Loving the Mafia

Loving the Mafia
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"Wrong. Because my life is not your domain. You don't have to mix it up!" hardik Chesy's.


"Well, how angry? I'm just helping Yunus."


"Hey, it's not polite. You're the same age I'm not much different, at least only five years different. Don't call my brother Mas. Call Sir! Abi is much older than you! What a damn damn witch?"


"Chesy, the more you don't like me, the more fun I get. Your brother never believed in you. And he believes more in me. It's easy for me to provoke your emotions and make our bama ugly in your ab's eyes worse than this."


Wow, the braver he is!


"What did you do to be able to spy on me and give info to Abi? Don't let me make a report that you're intruding on my privacy, until all my movements are known to you" snapped Chesy.


"I'm not spying on your eyes. I just came to Cazim's house because I suspected there was something there when I saw you coming in and out of the house. And as I eavesdropped beside Cazim's room, I heard the conversation between Cazim, Alando and the doctor. So yeah, I'll tell your brother."


"Udah yes, do not interfere in my affairs anymore. You're not who."


"I'm Mas Yunus' future wife. Naturally I interfered, I'm your mother's candidate."


"It would be crazy if I had a mother like you. Anyway abi wouldn't probably want to be the same woman as you." Chesy walked away.


So upset with Mimin, Chesy walked with a pouting face. Then it slipped and fell when it was not aware of stepping on the hole. Legs sprained.


"Dark... " Chesy was sitting on the side of the road. He tried to get up, but collapsed again because his ankle was very painful.


Chesy couldn't have gone home on foot if this was the way. He took a phone and called Cazim.


"Mas, where are you?" chesy asked after the phone call was connected.


"At home." Cazim was lying on the bed chewing eggs.


"Mas, get me!"


Cazim closed his eyes after sipping a drink. Put the phone near the ear. "I'm sleepy."


"I was down and couldn't walk. Get me fast!"


"If it's just sprained, it can still go. It's okay to walk." Cazim disconnected the phone.


"Excession! How obeyed?" Chesy was furious. He also rose to his feet again to start walking, but had not been able to stand up, his body collapsed again. The process sprained quite heavy to cause it to be difficult to walk like this.


With eyes heavy by drowsiness, he read the incoming chat. His eyes immediately widened. Chat from Dusk.


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Cazim, can you pick me up? I'm at a cafe and I have trouble finding public transportation.


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Cazim immediately replied to the chat.


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Okay. I'm picking you up.


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Cazim sent a message and got up quickly from the bed. The sleepiness went away somewhere. He grabbed the shirt and passed out.


Just as he approached the motorbike parked in front of the house, he saw in the distance that Chesy was limped walking down the road with limp feet. The woman had trouble getting her legs out.


Cazim turned his eyes away. The goal is to meet Dusk. He believes Chesy can walk alone to the house.


Just as Cazim thrust the key into his hole, he saw Jonah coming out of the house and said, "Well, that's Chesy why? How is that road? You pick it up quick!"


Ah my goodness! Cazim had to nod. He several times hugged his motorbike but the engine did not turn on. He eventually stopped riding a motorcycle. He left the motorbike and walked to pick up Chesy who seemed to be sitting alone on the side of the road.


About two hundred meters away, Cazim half ran up to Chesy. The man immediately squatted in front of Chesy. "Road up! I'll carry it!"


Chesy looked at the man's back. Will it be carried? There was a sense of awkwardness when it came to getting close to that back.


"Why silence? Come on!" Cazim pointed at his back while looking towards Chesy.


Seeing Chesy who was silent, Cazim pulled Chesy's hand and draped it to her neck. He lifted the tiny body attached to his back and carried it. Chesy's thighs on Cazim's left and right waist were held by Cazim's two sturdy arms.


Believe me, Chesy's heart was pounding when he was in a position without this distance. Don't let Cazim feel that pounding on his back.


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