Marrying the Mafia
CHAPTER 19_Worry But Prestigious

"Who is he!" brian said with restraining his anger.

"I don't know either, sir, this time after the big lady's orphanage took Miss Sheila to the mall for a walk, and Miss Sheila chose to head towards the clothing store while the big mistress was in the salon for treatment.

And incidentally in the store Miss Sheila was choosing a shirt suddenly there are mothers who sneak and take the shirt chosen by Miss Sheila, sheila, miss Sheila only reprimanded because the first lady who took the shirt but the mother did not accept then insulted Ms. Sheila with inappropriate words and also slapped her, just like in this video." sahut yoga long time wide.

Before coming here he had collected information from the driver of the great mistress Andres who also happened to be familiar with yoga despite being so far apart.

"What! So this damn woman insulted my wife and even slapped her!" brian snapped when he finished looking at the entire cctv recording, he listened to everything from the humiliation directed at Sheila to the cross-section.

"Search for information about the old mother!" brian orders and gets a nod from yoga.

"Ready-done!" after that yoga also went from the room and did his job, maybe because it was used to entering work so that when the holiday was still thinking about the basic work of the yoga.

While Brian who after knowing it was made furious because he dared to insult Sheila his wife, somehow he was so angry that he wanted to kill the woman immediately.

His mind now drifted to Sheila's current state, he was so worried that even as he went back to doing his duty Brian unceasingly thought of Sheila, he was afraid that anything would happen to him now.

Soon yoga entered with the information that he had collected.

"How's it?" ask Brian to the point without wasting any time.

"She is the mother of Ingrid Kansil, wife of Samuel Kansil.her husband owns a fairly well-known property company and is also applying for a cooperation contract with our company sir" said yoga.

"Do not approve the contract, and do not allow any company to accept cooperation with the company!" her door.

Yoga also understood then resigned to go and carry out his duties.

After yoga left, Brian went and chose to go back home because now his mind is not controlled and continues to think about home. (What house is Sheila Brian, jaim's pretentious right now even worried).

"May I go home first, if there is anything you tell me." said Brian when he was in front of his room.

Yoga who was initially shocked just nodded his mind, he knew that Brian boss rarely ever come home early would be home late, but now he even went home early and went straight home, what a very step incident.

"I think my boss is starting to feel the same way his wife!" yoga murmurs with a smile.

Brian immediately drove his car to defend the streets of the capital, fortunately now is not the time to go home from work so the traffic is a little slow even though there are still many vehicles. (Yes, it's also a big city).

After some time Brian arrived at the mansion and immediately looked for the figure he was looking for.

"Brian, how come you're home?" asked Mami when she saw Brian was in the mansion when it was not time to go home from work.

"Where's sheila?" ask Brian.

"There's a room" replied Mami Salma.

After getting an answer without waiting for a long time Brian went up and looked at his room and it was true that there was Sheila who was asleep curled up like a baby.

Brian corrected his sleeping position and then enveloped Sheila's body which seemed to be cold.

After making sure Sheila was comfortable, Brian returned to the living room where his mom and dad had just arrived.

"What's bri?" ask papi, because it is not unusual with the attitude of the child.

Papi who was in pecans was no less confused when Brian asked the problem of the store.

(what happened to the store?) muttered papi Boni in the heart.

"What! eng.. mami don't know!" said mami.

"Mi, Brian, please tell Brian. Sheila's Brian's wife, mi" said Brian pleading with the mother.

Mami Salma who could not bear to tell the incident to Brian, papi Boni also listened to how surprised when he found out his daughter-in-law was slapped by others, Brian had also clenched his hands so as to make his thumbs whiten.

"Why don't you tell Papi?" ask papi a little softly afraid to make the heart of the wife sad.

"Mommy really wants a story but Sheila forbids it and begs to mami." said Mami Salma, Brian also understood it must be heavy for mami.

"Yes, no papa. If so Brian went upstairs to take care of Sheila," he said then headed to his room upstairs.

When entering Brian saw Sheila who was already sitting leaning on the back of the mattress by neutralizing her eye lens.

"Wake up?" brian asked, approaching his wife.

"Brian! how come home?" sheila asked because she knew it wasn't time to go home yet.

"Rubber!" sahut short then took his clothes and passed to the bathroom, Sheila just dumbstruck without knowing what this really is.

Brian who went into the bathroom was ceaselessly cursed his stupidity.

"Stupid, you stupid Brian!" his murmuring while turning on the shower and wetting his body refreshed his body.

Somehow Brian was very worried about Sheila but very proud to say his concern.

Sheila wanted to get out of bed, Brian also came out of the bathroom.

"I want to cook first help you in the kitchen, what do you want to eat?" sheila asked Brian about the food he wanted.

"Whatever!" the answer is short then head to the walk in closet.

Sheila also did not bother and then left Brian alone in the room, while Sheila headed to the kitchen there was certainly Salma and also bi Nana.

"Wake up, baby?" ask mami, because when she went to Sheila's room earlier she was watching Sheila fall asleep soundly so that she undoes her intention to wake this favorite daughter-in-law.

"hehe, I'm sorry Sheila was so tired of it!" he got a nod from his mother.

"Darling, if you are tired of snorting rest, then even tired again" said Mami Salma to pay attention to the daughter-in-law.

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TB