
Marrying the Mafia Boss
The Part 35
In the distance, I saw Mas Ronal still watching me with his sharp eyes.
After all, the man drove me back to the parking lot where Mr. Udin was. After talking for a while, Mr. Udin asked me to get into Udin's car to drive me home. While Mas Ronal prefers to ride the motorcycle and go out of nowhere.
"Ciee .. new bike," teased Pak Udin again. It always made my face red with shame.
"Don't forget the meatballs, Dira. Consider it the last treaty before officially becoming Mas Ronal's wife."
"Yes, Sir. I'll deal with iBu and the others."
"That's dong. Smile, the bride-to-be can not frown. Her beauty is gone. One more, Dira. Don't beat the gossip out there because not everything you hear is true."
I glanced at Mr. Udin who just nodded his head as if reassuring his words.
"Later you will know who Mas Ronal really is," he continued to make me frown even more.
"Tomorrow at eight was picked up by Mr Udin? Asked papa to immediately fittings kebaya."
He just asked me to get ready tomorrow morning because it had to come kebaya fitting. That's all he said. Short and solid. Why don't you tell Mr Martin or Mr Udin to remind me? Before the dealership, I heard the order from Mr. Martin myself.
I'm not a forgetful person either, I still remember enough. Why tired of coming here if only to talk about it doang? Duh. It feels like a lack of work. Eh but, doesn't Mas Ronal really have no job? I see him just hanging around indistinctly every day.
Maybe because Mr Martin's money is a lot, so he feels able to provide a living for his wife in the future, or actually he does have another business that I do not know and unknown to many people? Emm I don't know.
Not wanting to take a dizzy I stepped into the room and took a break soon. Later before Ashar must wake up immediately, otherwise Mama will definitely nag all the time. Moreover, Mama did not know that from today I have been fired by Mr. Martin.
I don't know how many hours I've slept, but I'm definitely awake because of the noise coming from out there. It looks like on the porch or the yard of your mother's house. I'm still trying to collect my life and make a pounding in my chest when I hear Mama's voice call a new bike. Could my bike have come?
"Good bike, Miss Dea. If the cash is above twenty million, ma'am. Who bought it? Definitely Nadin yes, in salary alone triples my child's salary," said one woman, who knows. I don't really remember his name.
"Twenty million more, Lin? Which is really you? Nadin is so, he does not want to buy second goods so he bought new all together so as not to be easily damaged. He did several times want to buy his own motorbike, it is not possible to ride a motorcycle continuously because it is wasteful, but I did not expect so soon he took care of the purchase of the new motorbike," mama said so confident that the bike was a purchase from Mbak Nadin.
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