Married the Mafia Boss
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Marrying the Mafia Boss

The Part 14

"Dira, are you seriously getting married to Mas Ronal? You agree with that matchmaking?" the question again broke my daydream. I just took a breath, without answering her question.

"Although she's my own sister, but I'm not willing if you marry her, Dira. You can get a much better companion than my brother. All this time I've told you a lot about him, haven't I?" Hansel asked in a different voice. There is a discrepancy in his words.

"I know, Mas. Unfortunately, it's not that easy to give a rejection," my reply was short. I went back, followed by Mas Hansel who was still pushing his motorcycle.

"Is this about your mom's debt?" ask again.

"Not only that."

"Want to?" When I looked, he frowned again.

"Maybe it's one of my proofs of my time with mama."

"By sacrificing your heart and your future?" ask him a little quickly. I looked at him who was looking at me fixedly.

"No what. What matters is that my mom is happy. Her happiness will make my life calmer."

"Everyone has the right to decide his own life, Dira. Especially this is about marriage. It is not easy to decide yes. You have to think again, Dira. Not that I meant to forbid, but Mas Ronal is not the right man to accompany you" he replied again. I just smiled wryly.

"Who deserves it, my dear? Poor people and only SD graduates like me, do not deserve to dream too high to get a successful life companion. Someone who wants to propose that alone is grateful, why dream grandiose."

"There, Dir. There must be, as long as you can express your feelings. Don't just shut up."

"Yes, you have to be honest who you have loved all this time" he said.

"Who? There is no. I'm not in love or like anyone."

"Well, right. You just lied. Don't you like someone?" asked with a thin smile, making me misbehave.

Does she know that I've been harboring feelings for her all this time? Can he read my mind? Can she feel the pounding in my chest while with him? Oh my God, it's bad if it really happens.

"Dira! Buruan. Later that night your future husband will come to discuss the proposal!" said Madam Nadin from the terrace made both eyes of Mas Hansel rounded immediately.

"Master, Dir?!" the question was short, making me even more clenched.

Istikharah I haven't done it yet, but the proposal was planned. I don't know. I just follow everything. If he and I weren't meant to be together, I'm sure that marriage wouldn't happen.

If marriage exists, I must be sincere and accept all of His destiny. No need to blame anyone because I believe all His destiny is beautiful as long as I want to sincerely and patiently live it.

"Mas, where's my seat? Comein. I've been waiting for you!" said Nadin again with a big smile. Hansel did not refuse. He also went with Madam Nadin, leaving me who was still in the yard.

There was pain in my chest when I saw him go with Nadin. But I can't explain it. Perhaps, my marriage to Mas Ronal was the best way so that I could forget this love.

Undue and out-of-place love. Let this taste bury me deep inside. Needless to say, God knows better who is best for my life.

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