Mr. Z CEO Of The Mafia
Recognition

While one manager who will face Zayn directly has been very scared and has also been trembling. He had also been limp first, he would almost have let out his urine if he had not been told to come out by Zayn.

Chris certainly felt astonished by what his master did. Why would he let the last suspect get away with it. But Chris did not dare to protest, as he was sure that his Master would not choose the wrong move.

And it's true that Chris's guess, the man was being led in by force by two bodyguards who stood guard at the door of the CEO's room.

He's been so scared, what else now he's being moonshine by both bodyguards who are always on standby for his Master.

"What are you going to explain?" asked Zayn who was still sitting leaning on his big chair with his legs raised to the top of the other leg.

"Ma... Sorry sir, I was wrong. I'm also with them both Sir. But, but not only the three of us are involved in this matter. There are some company officials involved as well" explained the general manager who had been shaking and had also issued urine that made his pants wet.

"At last, someone confessed as well. You'll get leniency for your punishment. But before that, you clean the floor first. You can just go" Zayn said with a cold, flat look. As cold as the north pole.

It was not long before he returned with a cleaning tool to clean the very stinky water. Then spray the room fragrant favored by the Master.

After cleaning very clean. Then he went back to his office and went home soon. He did not want to linger in the company that made it difficult to breathe.

But his every move was always watched by his people Zayn who had long been loyal to him. Even since he was very small.

***

And elsewhere. More precisely in a luxury house in downtown Los Angeles California. A beautiful girl was preparing to go to college on her first day.

He is Azalya. Beautiful girl and also very friendly, this is very cheerful welcome today which also looks very bright.

"Aza, eat your breakfast first" said Oma Rena who always wants to be near her youngest grandchild.

"Iya Oma is beautiful" she answered immediately joined Oma and also her Opa at the dinner table.

"Do you want Opa to accompany the campus?" ask Opa Wijaya while eating her breakfast.

"No need for Opa. I'm already dizzy from being guarded so tightly by the bodyguards that Papa told me to. The time must be Opa who accompanies" Azalya replied with a frown.

He was very upset, at the age of 20 years was still guarded by two bodyguards who stood guard not far from Aza. Because it is the direct desire of Aza so as not to be too close and very striking.

He just wants to have a friend. Although just moved Aza does not feel awkward or anything. He's just being funny. Until he met someone a very handsome man wanted to tease him then out of nowhere. The two bodyguards instantly rendered the man helpless.

"You guys are nothing at all. Why did it hurt him!" said Azalya by using Indonesian so that others do not understand.

"Sorry Miss, she wants to do things to you" replied one of the two of them.

"That's it, you guys go! And take him too" he told both bodyguards who were guarding him.

"First day's been fucked up like this. Huh, come on Azalya. The spirit!" he said it to himself and then went to the lecturer's room to give his registration.

While walking, it wasn't Azalya her name if she wasn't careless. He fell in front of a lecturer who was about to enter his class to teach.

"Sorry sir, hehehe" Azalya said grimacingly displaying her white teeth.

He was really embarrassed. But how else, this has happened. While the lecturer just shook his head to see the behavior of girls like that.

"I'm sorry sir" Azalya said again to the lecturer's room.

Azalya is directed towards a class that is in its learning period. He was introduced in front of the students in the class.

"Good morning everyone. My name is Azalya. Whatever you're gonna call me. To be sure, greetings know everyone" said Azalya who introduced herself in public.

Then Azalya sat at the front desk with my various colleagues who noticed her. It may seem strange to those who saw Azalya wearing the hijab.

There are also some who wear hijab. But looking at Azalya's way they all felt astonished.

"Hey. Greetings know" said Azalya with a Caucasian woman who was near her.

"Hi, my name is Kimberly and you are Azalya right?" said a beautiful woman with her blond hair.

"Yes. Hi Kimberly" said Azalya by shaking Kimberly's hand.

Then Azalya focused on listening to the explanation of the lecturer who was in front there. He noted an important point that would probably be very important to him.

The class was dissolved. The second hour will be back in about an hour. They all left the class too.

Kimberly invites Azalya to enter the canteen. Kimberly looks good and friendly.

"You're the new one here?" kimberly asked Azalya, who was sitting in the cafeteria.

"Yes, I've only been here a few days" Azalya replied with a smile.

"Are you a Muslim? Sorry didn't mean anything to you. I was just asking, afraid that I would be wrong to give you food" Kimberly asked timidly.

"Yes, why? Is there something wrong with a Muslim?" azalya replied and she also asked Kimberly.

"I used to have the same friend as you. The point of the same is that you both wear the hijab" Kimberly explained to Azalya with a smile.

"Well so you have a friend like me too. If you could know where he is? Sorry if I was too presumptuous" Azalya asked excitedly to hear that Kimberly had a best friend like her.

"He's gone. I don't know where she is" Kimberly replied with a hearty retort to Azalya.

"Sorry to make you sad" said Azalya felt bad for a new friend they had not met.

"It's okay, no problem" Kimberly replied with a fluffy smile on her lips.

"Thank you. Are we friends now?" azalya asked with great enthusiasm and was also very happy.

"Why not. We are friends now" Kimberly replied with pleasure and passion.

"What do you want to order?" kimberly asked Azalya who was feeling uncomfortable.

"Just relax, the food here is guaranteed with its halal lebel. You see if you lack trust, and ask directly to the chef or the waiters who are here" Kimberly replied to ask Azalya directly.

That's right, everything Kimberly said. He picked out some of the food he wanted then sat back in their seats before his.

They chatted together and exchanged cell phone numbers. They are very cool with not knowing suddenly their order has both arrived in front of the two of them. They both enjoyed the food so voraciously that it was clean beyond measure.