Loving the Mafia
Picklock

Revalina began to fold both hands while continuing to throw her face, she became annoyed to remember one of her Lecturers liked Rival when she was still a Lecturer as well.

"Don't get angry so ah, it will be ugly," persuaded Rival as he poked Revalina's arm.

In a state of rage Revalina immediately brushed off the fingers of Rival's hand that had poked his arm.

"What the hell," grumbled Revalina.

"Are you jealous if there's a woman who likes me?" ask Rival in a soft tone.

A flash of Neutra Revalina circulates towards Rival, with a very sharp circular. He was quite surprised by Rival's question this time.

"Where I'm jealous, I'm just upset that you're so good-natured in front of so many people" elak Revalina clearly said.

But apparently the clarity of his speech was not welcome to Rival, now Rival actually tried to hold back his laughter that had directly mocked Revalina.

"That's called jealousy, Reva," Rival said, smiling shyly as he shook his head.

"No, not jealous of me" Elak Revalina for the umpteenth time.

Along the way the two continue to argue this up to home, but upon arrival at home they actually get along with each other.

"Geez, if you want to be friendly in kamat only why not here," Jacob scolded in front of his two sisters while carrying a cup of hot coffee.

Hearing Jacob's sudden voice breaking the stillness of the middle room quickly Revalina let go of her embrace but not with Rival now embracing Revalina's shoulder.

"It's a pity for my brother, but it's wrong for himself why he didn't just stay there," said Rival mocked Jacob.

Jacob sat down on the sofa, placed the coffee cup on the table before him and slowly returned Rival's gaze more sharply in all directions.

"Where would Mama have me in that house" Jacob said with his leisure.

Not only for the business of getting married, looking for the right partner and peace, this time

"Not me, too," said Rival, beginning to move his legs toward Jacob.

Upon seeing this, Revalina deliberately went into the room to give them space to talk and think about the problems that occurred.

"Hopefully their problems will be solved quickly, and may Mama recover quickly" said the prayer Revalina

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POV Acram

A happy start escaped from the security cafe with his steps that remained relaxed carrying the food to the south.

Can he make sure at this time the woman is being thrown into a rampage in the cafe there because the cake and coffee is lacking.

"I don't mean to steal, the beautiful sister's man who took it," said Akram's defense of himself.

At this time it was his turn to be confused about eating luxury food and drinks like this where while everything was filled with people.

Behind his courage to take food and drink in the heart of Akram was originally always discouraged by himself, he was always insecure when millions of women always scream when they see him.

It's just that in criminal cases that occur, Akram is in the spotlight with other things and views that are much different so that Akram himself is also different, unlike the old bar-bar.

At the same time Akram crossed the Mosque, he remembered that the people in the mosque were relaxed people and not.

"It looks like I'm eating here, I still have to drink because I'm thirsty" murmured Akram as he continued to look at the mosque.

And it is true that finally the Great Mosque became the destination of Akram, he quickly went inside to the hallway right where someone took ablution water. On the side of the hallway there are several dead aisles that are not used anymore, seeing that Akram was rushing to get there.

Upon arrival there first he dipped the ice coffee with a taste in the throat that could not be up, with the reason he did not want to know a little about himself even if only thirst.

That afternoon he set aside a cake for him to eat at night and tomorrow morning, he made a line on the cake to fit.

"Life is like a very feeling, but if you still eat a good drink it's okay I still accept as long as I'm not in prison" murmured Akram.

The longer the day slowly becomes evening, Akram has missed several times prayer time but he still casually sleeps on the side of the hall all day in the darkness and humidity of the hallway.

The sound of water splashing continues to be heard in his ears, indicating that there are always people praying there at any time until the magrib arrives more and more people who visit the mosque.

Even so the splashing of abu water and the sound of Adhan he heard as much as 3 times in the same place did not make his heart tapped to pray.

Many people who had just wudhu gossiped, but Akram still fell asleep there no matter what people say.

"Sleep until Malaika Izrail picks you up" said one of the worshippers in an angry tone.

Akram who was just about to go back into his beautiful dream immediately woke up and immediately rose from his sleep after hearing the words of a man earlier like very upset.

Perverted after waking up from his sleep Akram immediately dyedukan looking for a man there, but in the ablution area he did not find a single person there.

Suddenly his whole body felt goosebumps, his nape felt very cold, at that time Akram began to fear. Fear of her not being ready to return to the creator for now.

Without thinking for a long time he rushed to take ablution water, then rushed to pray.

In the middle of the congregational prayer that took place, slowly victory accompanied by a sense of patience seemed to envelop.

After the prayers took place, Akram began to follow but chose in the back row. He was reluctant because there were people watching his face, even he became the center of attention there.

'If it wasn't for the person's words, whether my dreams or not were too creepy, I wouldn't be able to pray, ' said Akram in his heart.

Even though I have prayed, the heart of Akram continues to be stiff.

Shortly after the greeting, he immediately covered his face with a mask and then Dissolve followed the other congregation.

He rushed into the hall last night for dinner with his bread, in every step of his tongue was able to imagine the delicious bread this time.

Crossing the other congregations, Akram was so excited towards the male ablution hall.

Upon arriving there, his eyes widened to see no bread and the rest of his coffee. Panicked, he looked around the hallway.

"Where is this, the feeling I put here," Akram wondered.

Akram's face grew pale, his stomach was already very hungry while the bread was his last hope.

This time not only in the hallway, all over even inside the ablution area Akram men looking for his bread. Tracing the place until one by one he opened, but there was no bread of his even the former wrapper was not there.

One of the mosque officers who was there was looking at him with a look of pity, they whispered to each other as Akram was scraping through the trash and Akram knew it but he felt his bread was more important than anything now.

"Arghhh, why did I stay should I just carry it on" Akram grumbled in an annoyed tone.

There is a sense of regret, but instead of regretting having done the prayer he actually regretted not bringing the bread and coffee with him even though the edges will be banned by the officers as well.

"Damn, continue if it's like this I want to eat what," said Akram wondering.

Feeling that he could not continue to be here, people just stared pity but nothing uncertain, useless.

Without a second thought Akram hurried away with determination and zeal to look for food out there.

In the middle of the noise of the night, Akram passed by the sidewalk through the cold night wind alone looking for a garbage can.

He had started far from the starting place, now he felt like almost in the middle of the city when he saw the people there who looked cool and neat, plus the many buildings towering.

Only a glimpse of Akram's thoughts in the midst of his confusion looking for food, from the trash one with another trash can he never found food that is still worth eating not stale let alone rotten.

"I'm still a new bum so it's not appropriate to eat food like this" grumbled Akram shutting back the door of the trash can violently.

That night Akram was still trying hard to find food, then he accidentally saw a small restaurant in there no one bought there.

"Well, it looks like the restaurant needs a seller. I can be a seller" said Akram with two sparkling eyes.

In the lyrics to and fro, he saw no one else who paid attention to the restaurant let alone himself. All are at a considerable distance.

Seeing the situation that was already conducive, he thoughtlessly rushed towards the simple restaurant.

"Good Night, what do you want to order, sister," said the waiter with a friendly smile.

"Night" said Akram smiling as he nodded thinly.

"I want to order a meal she packs each of these other uses, this and this," said Akram pointing to several menus with glass.

"Well, on the whole thing?" ask waiter.

"Yes, everything is the same as the two mineral waters" answered Akram.

Actually what he did was too risky, but with the people in the restaurant it actually made himself more threatened.

"It's over, 40 in total" the waiter said, handing out two boxes of food and wrapping them in plastic wrap.

"OK," said Akram pulling the bag as his hand reached into the money in his pants pocket.

"Mom, order food here" said one middle-aged man.

Seeing the focus of the waiter who had been divided by the new consumer, Akram quickly came out of the restaurant, running as fast as El as the direction and destination

"Woi!" shouting waiter.

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