Married the Mafia Boss
Home together

Marrying the Mafia Boss

The Part 13

"Dir, mommy's coming home first huh? Come home. Are you waiting for Ronal?" guru Bu Tuti again. I pinched his arm just like that. Instead of pain, Bu Tuti actually chuckled when he felt my pinch that might not be too felt in his skin that tends to widen it.

"Home home, Dir." Pak soleh pamit while carrying a bag of groceries. Usually, at the beginning of each month his wife deliberately leave monthly shopping to Mr. Udin.

"Go home, Dir. Waiting for the beloved prince?" Mother Ida chimed in. I just pursed my lips and grabbed my sling bag from inside the locker.

Some employees who entered the morning had started to leave, and were replaced with employees who entered during the day until the store closed at eight o'clock tonight. There are seven people who work at Mr. Martin's grocery store.

Morning to afternoon there were three people plus Pak udin who was in charge of delivering goods, while in the afternoon there were three people without a driver because the process of delivery of goods was only done in the morning to evening.

Although I'm tired of working here, I'm quite enjoying it because I feel like I'm getting a new family here. Even I am more comfortable in the store than at home alone who will only get scolding and swearing from Madam Nadin and mama.

"Debby, can I take you home?" Mas Hansel suddenly stopped next to me on his motorcycle.

"No need, Mas. I'm sorry, I'm just going for a walk" I said briefly and continued.

"It's okay, Dir. All right, I also want to go to your house, all between Nadin's custody," he replied again, reflexes make my steps stop.

"Eh, Anu, Dir. Nadin asked to buy something."

I just smiled and nodded slowly. I put my feet back without caring about Mas Hansel who kept following my steps.

"If I don't want to take you, I'll take you for a walk?" said the man again while turning off the motor and then pushing it slowly.

"It's okay. More exciting like this," he replied while grimacing small. I just shrugged my shoulders and put my feet back on.

Some people glanced at us, some whispered to each other. I'm sure the rumors of my closeness to Mas Hansel will spread again.

"Mas, you go first. Not good to see a lot of people" I said later.

"It's okay, Dir. We're not doing anything, are we? Just walk," he relaxed.

"Go ahead, Mas. Fear of slander."

Mas Hansel stopped his steps, I accidentally followed him.

"Are you afraid that Mas Ronal will not propose because we are close friends, Dir?" he asked with a different expression.

I let out a breath. I really want to say that I don't want to be run over by his mother like that, only I'm afraid that I will only make things worse. I also do not want to make Mas Hansel and his mother bickering just because of such a trivial thing.

Even if only friends, his mother still does not like because my friends who are not as level as him will only give a bad image to his family.

Aunt Sinta is afraid that people think that me and Mas Hansel have a special relationship because they have been close enough and often walk together.

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