Mr. Mafia Vs Muslim Girl
The image? (S2)

Ah it felt so happy, the red tinge still adorned Kirana's cheeks, not expecting if she really loved her husband, the priest whom God chose for her even in the wrong way.

Shown how their hot activities last night, Rama's body is so stocky, err.

And the man was currently clutching her tightly very tightly and warm.

"Don't move baby, it's still early in the morning aren't you tired?" Rama said with a hoarse voice and eyes still closed.

"Eh? Are you awake?" Kirana asked looking towards the husband.

"Ehem... sleep! it's still morning!" Rama said tightening his embrace.

"But...

"What's the hem?" Rama opened his eyelids to look at his wife.

"I want to pray!"

"Well, I'll help you for a minute!" Said Rama stepping his foot down the bed and into the bathroom.

"Come on!" Rama carried his wife.

"We don't shower together, do we?"

"If my wife wants that I don't mind!"

"Rama, we'll be late for prayer."

"Hahaha, okay. Take a shower I've prepared warm water for you!" Said Rama put his wife in a bet up.

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Stepping so shady, Ah it feels lazy if holidays like this are required to go to campus to attend seminar activities that will be held.

But the threat of grades if the student does not attend the event makes Rafa have to weigh dozens of times not to ditch him, although half-heartedly, he sat on one of the participants bench.

Just listen, see and summarize the material after that send by email for additional tasks. Lecturers are always right in giving assignments, even the case of time only lecturers who are in power, as students we must be able to follow and agree.

That girl again! Said Rafa staring at the veiled girl who was now stepping towards the table of the chair used for the Sources.

Beautiful too? Rafa muttered looking at the girl, ah what's her name? Damnit damnit! Just this time Rafa forgot someone's name.

Cheering applause echoed in the room, when Citra was finished with the material brought is really slick even very awesome. It seems that he is very proud to be a Muslimah, can be seen from the way he brings the occasional material there is a hadith and Quranic verses to balance.

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(See this is a conversational language there)

"Partner!" Call Lecturer Alexander.

"Yes sir? Can I help you?" Say the image politely,

Alexander, a young lecturer ah his age has stepped on 30 years now, but for the size of outsiders it is still young is not it? It has been 3 months to put your heart on the image that is none other than its own assistant.

The image is not a stupid girl who does not understand the feelings of Bp. Alexander, well but the religious differences that exist between the two are no joke. The image is not a forced girl who says "If you love me! Then come to my religion!"

That sentence has imposition, right? Religion is our belief in the Creator without coercive intervention. So short.

Want to move from one religion to another? only conscience moves to move on its own? If there is a purpose to move? It would feel half-hearted, if one would practice worship with his new religion.

"Don't call me that, it's a holiday, consider me your friend!" Say it with a smile.

"Well, sir, but I think it's too much."

"Do you want to have dinner with me?"

"Sorry sir, I can't if there's nothing you want to talk to me, excuse me!"

"Wait!" Say it while blocking the wrist Citra.

"Astaghfiullah!" Saying Surprised image.

"Ah sorry!" Her words let go nervously.

"I love you! Don't you want to be my wife!" He said frontally, 3 times Citra had heard the reality of love from the lecturer clearly.

"I want to follow your religion!"

"Huh, sounds like compulsion justifies all the ways to get me?"

"This is not image coercion... "

"I'm sorry again I can't! Excuse me sir!" The image passed away.

Surprising facts he just heard! Ah looks like Rafa's like a whore, doesn't he? It was just that he had overheard the conversation of the two.

Only one that Rafa had in mind described the figure of Cita, "Perfect!"

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"How was your day, baby?"

"Abi? Assalamu'alaikum! You surprised me!" Say Cita salim to her ashes when entering the apartment door.

"Hahaha, well forgive abi? How was your lecture hem?"

"Everything went well bi! 2 More months I'll be done, please abi allow me to go home, Citra kangen with umi!"

"Well, just finish it for a little while, right?"

"Yes abi."

"Tumben abi is here?" Ask Citra back.

"Hah, abi only misses this beautiful princess Abi!"

"Abi, it could be. Already eaten?" The weak pan lay the middle-aged man on the princess. "Ah okay, wait a minute. The image will cook for Abi."

"Alright Abi wait."

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"Darling! I miss you!" Rama said on the phone there, Huh! The clock still shows at 11 noon which means they just separated 3 hours ago but Rama always calls his wife every 1 hour. And today even 6 months they wade through the household heresy that is getting warmer and warmer.

"We'll meet at home, there's a lot of patients I have to deal with."

"You're ignoring me? Don't you miss me!" Rama's rasping down there, Oh my God! Since when did her husband like that turn out to be so melancholy and irritating.

"It's not like that, ah like this we have met every day, right? So then....

"But I miss you!" Rama protested! Ah well if the majesty has willed so we must follow his wishes.

"Then what do you want baby!" Kirana's words suppressed her irritation by affirming the word affection at the end of the phone.

"Come to my office!"

"What!"

"You asked my wish! Now you don't want to come here, do you?"

"OK fine! 2 O'clock?"

"Now!"

"Hour 2 or nothing Rama!!!!"

"Hour 12!"

"If you keep bidding, there's no ration for you tonight my dear!"

He is good at threatening me! Mumbled Rama.

"All right! I'm waiting for you, happy work. I love me dear."

"Yes!" Short solid clear, and make Rama swearing rough there.

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Happy Reading, okay Kirana patient ya❤