
Marrying the Mafia Boss
"Alhamdulillah, you will finally marry too, Dira. I'm so happy because Mama's burden will certainly decrease." All eyes are on Nadin. Mas Ronal looked at my brother sharply, as if he did not like the sentence he said.
"Because Nadira has agreed, I will immediately prepare the recipe. The plan is to make a pretty festive event at Santi's house, Bu Dea. He asked because Ronal is the only child. If the event here wants a lively or simple?" asked Mr. Martin while looking at my mother beside me.
"Here the show is simple, sir. Besides, my friend is not much, so the invitation is a little. Maybe invite the neighbors. Small thanks," I said quickly.
"Yes, TuAn. Besides if the massive event is clear we have no cost," reply Mama directly to the point. Costs.
"Well then, we agree that here a small thanks while at Ronal's house a bigger event huh?" mama nodded. Me and Mas Ronal nodded at the same time. Accidentally looking into his eyes, I suddenly thumped. Strange murmurs began to feel in the chest.
"How much does it cost, Mom? I will bear it," said Mr. Martin again while taking his black bag earlier. Mama again rounded her eyes when she saw the red sheet in the hand of the Master.
"The dress that will be used for the event, we will prepare. Later let Dira and Ronal fittings clothes in my sister's boutique. Ronal will pick up Nadira, it's up to them when they can. This money is specifically for the Thanksgiving event only," continued Mr. Martin again. Mama again gulped when she saw the pile of red paper with a nominal hundred thousand.
"Ten million is enough, ma'am?" ask Mr. Martin while thrusting the stack of money in front of Mama.
"Ten million, sir? Enough, it's enough because it's just a simple thanksgiving," Mama replied a little nervously.
"Thank God if it's enough, for example less later say the same Ronal, Mom. Let him add to his shortcomings" the spokesman continued. Mama just agreed and then asked Madam Nadin to keep the money in the closet Mama's shirt.
"That money is more than enough, boss. No need to add any more. Thank you so much for financing this event, we should have prepared it ourselves" I said again. Mr. Martin just smiled faintly.
"It should be the man who prepared it, Dira. We can't possibly burden you and Mama for this event. Then now Ronal will give you a binding sign huh? The point is that you are not being asked by others. Surely many men want to have a wife like you."
"No one, sir. Anybody wants to be with me."
"I want to, right?" Again I heard the voice of the man. His usually sharp gaze somehow now suddenly shady I feel.
"Eiemmm." Mas Hansel cleared his throat. He glared in another direction after Mas Ronal said that short sentence. My heart was pounding again when I accidentally stared at it with those eyes. Eyes that begin to radiate shade there.
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