Muslims Are Strong for the Mafia
8: The Power of the Heart that Defeats Everything

Suddenly proposed as it is now, it is not strange for Azzura. He has been proposed too often and rejected the application. Especially for those who do not know the relationship and Cikho.

“Gak ...,” said Azzura while shaking his head. He deliberately made a decision because he did not want to make his parents feel the burden.

No matter, even in terms of physical as well as Excel looks, the man is very cool, charming. Cikho was nothing. The betrayal that Azzura received from Cikho, had already made the woman's heart die like a very barren land.

Excel stared at Azzura's resignation as he left. He sighed then said, “Alright, I'll wait until Ma'am Azzura is ready.” Excel doesn't know why his mouth follows his heart. Not following his feelings and obsession who continue to advise that he is more on the side of Rere the younger brother, rather than Azzura family.

Excel's intention was to marry Azzura, so that he could make their marriage a torture-filled prison for Azzura. But in reality, the power of his heart was greater than the power of even advanced weapons. Because, the charm of an Azzura is already making his heart can not turn away.

If the four knew, or at least, if Aidan knew Excel was Rere's brother, the four would not allow Excel to participate with them.

The atmosphere was still very dark when they finally came out of the hotel. It was still around five in the morning, in addition to Kalandra's family who had taken the time to pray early morning.

“Bby, I joined you guys?” ask Excel waswas. In addition to fear of his good intentions being suspected and rejected, he also still has to be careful.

“You know Jakarta region?” ask Mr. Kalandra who is considering an offer from Excel.

Excel knows, the typical Kalandra sir who believes in karma. Earlier, the man had helped Excel. If Excel intends incorrectly, Mr. Kalandra will hand the evil Excel to God without intending to repay him.

“Pahm. I am a native born in Jakarta. Mr. Kalandra knows that because Mr. Kalandra has seen my ID card,” can Excel. He was secretly watching Azzura. Even though she was there, but not with her mind. Azzura was unceasingly daydreaming and looked very hit.

“Why did she get pregnant and even marry Rere's husband?” think Excel.

Mr. Kalandra and his entourage, did not use an online taxi. The four hitchhiked to Excel who brought their own car. No chatter enveloped their chatter, indicating everything was not okay. Mr. Kalandra sat next to Excel driving, while Mas Aidan sat in the middle, embracing Azzura and Arum's mother who was beside him.

“They will go to the parents' house husband Rere. Will they directly discuss the marriage of Azzura and her husband Rere?” think Excel.

The atmosphere of the road is still quiet and not so many road users. Plus, Excel deliberately chose the toll road. It's just, there's a black jeep that keeps following, making Excel sure, it's Rere's. The man tried to be as calm as possible. His two eyes kept watching around through the third rearview mirror in his car. One is on it, the rest is on the front side of the car.

Excel deliberately increased the speed of the car because the black jeep at the back was clearly trying to overtake. Only Mr. Kalandra and mas Aidan realize that the reason Excel suddenly speeding because of the black jeep back there.

“My car is bulletproof, but if it is shot by the tires of the car, this car will still look good!” inner Excel.

Panicked. Azzura and Arum's mother are close to hanging. Their hearts were unceasingly beating faster, completely noisy. The car they were riding in shot out like flying. Arum's mother was not always beristigfar even though the woman did it smoothly.

“Yes Lord, ... for the first time I prayed after so long ... this time alone, let me bear all that these four good people must feel. Let them get away and I'll replace them. I'll be facing all four of Rere's submissions without their knowledge!” inner Excel.

The speed of the cars that crossed the line, making them leave a gunshot-like explosive sound. Mr. Kalandra and his family had to sweat cold, even though the AC in the Excel car still works well. They reached the residence of Cikho's parents much faster. About six o'clock in less than five minutes.

“That was ..?” Arum's mother could not comment, but she was sure the driving scene resembled the action movie scene earlier because in order to avoid chasing a kind of beg4l!

“Was that Rere's man ...? Or even Cikho?” lirih Azzura guessed because that was all he could capture from Cikho's decision that asked him to keep the man's marriage to Rere a secret. However, isn't Cikho that cruel? I don't know..Azzura's heart was too sick even though he had just imagined it. But this time, his reason advanced because he wanted to face everything head-on. He wanted to tell me what Cikho was doing. He wants to hold Cicho accountable.

“I want mas Cikho to apologize to my parents and my extended family. He should apologize publicly in front of all the invited guests who have witnessed our wedding!” Azzura immediately spoke firmly while standing before Maheza and Aleya's mother, straight out of the room.

Their meeting took place in the living room of the residence of Cikho's truly magnificent parents. The building, which is all floors and some walls are covered in marble, becomes increasingly cold due to the attitude of an Azzura who becomes very cold.

Aleya's mother and Master Maheza who had gotten the demands from Azzura just now, were instantly stunned. Indicates, both do not know yet. Because it could be, Cikho was too afraid to confess. The two who had not been sitting for long and were next to each other, became extremely agitated.

After suddenly being called by Azzura and reported that the Azzura family wanted to meet for something very important, what Azzura had just said made Cikho's parents immediately convinced, he said, that Cikho had made a fatal mistake to Azzura.

Meanwhile, outside the residence of Cikho's parents, Excel deliberately went to use his car. The man drove to the road he had just left to meet the jeep driver who had made him drive like a reliable driver.

Sure enough, the decision was the right decision so that the four men messenger Rere could not touch Azzura family.

Excel who had directly come down from his car, faced with a man with a rogue appearance number four and certainly, it was the person sent Rere. One of them and the largest, gradually advanced, stood in the middle. The man took off his black suit, made a line of tattoos that filled his burly arms, emblazoned real because he just wore a shirt with no white sleeves. the man played his muscular muscles which made his two arms look like they were pumped so big. Surprisingly, Excel was just staring trivially after the dashing man removed his thick sunglasses.

The still-deserted highway bears witness that the man with both hands is full of tattoos, and initially scares Excel using his muscles, is furious with Excel.

“H-ajar that rat got!” said the tattooed man to the three men behind him and indeed his men.

Excel exhales through the mouth then dabbles the waist. “If you even told your men, why was it showing off? You are also moving forward. Don't just your men!”