Married the Mafia Boss
Severances

Marrying the Mafia Boss

The Part 34

"The motor will be delivered to the same house Mas Halim yes, Mbak," said Mbak Sari after receipt of payment I received.

"Good, Ma'am. Then I say yes, Ma'am. Thank you for helping with the purchase of this bike" I replied as I shook his hand. Sari smiled again kindly.

I see Mas Ronal still calling someone who knows. As I approached, he turned off the call and looked at me for a moment. Hurriedly diverted the view as colliding with him made my chest flutter uncontrollably. Not out of fascination, but fear of his sharp gaze.

"It's over?" the question was short and then moved from the sofa chair.

"Already, Mas. But the money's left this much. I don't know how much" I replied by pointing at the pile of money in the envelope I was holding.

"Save in the bank only. Let's take it, "again.

"Street?" tanyaku brief.

It is not possible this time to be reached by foot as well because the distance between this new dealer and the nearest bank is quite far. Can swell my legs if the walk continues let alone the sun starts to rise. It feels so hot out there.

"No. Nnti ushered Pak Udin. It's been waiting in the parking lot."

It turns out that if you already know Mas Ronal actually likes to chat too, it's just not too much talk. He only asks or answers questions that are questionable. It is not easy to make small talk or just melt the conversation. Pretty stiff and cold.

"You're going to the bank, aren't you, Mas?" ask Mr. Udin who pines the chat.

"Yes, Sir. When you're done, please take Nadira home, sir. I have a little business," replied Mas Ronal so calmly after wearing his seat belt.

"Good, Mas. Later I will take my future wife to home without a lack of any one. God willing," replied Mr. Udin with a small laugh.

I'm getting lips together. Wherever the right hand of Mr. Martin is always able to melt the atmosphere. Trying to joke so that the atmosphere does not feel tense like taking a school exam.

I thought Mas Ronal would just leave me at the bank, but it turned out that my guess was wrong. He was always watching me from his seat when a security guard helped me make new savings. The rest of the money I paid the motorbike to the bank all because I still have a handle of four hundred thousand remaining salary last month.

"Two million nine hundred thousand huh, Ma'am?" ask the bank officer after the money I will save is calculated with a money-counting machine.

"I add a hundred thousand, Ma'am to even three million huh?" reply me while giving a hundred thousand pieces of money to the teller.

I didn't expect my severance this time to be twenty-six million more. It was a huge nominal for me. This time I had that kind of money. Multiply with my monthly ration which is only five hundred thousand only.

Both corners of my eyes were so wet that they were moved and happy. However I hurriedly rubbed the clear crystal before it fell onto the cheek.

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