Married the Mafia Boss
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Marrying the Mafia Boss

The Part 16

Beautiful nails are afraid of blisters and dirty if you have to wash clothes or wash dishes especially struggling with knives and cutting boards in the kitchen. That is, he always asked me to do everything alone while he was busy with his own world with a cell phone in hand.

"Dira, are you seriously willing to accept Mas Ronal's proposal?" Suddenly Mas Hansel was nongol from behind as I cleaned up the trash in the courtyard.

"If I accept, what is it, Mas?" Then I asked back.

"What the hell, Dir. Just worried that you'd be unhappy with him." Mas Hansel smiled faintly then let out a long sigh.

"Why don't you be honest if you actually like me, Dir?" Mas Hansel's question choked me up for a moment. I laughed too.

Mas Hansel's conversation with his mother three days ago came to mind again, even though I had tried to forget it.

"Mama don't have to worry. Hansel and Dira are only close friends, Ma. Hansel also knows which ones deserve to be wives and which ones are just worth talking to and telling stories. Nadira is kind and understanding. He's not as bad as you think. She's also not the matre woman you're afraid of. But again mama must believe that Hansel and Dira have nothing to do but friends. About the wife, maybe Nadin is a little better than Nadira. Don't you, Ma?" mas Hansel tried to convince his mother. The man seemed to rub the arms of the mother slowly so that her mother was more sure if her speech was right.

Not waiting for an answer from Mas Hansel, I hurriedly took a few steps back and stepped back into the store. The brownies that Mr. Martin left behind I deliberately gave to Mr. Udin, let him just send them back to Mas Hansel's house. I don't want him and his mom to know if I can listen to their chat in the garden next to their house.

"Dira, you like me, right? Be honest before it's too late. At the very least, tell the truth so that Mas Ronal also refuses this matchmaking. That way you'll be free, Dira. As a friend, I'm just afraid that you're suffering from inner birth if you marry her" she said.

Companions. Yes, just friends. He doesn't think of me as more than that. So why am I being honest about how I feel if I'm just gonna clap one arm? Isn't that embarrassing for me?

I should have been self-aware long ago, if Mas Hansel only thought of me as a friend, nothing more than that. It's just that his attention and understanding of me sometimes makes me think more than that.

I closed my eyes slowly. Back to thinking about when Mas Hansel told my mom, mom and her college friends if I was just his best friend. He even repeatedly said that I was only suitable as a friend not a wife candidate.

I should be aware of myself only SD graduates who are sometimes not so connected if invited to talk to friends about knowledge or the world of lectures. I'm not as fashionable as them either.

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