Muslimah and Mr. Mafia
Chapter 4's

After the negotiations, Barnard pulled the Muslim woman out of the house. But, Muslimah instead revolted and continued to scream for release. That's very disturbing to Barnard. Until its tribulation is exhausted. Make it impossible to do anything to make the Muslim silent.

Ttuukkkp…

Barnard touched a spot on the front of the shoulder of the Muslimah that could make the Muslimah faint without feeling excessive pain. The weak unconscious body of the Muslim fell in Barnard's arms. With his son, he carried the bride-style Ima to his car.

"Godfather, who is he!"

Don who had just arrived in front of the house was astonished to see his master come out holding a woman.

"He's Muslim. Uncle sold. I've made it up to five times. Take care of all that."

"Okay, godfather." Answer Don.

Despite his doubts, Don still stepped into the house to meet the owner and complete the payment transaction his master had ordered just now.

Very slowly Barnard put the body of the Muslim woman into the car that Don was carrying. Because the back seat of this car is much more comfortable for a place to lay Muslimah. While the black is useless for the situation as it is today.

The car drove fast, towards the outskirts of the metropolitan city, into the forest and then arrived at the magnificent mansion owned by the mafia leader.

His arrival was greeted by his bodyguards. They volunteered to help bring the Muslim body into the mansion. Barnard refused. She carried her own body into the mansion and immediately took it to the master room which was very private for her.

The guards and the waiters looked at each other for what they had just seen.

"This was the first time Mr. Barnard had held a woman and even directly brought her into the master room which was very private to him." Said the woman who was around her mid-fifties.

He was the chairman of the maid or a maid in Barnard's mansion even when Barnard was still living in Europe.

"Really, madam? Didn't you ever take a woman to the master suite even while still in Europe?" Ask a younger maid, probably of Muslim age.

"Yes. You don't like anyone getting into his room including Don."

The young maid nodded as she understood. But he doesn't understand at all.

"Madam!"

That's Barnard's voice. He called out to the madam from upstairs.

"Yes sir." Sahut madam while slightly bowing, followed by other maids.

"From tonight, my madam orders me to take care of my guests."

"Good sir." Madam replied obediently, even though she still did not understand completely. "Yes?!"

The woman straightened her body, then looked up with her surprised face.

"You're Rere too. Help out Osi's madam."

"Good sir." The young maid named Rere answered without daring to turn to the godfather.

Madam Osi and Rere sat at each other for a moment. They were still shocked to be allowed to step foot into the main room. Just for having to take care of the mafia guest veiled girl.

"Wait what else, why haven't you guys moved!" Shouted Barnard annoyed.

"Bright sir."

Madam Osi and Rere immediately took a quick step up the stairs to the top floor where the main room was located. The room door was wide open, making Osi and Rere's madams enter easily.

On the bed lay a girl. Rere felt familiar with the girl when he saw her posture and also the dress that the girl was wearing.

"You know him, Rere?" Asked Barnard who of course could tell just by looking at Rere's face.

"Ma-sorry sir. I guess I just guessed wrong." Rere replied stammered as he was afraid of mistaking.

"Name Muslimah. He's an orphan now. I found it in a hawker house club when his uncle sold it there." Barnard introduced who his guests were to his two trust maids.

Yes, they should at least know who they are going to serve starting tonight.

"Sa-I think I know him, sir." said Rere doubtfully.

"good. At least when he wakes up, he'll see people he knows."

Barnard stepped out of his room leaving Rere and Osi to carry out their task of waking the Muslim woman from her unconsciousness.

Barnard is now in his office. Don was there too.

"You done your thing, Don?"

"The godfather."

"Goodoo. Now it's your job to tell Noah to watch Joni in silence. Tell Noah to keep reporting to me whatever Joni's doing." Tell it to Don.

"Godfather."

Don leaves the room to meet Noah, the godfather's favorite knight after Don. Noah served as a war general, in case of war. If there is no war, Noah becomes only a firearm trainer for the godfather's son.

When Don arrives at the shooting practice area, he sees Noah taking a break. He immediately approached the handsome man.

"You done practicing?"

Noah looked towards the source of the voice. A friendly smile appeared on his face seeing Don's arrival.

"Brothers. Long time no see.."

They did the tos by fusing their fists together three times. It has been their custom since they were in Europe.

"There's a new assignment for you from the godfather."

"A challenge or not?"

"Of course not. You just need to keep an eye on Joni." Don shows a picture of a man named Joni who turns out to be a Muslim uncle.

"Civilians?"

"Well, but this man is the uncle of the godfather's special guest."

For a moment Noah frowned, then he smiled without any clear meaning.

"Godfather really brought women into the master room? I thought it was just a rumor."

Don just shrugged his shoulders in response to Noah's best friend. Then they smile at each other amusedly imagining their famous godfather cold to women, now even bring women into his room.