MAFIA VS CEO
TWENTY-FIVE

Have you ever loved a man who cannot or should not be reached? How do you feel and what do you do? Survive or avoid?

But, for an Ajeng who dedicates life to a man since childhood when both parents throw it away. The best option is to stay.

"Where else is that kid?" Omel Haris sat down and put his phone on the table. The worst morning for him was to see the fence of the house that had been closed tightly with some people standing firmly in front of the gate.

Haris, who had wanted to see his nephew to pick up the leftovers at his sister's house, decided to go to the hospital while trying to contact Erina.

"What's wrong? Can't call your nephew anymore?" ajeng Laughter. His entertainment now was to see the folly of an uncle who was about to frame his own nephew.

"Home fences are tightly closed, there are even guards outside the fence. Why would he keep a body guard when finances are running low?"

Aren't you the greedier yourself? That's his own money. Inner Ajeng while looking down at Haris and sitting in his chair. "You think too much, your niece is still a child and has no experience whatsoever, so better ignore it."

"How can I ignore when he's already paid a lot of bills today?" Haris is getting annoyed when he turns on the computer and sees a lot of incoming emails from Erina. "The money's enough to pay the debt, huh! Despite exerting a lot of effort, it is not necessarily able to run the operations of the hospital! I want to see her sick face."

Erina glanced at Haris. You are sick!

"Oh yeah, does your boss have free time for the day after tomorrow?"

"I don't know, what's up? You're gonna pay for everything?"

Haris shook his hands casually. "How can I pay if there's a bully? No, I mean time for a party."

"Fest?"

"My daughter's having a super festive party, of course we'll invite you guys."

Ajeng did not understand. "Is this why you're angry? You'll also invite a nephew?"

"There's no way I've invited that son of a pesky bearer, my sister always says Erina can't be arranged and so on. Why was he invited?" Haris shrugged both shoulders casually.

Ajeng did not comment much.

"Just come to my house, and you'll love it. My daughter and wife have prepared well."

"No invitation?"

"Specifically, there is no invitation. Besides my own daughter invited you, isn't it an honor for you?"

"Stop saying nonsense, I'll pass it on to the boss."

"Well, may your master come along so that my daughter may be more excited."

In Haris's private house.

"What did you invite the mafia to do? He could kill our family!" Reject Edi.

Dian laughing. "Sister, don't be stupid. If we manage to get into a relationship with Mr. Danel, our debt will definitely be considered even further."

"You think he's that easy?" tanya Edi does not believe in the stupidity of his own sister. "He's obviously a criminal, why look up for a criminal."

"Edi, keep talking. Dian is your real sister!" reprimand Endang angrily when he heard the feud of the brothers from far away.

Dian stuck out her tongue and mocked her brother.

Edi sighed and explained to his mother. "Mom, please advise this child. There's no way he can get married and live happily with the mafia."

Endang looked at Dian confusedly. "Married? The mafia?"

Edi told his mother. "He's in love with Mr. Danel."

Dian pouting. "Sister, there's no way I'm ignoring such a handsome man. Just imagine how handsome and intelligent he is, if we can establish a good relationship then he can give us an advantage."

"You can't dream too much, Dian! It's obvious such a man won't make you his idol."

"Why indeed?"

"She must have had many lovers, and all of them must have been beautiful, unlike you."

"Mother-" whined Dian to Endang. "I can't invite this guy to come to my birthday to mess up!"

"Why indeed? No can? Brother, I have never interfered with my brother's love life. Why am I angry at me to get away from him? Can't you think about the benefits we're going to get?"

Edi ruffled his hair in frustration. "Advantage? Do you think that the love of clapping your hands can make us a profit?"

"Mother, look. Brother even mocked me, when it was a good plan to change our future."

Endang patted Dian's head gently. "With my beautiful daughter in mind, nothing can change all our plans. Your plan is smart and I'm just praising it with pride."

Dian glanced at her brother arrogantly. "Mom even agreed with the plan I made, brother don't regret it."

"No, I will never regret all my decisions. I want to see your lethargic face when that man insulted you all out."

"Sister, I'm beautiful. Polished just a little bit more than the woman who always clings to it, so please appreciate this brother's sister."

Edi walked away leaving his sister and mother fed up.

Endang and Dian looked at each other happily.

"Just let your brother, the most important thing is to try this plan first. If it works, your brother will definitely regret and apologize.'

Dian nodded in agreement.

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At night, at Adair's house.

Geck! Geck!

"Lake in."

Adair heard the sound of slightly heavy footsteps. "Just put it on the table, and I'll eat. Thank you Erina."

Erina was sometimes amazed by Adair's intelligence. "How do you know?"

Adair remains busy with his documents. "We grew up together, I broke your footstep."

Erina placed a tray on the table near the sofa and walked towards Adair's desk. "Are you very busy?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Yesterday, thank you for helping me make the cake."

"No need to say it, I love to do it. You don't have to feel burdened."

"I don't feel burdened."

"okay."

Silent moment.

Adair raised his head when he realized there was no further sound. "What's wrong? Nothing you want to say?"

Erina looks doubtful. "Uhm-"

Adair put down the pen gracefully and looked straight at Erina.

"We grew up together but didn't know each other."

Adair did not dispute that.

"I heard about my cousin's birthday party and I wasn't invited, but you."

"Know where?" tanya Adair did not understand. Ajeng did give a report on Haris's daughter's invitation, but he has not given any info to Erina.

"My mother's right hand is the story, all making up stories about my cousin's invitation and enthusiasm. It seems I'm the only one not invited."

"Loved?"

"No, more curious."