No, Neng! I'm willing to cook for Neng! The food is simple. But one to remember! This dish is cooked with love!" his bracelet. Clara and Sofia were laughing.

"You've saved it! Anyway I pay the fee up front. I don't feel burdened!" clara said, "Please accept, Mom. Mom and Sofia deserve this money!"

"good. I accept yes, Neng geulis!" he smiled.

"Yes, Mom."

After breakfast, Sofia leaves for campus. Coincidentally, Rafael had also picked her up at an ordinary place. Sofia hurried to say goodbye to her mother.

"Bye, Mom. Sofia to campus first!" yells.

"Aren't you the same as Miss Clara?"

"Ehm, Sofia there's a group assignment with friends!" he shouted as he passed away.

"Oh."

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"Already, let it go, Mom! His name is also children!"

"I'm sorry my son, Neng!" laura said, "I just don't want her to get too close to her obscure friends!"

Clara just smiled.

"Why, Mom?"

"A, Neng. Time doesn't know. Sofia's friends nothing is right! I'm afraid Sofia will follow them! Can you please ask the same, Neng?"

"What do you want, Mom?"

"Neng is his teacher at the campus. Please advise my son. I'm afraid he's tangled with bad things!"

Clara could feel a mother's concern for her daughter. The princess only. Every mother in the world wants the best for her children.

Clara remembers her mother. Her mother died when she was ten years old in a tragic accident. He was raised by the Papa, without the affection of a Mama. By her father she became a strong and courageous girl. Not afraid of anything or anyone.

"Miss?" Laura's mother called out to her, making Clara's daydreams crumble.

"Yes, Mom."

"Please advise your child. I want Sofia to be a smart kid, a useful kid. I've slammed my bones to send him to school. So that he gets a good education!" he said at length. Clara smiled.

"I'll try, Mom!"

"Well, where's Sofia's dad?"

Degh ...

Laura moved out of her seat. Her face looks changed when Clara made Sofia's father.

"Not to talk about it, Neng! Sofia's father died a long time ago! We never remember it again!"

"A-pa?"

This must be something wrong. Why do you hate Papa so much? What's the matter?

"Sofia is used to living without a father. So please don't ever ask about Sofia's father!"

"Well, Mom!"

Ah, I have to find out what really happened!

Clara said goodbye to teaching on campus. This was his second day, he did not want to be late. What people say, there are lecturers who arrive late. Ah, could be ashamed of her ...

To be continued ...

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