
Marrying a Mafia boss
Part 72's
Yes, it feels like today I want to title a day full of smiles. I'm sorry if I admire her smile so sweet. A smile that always makes me miss and admire him.
My mother asked me to eat before I came home. Honestly, I feel bad if I have to eat here, but it is more heartless if I refuse my prospective in-laws request. When Ronal mas has returned home, all dishes are ready and set aside on the table by Bi Jum who daily helps mother.
There is a wide variety of food and there is also a very fresh dessert. There are vegetable stir-fries, various fried foods, soto, fried chicken, pudding, and some fruits. I helped bi Jum prepare dinnerware such as plates, cups of spoons and forks onto the table. Although only asked to sit, but it does not taste good. I'm used to doing everything at home. So if just to prepare a meal it is common.
"Let's just sit down Nak Dira, let auntie just prepare everything" said bi jum with a very friendly smile.
"No papa bi, I can also clean the house kok bi, let me help anyways I do not feel good too just sit around." reply me while wiping the dishes and spoons that are beside the sink.
"Oh yes neng, this glass is a favorite glass of Ronal mas, he likes it at all soto if neng Dira can make it sure Ronal mas more middling and more love deh same neng Dira." aunt whispered again. The purple-hijab woman again teased me when she saw her young master who had just walked out of the room.
Koko and the sarong she had been wearing to the mosque, have now been changed with a black shirt and with knee-length shorts. Again the same color with the hodienya. Blacker.
"Sit down, accompany your future in-laws and your future husband."
You auntie, you just knew each other like this. Bi Jum is like a female version of Udin sir, I will definitely get drunk by his ignorant innuendo if I will stay in line with him later. Facing the ignorance of the udin sir, I was always overwhelmed, now even meet a person who is identical to Mr. Udin equally jahil.haduhh...
"Nadira you sit here with your mother, let Ronal alone sit there." pinta mother, the second time, and I agree.
I saw Ronal pulling one of the chairs and sitting on it, the plate and spoon had just been prepared by bi Jum on the table. While I started pouring water into my mother's glass, my glass and stepped around the table to pour water into Ronal's glass.
"hemm." the man cleared his throat. Why do I have to cheat when I'm standing next to him anyway? I was amazed by his attitude, and then slowly I poured water into the black glass of his feelings. I lyricized him with the tail of my eye, it seems like he did the same as me.
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Thank you brother for stopping by and read my story, sorry if there is any wrong wordπ
Oh yes kak want a work promo titled I'm Not Rahim Backup not less creepy also loh kal story..