Married the Mafia Boss
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I'm Not a Backup Womb

"Where are the witnesses? Legitimate? Pengulu turned to the right and left where the witnesses were. And they nodded their heads slowly.

"That's what..."

"Alhamdulillah.mashallah..."

words of thanksgiving were spoken and echoed in this sizable room. There was a sense of relief seen on the faces of the invited guests. Not least Mr. Martin who is now also my father.

Mother also let out a long sigh while giving her thanks, the beautiful woman also returned to me warmly. Finally, the tension that had occurred ended with one word that was so relieving.

Valid.sah... One word that is still filling my mind, I smiled to myself when I remembered a silliness that was done by the man, the man who has now become my husband and priest. O Allah, thank God now my status has changed, no longer alone but a wife.

Mr. Penghulu also asked me to sit beside Ronal mas, mass runal also pulled the chair next to him to the back so that I could more easily occupy it.

After I sat him down, suddenly the man next to me stretched out his hand while raising his eyebrows.

I trembled a little, then I kissed the back of his hand and quickly he kissed the top of my head, without asking permission first, the bottom play nyosor aja lips, annoying.

I hurried off his hand and went back to the old man who was still busy arranging our files and marriage papers, after the signature was completed and the prayer for a couple.

Prayers were offered for my wedding. A sacred bond that I hope for once in a lifetime, there are many hopes that I make today, I am very sure God is generous. She's gonna. Give my best for my life.

The marriage is over. Relief was on their faces and words came out of the lips of those who witnessed the special event today. The event that was so thrilling and quite tense had finally ended beautifully.

now Ronal has been standing beside me. Then he looked at her arm and then turned to look at me. No words were spoken, but I knew what he hoped for probably because he thought over time to make him take the initiative himself to take my hand to hold his arm to the guarantee.

I really did not dare to look at his face at this time, it felt like cold sweat had soaked the entire body, do not ask again how the feeling of pounding in my chest, he said, it felt as if he was jumping up and down at such a high altitude.

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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 work promo entitled Forced to marry a mafia boss is no less scary too..