Muslims Are Strong for the Mafia
36: Kebobr0kan Cikho

“If I divorce her, I will remain responsible to the child, whoever the biological father of the fetus Rere conceived!” firmly Cikho is steadfast with his decision, other than he who does not want to be blamed.

“You don't have to constantly blame me dong. I'm entitled to do this, especially if I look at our case. I want to take responsibility for profit! So, the responsibility without continuing to be tied up in marriage like my decision now is also not a mistake especially if the situation is like now!” firmly Cikho was really angry. The way Excel let alone mas Aidan looked at him and it was clear both of them were angry and even mocked him, really making him unacceptable. Cikho.

Mas Aidan shook his head while smiling mockingly at Cikho. “Why did you suddenly change your mind? Why did you divorce her now? Why not from the beginning you apply the responsibility of ‘just give money as long as she is pregnant, then continue to finance the life of her child?’ Banc1 just ain't as naive as you, Ko! You really look like your papah Tomi, who is willing to kill your mama for a good life!” mas Aidan is getting bigger.

“You don't have to carry my papah, Mas! If you have a problem with me, just solve it with me do not bring my papah especially Kalandra papah you are also not a god!” sergeant Cikho is emotional and does not accept. Moreover, even though he was reprimanded, mas Aidan still smiled mockingly at him.

“Please excuse me, Ko. My papah is not a god, but I strongly object that until papah Kalandra class kok equated with papah you who have a habit of cheating continue to deliberately kill your mamah! Already, do not continue if you want to focus on your case now!” upset mas Aidan.

“Mas Cikho do not need to be hypocritical because in fact, Mas does look very much like the late papah. He thought all this time I don't know what you're doing? Same with Rere. You are used to renting karaoke places, villas, even club classes for fun. You guys are the same. And as Mas Aidan said, Mas enjoyed even enjoying Rere's body a lot because even in the office, most employees know. Mas position and status alone that makes them afraid to say.” Love, the woman in a level body was staring fiercely at the brother who was still sitting on the long sofa, alone.

The new love coming from within had immediately become the focus of attention due to what he had just said. “Even no wonder if you guys secretly turned out to be married. So now Mas suddenly changed and intends to re-establish relations with mbak Azzura? Dream!” continued Love is still cold and this time he glanced at the cynical brother who immediately up and stood facing him. Cikho had already directly looked at him with a very angry look.

No different from Cikho, the way Cikho faced Love the sister is also the reason mas Aidan and Excel, stand. They are ready to listen to what Love will say because it seems there are still many big secrets hidden by Love and so far known as a quiet figure.

“I know mas dear to mbak Azzura, but I also understand, until whenever Mas can not live with only one woman. Especially if the mas again has a treasure and throne.” Love who is still speaking softly, shook his head slowly in the middle of the focus of his two eyes that are still fixed on both sharp eyes Cikho who looks at him angrily. “The problem, Mas's affection for Azzura could not be classified as love, if Mas just keep smiling casually when Mas's friends make Azzura as a joke. They screamed while enjoying the hot drink that Mas provided, in the midst of the beat of music that was tuned up, they said that Mbak Azzura village. A holy-spirited woman who takes refuge behind a robe and veil. Then, when they asked Mas, how often did Mas fuck Mbak Azzura, Mas who was sitting relaxed while holding Rere on the sofa just mesem until they again made Mbak Azzura as a banter.”

“Including when they said, may they sleep with Azzura's mother after Mas got bored or at least, Mas was being khilaf until Mas allowed it? At that time, I was just smiling!” continue Love. “The reason I'm silent is because I'm too jijiik on your behavior, Mas! I'm talking like this let you realize, what you've been doing all this time is wrong. Not because I want to shift your position in the company. Even if I do it, it's because I can, I'm qualified. Than you who turned out to secretly embezzle company funds to live hedon with your friends.”

“So, after what happened in the video, I will be the first to vehemently reject Mas and papah mamah's plan that will make Mas re-improve, even married to Mbak Azzura. Danger if you are really married, it could be Mbak Azzura Mas love free for dig1lir friends Mas,” continued Cinta.

Cikho was already instantly screwed up. He breathed several times at once. Threshed mas Aidan who is still focused on watching the video that Cinta intents. Unable to bear it, he tried to snatch Cinta's expensive phone, but quickly mas Aidan instead replied with a raw bogem that landed on his left lip.

Love retreats elegantly. He really handled things very casually. “I call papah mamah first. They should know how their beloved son's true behavior from the face and behavior looks pious, but when behind us he is no better than s1luman!”

About five minutes from the departure of Cinta, the slender woman and not to wear the hijab back while still crossing each other. Behind him, Mr. Maheza and Aleya's mother, stepped in tandem to follow.

“I don't want my company to go bankrupt because of bej*at employees like him. So I want to follow up on the embezzlement case he did. If he can't pay, tell him to sell g1njal or anything that could be money, if he doesn't want to go to jail!” resolute Love.

Mother Aleya and Mr. Maheza immediately stared in disbelief at Cikho who became busy looking down while holding the former bogem mas Aidan on his left lip. Aleya's mother received the gift of Aidan's cell phone which she knew was the phone of Love the princess.

“Watch the video!” mas Aidan's.

“J-don't, Mah. That's not a video of anything. Random is not important!” panicked Cikho tried to snatch his phone from both hands of the mama, but swiftly, Excel held back the collar of the long black shirt that Cikho was wearing.