Married the Mafia Boss
Amara Hansel

Marrying the Mafia Boss

Part 48's

"Mom think there will be a long drama, it turns out there is not. You are the one making this kind of drama. What the hell, cell? Shame on mommy you are this. The haul time of female models is so anyway. What kind of old virgin are you not doing?!" mother Sinta's jolt again made some people somehow just hold back their laughter

"She deserves that big brother of your thug. Be fit. Clop. Both are nothing special," continued Sinta's mother while fanning her face with her hands.

Long enough this debate took place between the mother and the child. Suddenly my mother came with breath. He looked at me sharply as if holding back the mounting anger.

"Sorry, Mrs Sinta. What's the matter? Why are there storms here?"

"Wear asking again. Advise your son Dea, so as not to be fond of the children of people. Teach courtesy and know yourself dong. Who is this and who is this Hansel!" the jolt of Bu Sinta made mother nod quickly while apologizing. I'm sorry I shouldn't have said it because I didn't have anything wrong.

"Bikin'in' you're Dira, what else?!" mama jolted while pushing my shoulders violently. Really, I was really embarrassed to be treated like that in front of the neighbors, especially in front of Mas Ronal and his family.

"Javab, Dir! What are you doing? Intentionally seducing Mas Hansel to come near you? Shame on you, Nadira? Know yourself, Dir! It is fortunate that someone wants to marry you, still seduce other men! Did you forget your promise?!" Again, my mother pushed my body. But this time Mas Ronal grabbed my arm and helped me to stand back up.

The burly man stood in the middle between me and Mama. He tried to block the hand of the mother who still wanted to pinch my arm.

Mas Hansel brushed his hair and left leaving his mother who was still staring at the door. I don't know if my decision at this moment is correct, but what I believe in, I can't be selfish and selfish. Hopefully this decision will flow goodness and happiness in the future.

"Whose motor is this?" Suddenly Ibu Sinta pointed at my new motorbike which was still parked in the yard.

"Nadira's new motorbike, Ma'am," said one of the neighbors who are still clustered at Bi Lina's house.

Me and Mas Ronal are out of the house. He gave me a quick glance and asked me to walk first while he escorted me behind.

"You're persuading my husband to love tens of millions of severances like this?" accuse Mother Sinta with a cynical look.

"Where might Nadira be, Ma. Never mind, let's go home. Papa must have had a special reason to give the severance to Nadira. After all he deserves it because all this time tenacious and deft at work and had long enough work at papa's shop," martial Mas Hansel.

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Oh yes kak want a work promo titled Forced I am not Rahim Paresa not less creepy also loh kal story..