Married the Mafia Boss
Lazy Child

Marrying a Mafia BOSS

The Part 15

"Ma, Mas Hansel came," said Nadin with a glowing face. Sometimes I look at the man who is now close to my brother. Accidentally, he and I looked back and both turned their eyes.

"Oh, is Son Hansel here yet? Enter first. I have prepared a market snack for friends to drink tea," said Mama while carrying a tray containing serabi and various kinds of snacks other markets.

"No need to bother, ma'am. I just want to take Nadin with Dira to eat meatballs at a Burhan pak kok stall," replied Mas Hansel after sitting in the living room.

"Well, how about Dira anyway, Mom? Why not just the two of us?" madam Nadin protested while pursing her lips.

"Yesterday was a two-way street, Nat. This time let Dira come. Your brother is a good friend of mine" Mas Hansel defended. Madam Nadin just clucked in annoyance then glanced at me with a look as if it would threaten.

"I can't go, Mom. I'm sorry I have work to do anyway, but brother and Papa Mas Hansel are here tonight. I want to get ready" I said quickly.

"Yes, Son Hansel. Nadira must be ready to welcome her future husband. Later that night we plan to discuss the proposal and the marriage of Dira with Nak Hansel's brother." mama chimed in.

Madam Nadin hastily picked up a glass of water for her, while Mama patted the man's back slowly.

"You don't like Nadira, do you?" Nadin repeated his question as I looked back. Mas Hansel only shook his head slowly as I glanced at him. I took a deep breath and then looked back after seeing my mother telling me to immediately leave from before her.

I don't listen to their talk much, only occasionally I hear laughter there. Rush to the room after mom asked me to leave with a blink of an eye.

Don't want to waste time, I immediately clean the body. After that, go back to the kitchen. As usual, the dishwasher was waiting. The dining table is empty. There were only vegetable scraps this morning and a small omelet. Usually Mama and Mama Nadin are waiting for me to come to prepare dinner dishes.

Almost all the work in this house was thrown at me. Starting from washing clothes, washing dishes, cooking, ironing clothes until mopping was charged to me. I don't know. I sometimes feel like I'm not part of this family but like a housekeeper.

Mama did work as an iron washing worker in two neighboring houses. Maybe home tired, so it's natural not to touch the house. While Madam Nadin, do not want to be able to beberes home not because tired of coming home from work but because she is a lazy child to help with homework.

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