Married the Mafia Boss
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Marrying the Mafia Boss

The Part 19

My mind is back on fire. Was Mr Martin's speech right then if Ronal's mas wasn't as bad as I thought? But why should I be the one chosen by you to accompany that creepy guy? Why not choose someone else if the main reason is not because of debt?

"Even if your mother doesn't owe me, I still want to marry you to Ronal. The debt is only as a guarantor so that you are not invited by others. I'm sorry, Dira. I had to do it. Every parent wants the best for their child, right, Dira?"

I remember that word again. Long words spoken from the black lips of the future-in-law while I was busy recording some of the store's consumer orders on the record.

My daydreams ran out when I heard greetings from outside. My mother's voice sounded very cheerful. I hurriedly put the powder and lipstick back into the closet and sat on the edge of the bed. Deliberately stay here while arranging your heart until Mama calls me to come out.

It looks like Mr. Martin and Mas Ronal have arrived. I heard their chatter from inside the room, and then came Mama's footsteps leading to my room in a hurry.

Chequek. The door of the room is slightly open. Mama's face that I had seen red was holding back anger, now a little calmer.mama is not likely to show her frustration to the candidates besan. I know it.

"The future husband and in-laws have come Dira. You have no intention of leaving the room? Greet them, don't make Mama ashamed of you!" my mother left me again.

I exhaled a long breath. There is no time to think longer. I have to face everything now.

A sentence from my future in-laws at that time may it be true. I would be happy even if I married a brandal. Wish he was not an ordinary brandal, but a brandal who tried to find the way of His Lord. Brandal is full of love, love, care that will take me into the palace of his love.

Unfortunately, repeatedly only considered a friend still I still continue to hope if he has the same feelings for me. I was stupid. It's also insensitive that he and I are so different.

Ah already! Now I'm beginning to realize that I don't deserve to be with a guy like him. Even if he is very kind, caring and understanding, in fact he only considers me an ordinary friend without any special words let alone special.

"Mas, let's go. Just eating meatballs, right? That's home then, huh? I want to join the chat Mama and Papa Mas Hansel about Nadira's wedding," said Nadin as he glanced at me.

"Yes, Nat. Later I also want to join Mas Ronal," replied Mas Hansel briefly.

Go first, Dir. Don't forget, get ready and beautiful so you don't be shy of our family. Don't let the thug refuse this match. You have to remember, Dira. Mumpung no one wants, let alone your marriage can pay off the debts of the deceased papa and mama. If you do not have makeup, just wear my used makeup on the left makeup table. It's still enough if only used once or twice than your face I'm so cute. I went first with the prospective husband" whispered Nadin into my ear. Her cynical smile expanded, making me feel left out and wasted again.

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