Married the Mafia Boss
Dream Motor

Marrying a Thug Boss

The Part 37

"No, Ma. Let Nadira explain first." I tried to calm my mother who was getting more and more.

Some neighbors started helping me to calm Mama down by giving her a glass of water. After Mama calmed down, I began to explain in a row from the beginning given Mr. Martin's severance until escorted by Mas Ronal to buy the new bike in cash.

But I didn't tell Mama there was leftover severance money I put in the bank in my own name. I hid it from my mom.

"So, this is Mr Martin's severance package and you don't work in the store anymore?" I repeated after hearing my explanation. I'm asserting.

One of the two neighbors began to be amazed by Mr. Martin's kindness. Some call me lucky to get that much severance. Some asked me to be grateful for marrying Mas Ronal until Mr. Martin gave me a motorcycle.

Though I myself deliberately chose to buy a motorbike, not just a gift from Mr. Martin. Only money is from him. Let the neighbors argue with each other, the important thing is that now the problem of this bike has been resolved. The officer went home after explaining about his motorbike letters which might be a month away.

"Dira! So this bike is really a gift from Mr Martin because you want to marry that thug?!" A familiar voice appeared in the back. Mom and I looked at it for a moment. There is a Madam Nadin who was quite shocked when she saw my bike that had just been taken down from the box car.

"Yes, Mother. It was a gift from Mr. Martin to me" I said briefly with a faint smile.

"Good bike. This is my dream bike, Dir," said Nadin with sparkling eyes.

"Tomorrow I'm wearing Dir?" pinta Nadin again. I shook my head slowly. Just yummy. I myself have not tried it anyway he even want to take it away to the office all day there.

"Don't, Ma. Tomorrow I want to wear it," I said briefly spontaneously making the twinkle of Nadin's face fade and now turn sour.

"Why can't you, Dir? You don't work at Mr. Martin's store either. You'll be home all day until your wedding day. Let this bike be taken Nadin from the idle at home. Not bad to be able to save a little bit do not pay ojek online," said Mama quickly accompanied by a nod to Madam Nadin.

"Tomorrow Dira will go too, Ma. Mas Ronal came here to take Dira away," I said. Even though tomorrow to the boutique for fitting clothes I'm sure will not use a motorcycle but use a car Mr. Martin as Mas Ronal said earlier, at least have a reason so that Madam Nadin does not use my motorcycle.

"Was that thug here?" mama asked as she frowned as if she could not believe what I was saying.

"Yes, Dea. He was here for a while. And I myself called Nadira inside, because Mr. Martin's son did not want to call Nadira and just stood here. Nadira how know there are guests if not called," Bi titin reply chimed in on my answer.

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