Married the Mafia Boss
Introgation

Marrying a mafia boss

The Part 67

Degs.. I swallowed the saliva again. Confusion begins to overwhelm the brain. Really, I was a little confused to answer Mother's question, a conscious questionso I was worried that finally did not escape from her lips. Mother has really skinned my feelings from the inside out.

"Mother Know how Sinta is because we have lived for several years. Mommy memorized exactly how her character, Dira. But you just want to know about your feelings, Dira. Do you love Hansel too? What if Sinta finally agrees to the relationship between the two of you?" Mother repeated her question again.

I was silent for a moment, racking my brain to get the right answer. At least not offend his feelings or corner his honey. However, I have to respect and respect the decision of Sinta's mother who did not like me from the beginning I can not just corner her.

"Mother, since the beginning mas Hansel said our relationship is only limited to close friends no more, so I also uphold. Full of that relationship. Just friends, nothing more. But everyone has their own feelings, right mom? Likewise with me, even though it has convinced the heart to just be friends, in fact there are other feelings that envelop in this heart there is a feeling of affection that is slowly embedded, which is very important, because honestly I only have a friend mas Hansel. I told him a lot and so did he. Maybe it's from that togetherness that's causing that undue affection."

Again I paused the conversation, gathering a lot of courage to be honest about everything to Mother. It's up to you if you decide otherwise for my matchmaking and Ronal mas. I don't care, it's important there's no lie between us.

"Before Hansel never said love, mother. He said it was only recently when Ronal and I were in a match. When I began to admire the figure of mas Ronalyang different from the view of the people. She was late, so even if Sinta agreed to my relationship with her son, I still would not renege on the promise to continue this matchmaking."

I took a deep breath, not daring to look up my head, from then on I kept bowing my head while playing the tip of my hijab. Anxious, doubtful, nervous and fearful as if mixed into one.

Let it be, if indeed God predestines me with Ronal, I believe there are so many ways to unite me with him. If not, God willing give a soul mate to me and him who is better.

I felt a gentle rubbing on the arm next to my canana, as I watched my mother smile again. I don't understand, if I would approve or even reject me as a potential daughter-in-law.

"Bun... Already interrogated?" a question from the direction of the door I immediately turned towards him. I was getting cackled when I accidentally looked at Ronal mas who was standing near the door.

"Already" replied the mother briefly, no other words after.

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