Muslims Are Strong for the Mafia

Muslims Are Strong for the Mafia
40: Marriage Advice Used to be New Reception


Watching everything, including Azzura's new uncle and aunt, Excel reveals his intention to marry Azzura. In that instant Widy's mother glanced at her husband because after all, Secretary Lim was Mr. Maheza's younger brother.


“Bi, Cikho how are you? Still alive, right, she?” misik mas Aidan deliberately invites the aunt to chat while enjoying her favorite fruit and is indeed brought specially by the aunt.


Although Excel's serious chat there, in the ward of Mr. Haji Ojan is still ongoing, Widy's mother still replied to the question mas Aidan using a soft voice as well. “Aibi does not know for sure, but in the company it seems to be rame. Your uncle just came home this morning. That is, embezzlement of company funds. The point is that, .. the Cikho. He used the company's money to pay for his expenses outside of work. Mostly make events in karaoke places, clubs, hotels, villas, cruise rentals, ... don't think so!”


Hearing that, mas Aidan who sat down with a mask while spending a long time, immediately shook his head. “Tens M, what hundreds M, Bi?”


Widy's mother had directly looked at Aidan with a slick look. “It looks like even more, Mas!”


“Wah, fortunately not the same as Mbak Azzura. That much money, even though Cikho was jailed for life or mat1 law, it is impossible to return,” reply mas Aidan still with a soft voice.


“Nah yes. That's the next step forward take care of his sisters, same later your uncle will also bring your brothers and sisters to take care of gotong royong. Make a new project, or ask for a loan to everywhere,” Widy's mother's story.


“Innalilahi ...,” shouts mas Aidan while shaking inexhaustibly.


“Means her wedding is one month away, huh?” secretary Lim said. No matter how much the burden he was carrying because the fate of the company threatened h4ncur, for him Azzura happiness remains much more should he prioritize.


Hearing that, Azzura who immediately smiled, gradually lowered his head deeply. He chose to sit next to the mother. While Excel who was sitting next to Pak Kalandra immediately nodded firmly. Serious response as well as smile crisis.


“Indeed, one month doesn't last? You see, if you have to go back to Jakarta to take care of your needs, right ..” said Arum's mother.


“Married first, just one more month's reception. It's much safer. You also have no ties with any party. That is, you are both free, do not have a partner. Yes, right, Cel?” sergeant Septi's mother cut off Arum's mother. He who sits on the side of the bed, Haji Ojan, deliberately ensures.


“Not want to fussy well, because, gini-gini right, Mother also already considers Azzura like her own child. Pas knows the news that Cikho is even married, the dipper that I wear to flush vegetables is immediately crushed in one bant1ngan so emotional,” continued Septi mother.


“Everything goes back to you who underwent, but just in case, there are only two choices and one of them is as Septi's mother just said. While the other option, namely .. must keep the distance and you can not go far without supervision, namely, but it looks like this choice is a bit difficult especially Excel alone needs Azzura help to take care of this it's in Jakarta.” Widy's mother also spoke.


“In the near future it seems like the surviving members of the Excel mas family will continue to be monitored by the mafi4. Therefore, just visiting Rere and his sister in the dorm, Excel always tell people. While my face, some of them will understand, in addition to Rere's life that seems much more threatened. Rere who hired mafi4 services, and would be dangerous if he opened his mouth because of the two mafi4 that I had faced, until dir4cun!” think Azzura who has immediately thought hard for the good of Excel as well as their relationship. “So, it would be nice if in the near future, Excel mas leave Jakarta. Mas Excel must live in a place that mafi4s never think, although mafi4 is not as easy as I think,” Azzura thought again to think to change the appearance and identity of Excel.


“Usually if in the Javanese custom where I live, every son-in-law will get a new name as his new identity. So that the sons-in-law feel much more prepared to be the head of the household. I can use a new name for that Excel mas. Which in other words, it is better to marry first, just take care of the reception. Let me also keep an eye on Excel!” inner Azzura again became more and more convinced by his decision.


“If my wife marries again, who am I? Time yes, I'm polyandry!” firmly, Pak Haji Ojan is still forced to remain seated in the middle of the nursery bed by Sepri and Andri doctors. The two held Haji Ojan's hand from both sides.


Septi's mother immediately sighed while shaking. “Ighfar, Jan. She's not your wife.” He also spoke in a whisper.


Mr. Haji Ojan immediately rolled around in the nursery bed and just wanted to calm down after the Andri doctor persuaded him with great attention. Attention that immediately made Pak Haji Ojan hugged the doctor Andri very closely. Pak Haji Ojan to his feet.


Meanwhile, in a different place, in detention he spent time in confinement behind bars, Rere who was already wearing prisoner clothes, did not want to eat even just drink. Rere was afraid of dir4cun because the two mafi4s involved in his case had already experienced it first. Both of them were viciously poisoned and Rere was convinced the same would happen to him. Sooner or later, Rere yamin all that will also happen soon.


“The problem is, if I do not eat or drink, there are more and more limp and precisely until it hurts!” inner Rere ketar-ketir himself. He sat in the corner of the holding room staring fearfully at the woman there and indeed his prodeo hotel roommate. “This is not Excel, let alone Cikho, really no one came, yes. Very excited!” rutuk Rere in his heart.


And when Rere had to face his rations of eating and drinking again, Rere was really worried because after all, he was afraid of death. Especially when in the end the fat woman who snatched the rations of eating and drinking belong to Rere ended convulsions, shortly after the woman ate rations of food and drinks Rere.


“Actually who wants to get rid of me? Mafi4's yes period is just because they're afraid I'm leaking secrets? What secret? Do I know what?” inner Rere was frightened to see the fellow he suspected, would soon die. If it was him, of course Rere was dead too.