Mafia And Broken Girl
Beginnings

Black sports car drove splitting

traffic jam in the morning. The boisterous sound of the paddles in the capital completes the atmosphere

when humans begin their own activities.

Two-wheeled vehicles and

four-wheeled racing races honk their horns when the lights are flashed past

traffic changed.

"Shittt" Bait a

the man was gallant annoyed to see a two-wheeled vehicle overtaking right from the front of his car.

There was a tire friction with asphalt sign if the man stepped on the brakes arrived.

Reverse mighty steps

accompanied by a masculine aroma scattered around the lobby. Two guards also walked

behind the young man. Taking off his sunglasses the young man sat on

his big chair.

a few minutes' lapse came

a woman with a frightened face. He refused to open his voice when

seeing his interlocutor still behind him.

"You just stand there

without any intention of explaining all this ! "

Byars! paper paper sheet

thrown flying until the poor paper landed right in front of the foot

that woman.

"Ma.sorry me Sir.

Marcos! "

"Close your mouth !! do not

say my name with your devil lips ! " I see Marco sitting

his buttocks violently on the sofa not far from the woman stood up.

"You're trying to play

with me? tired of living? " Thin smile grinned with a look

slaying. I can't imagine or liken who I think a face looks like

this is scary yes.

"No sir ! pardon me

and my husband, This is all beyond my expectations Sir forgive me !''

Marco looked at the disgust of the woman

he was kneeling before him. Not once or twice has he been like this

but it has been many times. If it wasn't for Adab maybe marco would've kicked in

this woman came out of her room.

''Forgive me sir. Sa.

it will compensate all losses of the company. Give me time, sir, please

mercy master to me and also my family.forgive me my master

please''.

The woman continued to plead with

both hands clenched, resignedly forgetting self-esteem. Company money is not

the responsibility of the number that must be accounted for, not only that but the trust of a Marco has been tarnished.

''You know the money with that amount

but I hate BETRAYAL!!!!'' BLARRR paper paper paper

filling the air one by one land dramatically joined his people who

first get on the floor. Now the floor is like a paper factory warehouse

unordered. It's like where.

''Exit!''

An hour later, it's marco

he sat back on his bench. An OB can be seen cleaning up the paper on the floor. For the first time he cleaned the room while the occupants were inside. Usually he would clean the room when the morning before Marco came, or the afternoon after the occupants came home. When he cleans the room must also remain accompanied by his superiors so that everything goes well without any mistakes at the end of the hair.

The tapping of the fingers on the table further made the aura stiffen. The janitor painstakingly kept his concentration well so as not to make mistakes.

Marco's right hand pinched his forehead while left tapped on the table as if he were thinking about something, his eyes closed. But even so the janitor felt if he wanted to be executed.

The floor looks clean. The janitor lowered his head and took his equipment out.

''Excuse me sir''.

A few months after the departure of the OB Marco finally opened his eyes.

''Seize all Mahalini assets do not

leave anything without exception '' Marco said coldly but his intonation was full

''We have gathered all

data assets Mahalini sir. One-fourth of the company's funds

scorched is not covered at all said Gerald his personal assistant.

Marco seemed to chuckle with

full of ridicule. ''Then just make him a slave in my house''. Marco said

cynical. Counting his brain is useless at least there is a useful body. It is also a shame that it is thrown away for free. Garbage can be recycled to be useful. But the problem is that the woman is more than the trash of Dimata Marco, not willing to bother him to stick to his stance to make the woman a slave.

Marco continued immediately

an important agenda that he must complete. Since the second move

his parents went abroad 11 years ago, Marco took full custody of the company. Heartbreaking incident

what his family experienced made him have to stand in the company despite his age

at that time it was still young. Reciprocity from the incident

creating the personality of Marco who was once just a cold teenager descended from his father

being a child full of revenge, emotion and explosive. Also it makes the 30-year-old man hard without

mercy at all.

Growing up in an environment full of wounds and twists makes Marco a man who is trained to set things, read people's minds, and also devise strategies to survive and get justice.

Sometimes he does not hesitate then the same hands subordinate

who doesn't act when he's emotional.

That thing makes itself

very scared by the subordinates or their ranks. Abstinence is wrong, it is the motto in his life. He will be willing to sacrifice large funds for satisfactory results. They are willing to work hard for better results. No wonder if the company he leads is now a competitive advanced company and also has a prestigious competitiveness.

In the afternoon after finishing my fight with his work, he immediately went home. A dark night welcomes his return to his stately home in the capital's elite housing complex. The house is on the edge, with home models following the iconic European home design. The area of the house was almost three times its initial size.

''good night sir" A middle-aged man who was the head assistant of his home seemed reluctant to speak. "Sorry sir, Mahalini was replaced by his son. '' Marco's eyebrows are linked. Gerald who was right behind Marco finally opened his voice and explained. ''Mahalini was rushed to the hospital when she learned all

her assets were confiscated, her husband also left her because he did not want to be affected, he dropped so he sent his son instead"

said Gerald while heartily accepting the suit Marco gave him.

''Basic

cowardly''. That thin grin still looked full of ridicule.

When they are the same

stepping into the study, a teenage girl approached.

Shabby look with one ponytail hair. His body is thin as if unkempt.

Squeezing both hands he tried to hold his head. ''This man is already night

can I go home already''.

Marco glanced at Gerald for a moment.

''Ger?'' as if knowing the meaning of his master's gaze, Gerald finally opened his voice. ''Yes

sir he's Mahalini's son I mean''.

Marco smiled grinning. Him

just pass by. You think you can escape this betrayal of yours by

send your pathetic son. I've known you for years, what

you think I'm that easy to accept your son in your place, and then you're a handsome kid and you're just casually washing your hands.

''Come home, lady, tomorrow don't

forget your responsibilities'' Gerald said as he stared blankly at the teenager

those. A pitiful plain face that became a victim of his mother's selfishness.

The girl closed the door of the big house with a heart. Then he picked up his sandal which he had placed in the corner before entering.

The girl half-runningly carried her tote cloth which she was holding on the shoulder. He had to walk a long way to get to the edge of the road through public transport. After getting off the angkot he bought kentacky chicken which was sold on the side of the road. He really likes this menu. He then walked down the hallway after the passageway to arrive at the cramped house where he and his mother lived.

Arriving at home he was surprised to find Mahalini in his house. ''Are you home yet?'' The middle-aged woman who looked fresh was sitting on the sofa holding her legs. ''It's aunty''

''Did you work properly at Mr Marco's house earlier?'' Mahalini still remains in his position folding hands on the chest with his haughty style.

''My aunt works according to your instructions''

''It's good that from today you will work at Mr. Marco's house. Remember don't make the occasional mistake if you still want to live and also your mother. You know what Mr. Marco looks like''

''But aunt.....''

''Nothing but a fireplace. Aunty can no longer work to meet your needs and your mother's. There you will get a better salary, and so your mother will be your responsibility. You must know yourself, all this time om Haris and aunt have borne the cost of treating your mother and also you have occupied this house with just. So you work in place of that aunt nothing''.

The girl looked down inside. He's like being pinned down with a branch of hurtful words that are true.

''There meet your mother''.

The girl did not answer anything else. He went to the kitchen to see his mother. His mother was preparing dinner. The girl frowned in wonder not usually the mother cooked. ''This is for dinner your aunt will stay here so keep your attitude. Eat whichever you can eat after your aunt is done''.

After finishing the shower the girl went to the kitchen, and it turned out that the leftovers were only vegetable sauce and white rice, the girl stared for a while then ate rice with the kentucky chicken she bought earlier. After he finished eating, he immediately cleaned the kitchen. And it turns out Mahalini also came to the kitchen.

''One more thing remember what I said this afternoon! if anyone asks you tell me you're my son, Mr. Marco doesn't just accept people working with him. Mr. Marco wants to give you that job opportunity because they think you're my son, so keep your identity as my son''. Said Mahalini firmly full of emphasis.

He accidentally ties up a teenage girl who doesn't know what's with a big problem. Mahalini himself knew that after this the girl in front of him would not be able to escape from a Mr. Marco. But he had no other choice. He also will not want to be babu right, so he sacrificed innocent innocent girl who had no education as a result of his greed.

Seriate.....

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