Married the Mafia Boss
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Marrying the Mafia Boss

"I've been obedient to Mama to receive this matchmaking, but why is it that when I get a special gift from my future husband, I have to give up again for the sake of Madam Nadin? Well then, Madam Nadin alone is married to Mas Ronal!" I returned to give an answer. The answer that actually makes Mama more inflamed and unacceptable.

"Nadines? You asked the thugs to marry you? You're not blind, are you, Dira? Is there no other man better than him for your brother?!" my mother's jolt made me pause for a moment.

"Do not count the same brother. Nadin says just borrow the necklace, not ask for it. Relax, it will also be reversed if you are bored!" My mom just left me. I removed the wet corners of the eyes.

I really don't feel comfortable living in this house. I want to move out of here soon. I hope that my conjecture and fear of Mas Ronal has not been true and I will get genuine love from him. At least, he can take me out of this wounded and destitute house.

Early in the morning, Nadin's mother woke up. He is usually late. Either the dawn prayer, I don't know. In the past, every time I woke him up, Mama always forbade. The reason is sorry if you are sleepy when at the office later.

Not only forbid, but Mama also asked me not to continue to take care of my brother's life. Mama wants me to fix my own life which she says is more messy.

Yes, it's a mess just because my salary is not much greater than Nadin's salary. Mama seemed to forget, how could the salary of SD graduate employees compare to scholars?

"If you sleep at work also stay crammed in the corner of the shelf and sleep there. While Nadin? He works in an environment that has CCTV and is always supervised by superiors, if drowsiness in working hours can be fired. Finding a job is not easy, especially with a large salary like now, so Nadin's performance must be maintained. Can't just be original. So, don't bother him especially in the blind mornings like this!" say Mama again.

"But the Muslim obligation is dawn prayer, ma. If you wake up at six o'clock in the morning obviously late at dawn," I reply later.

"Don't be a big smug! Does praying five times a day guarantee heaven?" my mother surprised me for a moment.

"Nobody can guarantee, Ma. But surely we have tried to carry out our duties, fulfilling His commands. Heaven hell let it be his business. I love Madam Nadin, so try to remind him of his prayers. If not, baby, he'd be stupid to do it too, Ma." At that moment I started to sob. It seems, whatever I do is always wrong in the eyes of Mama and Madam Nadin.

"You better not interfere in your brother's business. He knows more about his own life than you do. Take care of your own heaven and hell! Don't be a saint!"

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