Married the Mafia Boss
What the hell happened

Marrying a mafia boss

The Part 80

It is as good as we are, there are still people who do not like it, so there is no need to bother with the assumption of many people. What matters now is that I take care of my own life. I want to get married and live happily with a family that accepts me for who I am.

The meal was over, some guests and neighbors were already home with souvenirs of boxed rice, side dishes and there are fruits in it, but some close neighbors are still fun to chat in the family room. As I moved into the room, I saw the udin man half-run towards me. His breathing sounded still dull, even he crouched everything to neutralize his breath.

"What's up, sir? Why are you so bored? What's going on?" ask me who started to panic because of it, it is impossible for sir udin to come here if nothing happens. His heart began to thump again. Some guests also gathered beside me because they were curious what would be conveyed by Pak udin this time.

Both my eyeballs were perfectly rounded when I heard the story from Mr. Udin just now. Istighifar began to sound from the mouths of the guests. Not wanting to waste time, I hurriedly changed my clothes and took a sling bag and put the handpone in it. I followed Mr. Udin to his bike.

"Be careful." Some of the neighbors gave me a little message when I was leaving with Mr. Udin. The stitches came back to my humble home. But I look back again, continue to follow the steps of Mr. Udin to sit on the bike behind him.

''I'm sorry if I had to take you out at night like this, Dira." because mom asked you to come right now so that the business would be finished quickly. Mother had told me to bring a car to pick you up, only later she was afraid to go back and forth. You have to keruma mas Ronal first take the car, so it's complicated." so use this motorbike, because from home directly here so it's more flat." obviously Mr. Udin was at length when I had sat behind him.

I also do not mind it, Mr. Udin had to go to the mother's house first was very complicated once, but it could also be more to the night because of the slowness on the road.

It might sound really great because the mother is a parent who cares about her children outside. But that only applies to me, when invited to walk by Hansel.

Nadin can go home until nine or half ten in the evening. The reason is that Nadin is used to coming home late because of his work, so it doesn't matter Even if he comes out with friends and comes home late too.

It might seem strange, but how else.

That's the rule my mom made for me. But with such rules it makes me quite calm because I am not comfortable if there is still activity outside the house until late at night.

In this second I know, it is not appropriate to have a conversation like this with a non mahram man what else are nights like this. Usually at the same time as Hansel, there is always a driver who takes me.

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Thank you brother for stopping by and read my story, sorry if there is any wrong word😊

Oh yes kak want a promo work titled I am not a spare womb not less creepy also loh kal story..