Loving the Mafia
Huge Evidence
"What does abi mean?" Chesy stared in shock.
"Here sit down first." Jonah pulled Chesy's arm until the tiny body was forced to slam into the sofa. "So just called Cazim and told him to come here, and he came straight to see Abi. Though Cazim was in a sleeping position when Abi called him, finally his sleep Cazim so disturbed because of the sound of a telephone ringing from Abi who woke up his sleep. If you knew Cazim was sleeping, Abi wouldn't bother him."
Chesy still does not understand the direction of the conversation of her brother who spoke nonsense.
"So respectful Cazim same abi to come here even though he was sleepy." Jonah smiled at Cazim. "So, Abi asked Cazim to come here to talk about the important thing, which is that Cazim be your teacher and teach you about Islam, adab, morality and the practice of verses in everyday life."
"Click, Abi. It doesn't have to be her." Chesy pointed at Cazim with her index finger, she remembered the gun that Cazim had brought. The man is not a good man, he is dangerous and does not deserve to be called an ustad. Cook ustad tattooed, smoke, have a firearm, do dangerous secret transactions, even keep evil secrets. I don't read bismillah.
"Chesy!" reprimanding Jonah with a stern look, giving the code so that Chesy is polite. Yunus' gaze returned to Cazim and threw a smile as he said, "Sorry, Cazim. Abi's son is like this. That's why Abi asked Cazim to be his teacher, teaching him about Islam, about manners and morals, anyway."
Cazim smiled politely and nodded. "No problem. I-i understand. It is impossible for abi to find a teacher to form the character of an abi child if his behavior does not cross the line." Cazim glances at Chesy with a meaningful smile.
Chesy's eyes widened. Oh, that's so great of him! Indirectly speaking Chesy.
"Chesy does not have a mother figure, so it is only natural that she is like this," Cazim added in a wise style like a religious leader.
Chesy then smiled obliquely. "Abi sure you want to make this guy my teacher?"
"I have accurate evidence that this man does not deserve to be a religious teacher, not even worthy of being called an ustad. He's a criminal. If need be I'll show this evidence to all the citizens to get him kicked out of here, he's a danger." Chesy looked in annoyance.
"Chesy, stop talking!" snapping Jonah wanted to silence Chesy's mouth with a slap. Since long ago, Chesy did dare to act arrogantly on people he did not like, including Mbak Mimin, a widow who claimed love to her brother. Chesy once drove the woman when she came to the house to take a bushel containing jengkol rendang. Rantang was thrown and flew into the air, ending up on the ground. Sadistic.
Jonah understood the nature of his son. After Mimin, now Cazim is the victim.
"I have proof, abi." Chesy reached into the phone from her pants pocket.
Cazim's face now looked serious, the smile that had been expanding had faded.
Chesy pulled out her hape, then opened the hape password with a touch of her wiggly finger. "In this book there is already strong evidence that explains who Cazim really is."
Looking at Chesy's enthusiasm, Jonah became curious. What evidence will be shown to him. He waited until his daughter opened the gallery and pressed the final video of her recording recorded today.
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