Loving the Mafia
Angrier
“It was a gini accident, right? So if invited to say that answer, do not be questioned!” chesy growled without looking at her interlocutor, focusing her gaze on the chest covered in fine fur. Chesy's hand shook as she wiped it. Suer, this was the first time he had to see a man's plain chest, even occasionally his lentic finger came into direct contact with the breastplate's skin.
Uh, but what he's looking at right now isn't aurat. He should have been normal, but he was really nervous.
“You already feel how bad it is when your interlocutor won't respond to your words, right? That's how I feel! Learn to appreciate others! Dicekin when talking is not fun!” Cazim grabbed Chesy's hand and kept her away from her chest. The man then sat down again.
Chesy's stunned. Remember that he had been indifferent to Cazim when the man questioned him several times. Duh, how many times will Cazim make him checkmate like this. With her relaxed and calm demeanor, she easily made Chesy feel disconnected.
Chesy sat in a long chair next to Cazim.
Two bowls of porridge served by the seller.
Cazim ate the porridge voraciously.
“Eat!” cazim pointed to the porridge.
Smelling the savory aroma of porridge, Chesy also had no power to hold back. The experience of the bad to hold the prestige of being fired at the hospital was enough to make him swallow the shame, jnagan until it happened again.
Chesy also eat porridge.
“What do you drink?” ask Cazim.
Chesy shook her head.
“Unfortunately can eat without drinking?”
“Air white aja.” Chesy took mineral water in a glass, then sipped it through a straw.
What is Cazim really? His attitude confused Chesy. Chesy once caught Cazim with his appearance that is more worthy of being called a thug, far from the word ustad, even the tattoo on his body also clearly shows that he is not a religious leader. He was also often enraged whenever things that reeked of secrets about him were almost exposed.
“Now you're my husband right?” ask Chesy.
“No need you ask again, do you need to meet twice to convince you?”
“I mean, if you're my husband, then let me know your family. Your parents, and your brothers. I certainly should recognize your family too.”
Cazim was silent.he looked serious about eating his porridge.
“Bring me to meet your parents!”
“I have no parents.”
Chesy frowning. A liar! It is clear that Dusk said that Cazim Cazim still had a father.
If indeed Cazim comes from a good family, he should be willing to introduce his parents. But instead he spared his wife from his parents. What a strange man.
“Do not lie! I don't like being lied to!” ketus Chesy's.
“Why should I lie?”
“I know you still have family. Don't hide them from me! Why do you have to avoid them and even your marriage is hidden from them? What are you afraid of them?”
Cazim began to look puffed up with all those questions.he put the spoon and fork into the bowl, turning his head with a sharp look.
“Stop to talk a lot! You don't want this wedding, do you? Why are we so busy with my family? You're doing this just because you want to know my identity, right? ****!” Cazim stood up violently, his chair creaking. He put fifty thousand dollars into the cart with a rather strong jolt until the mamang seller was shocked.
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