MY DRIVER IS A MAFIA
Pelix

In a luxurious mansion. A member of the mafia is being given orders by the mafia chairman.

Genx brutal was given nana genx BIKINI BOTTOM. Sounds funny but the name is disguised so as not to be kissed by the police. Genx is a charity. No one thought that in the organization there was a family mafia.

"Pelix, Grandpa gave you one assignment. Come to Mr. Andreas' house. Before he died he gave me a letter, if the drugs he had were hidden under the floor of his house. There is a possibility that the item is still there, you search and bring it here" said the mafia leader named Leon's grandfather. He's the genx's chairman. It was old by resting on a wooden stick carved by a dragon snake with a red jewel on its head

"Good cake. I'll bring that stuff. Before I manage to bring him in, allow me to observe the house first lest anyone suspect" Felix replied.

"just please . I'll give you a month" replied Leon.

"Good cake. I'm going to go to that house right now" Felix replied confidently.

Genx Bikini bottom has a member who is still a generation. For their pseudonyms taken from the cartoon figure spongeboob.

Mr. Leon as the leader of the mafia as Mr. Crab.

His eldest son, Mr. Leon, was named Jhonson as Lary.

A second son named Ken as Planktone.

Jhonson's son Pelix as Patrick.

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In-house. Amora just sat there. With tears falling. This nightmare is a reality that Amora must find. To whom he had to tell about all his problems, even to talk to his parents was simply impossible...

Jingggwg.

The sound of the phone broke the lombuannaya. written a new no. at first he hesitated to pick up the phone, but the longer it was allowed the more often the no it contacted him.

"Yes Hello".

" I'll find a driver for you. I don't want our parents to think I'm a husband who doesn't love his wife" said the man on the phone with great emphasis.

"Alright mas. That's better. Here I am like an imprisoned person. I'm not a human being who has to be silent" Amora replied.

"No need to beat me up" she replied briefly.

Huuuuhhhhhh.

A heavy breath sounded out from Amora's breath. There's a pissing rush there. It felt like he wanted to escape from this luxurious house, but he remembered that this house was already his. With his name and the certificate given by Martin during the meeting yesterday.

The clock is 13:45. Someone is seen spying on Amora's new residence.

"Sial Turns out this house already occupied. How can I get inside this house to pick up that thing" Pelix snorted in annoyance.

when he was observing the house. Her gaze saw a beautiful woman sitting on the edge of the balcony of the room. With a blank look and the rest of the tears perched at the end of his eyes.

"It's so pretty that woman. But it seemed like he was in a very sad mood" he muttered again inwardly.

Aware someone noticed her, making Amora uncomfortable and immediately went inside the house.

Pelix leaves and she finds out why the house has changed ownership, and she soon gets informed that the previous owner died and the master is auctioning the house. Before long a famous lawyer won the auction event and managed to own the house along with its contents.

knowing the facts all made him sure that the item he wanted was still in the house.

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"Why didn't you come home to tell me?" asked Amora with a face forced to be happy.

"It's none of your business, Amora. I'll sleep here tonight" Martin replied in a flat tone.

" Good mas" He answered briefly.

Evening has arrived. Martin was already on the bed waiting for his wife. Before long Amora arrived in the room using red fingerings to make Martin who saw it swallow his saliva tightly. Instantly his desire rose.

"why are you wearing Amora's curse? do you want to make me suffer. As a man I'm quite passionate about seeing you like this" Martin said in a frustrated tone.

"Why do you say it like that? I'm your wife. You are free to come to me at any time" replied Amora meekly.

"Don't make me like this. What treatment do you want? I can't give you all that, can I? and you already know" said Martin.

"I know mas. But we try slowly - slowly, I'm sure as time goes by you can recover. Impotence is not the end of everything. Even though the agreement letter has been written but it is only a piece of paper and we are living" he said.

Minute by minute, Martin was still like that. Limp and slowness made Amora feel frustrated.

"It's Amora. Get up and come here" said Martin.

"I'll try again for a minute" he replied.

"Stop. Thats enough. This is the last time we do it. Being with you like this makes me even more embarrassed. I'm not a man you know. Stop asking for the impossible. You can do that yourself" Martin said in a desperate tone.

"I'm sure you'll be normal again. You have to be in therapy" said Amora.

"Free therapy. Dozens of times I did but the results were not there. I'm still like this" said Martin.

"Rapidly wear your clothes again" said Martin while wearing his clothes back.

"I'm going to sleep in the study" Martin said, leaving his wife still silent.

Amora was silent and did not respond to her husband's words. The pain, the disappointment, the regret, gathered together into one night. I wanted to scream to let go of everything.

after the clothes come back. Amora reaches for her cell phone. She was looking for data about her husband in the GOOGIL app, it didn't take long, some articles about the husband were pretty much loaded. When he opened the last page of the article, he was shocked by the news that five years ago Martin had a car accident that made him paralyzed for one year.

"Mas Martin was in an accident? what might be the cause of him experiencing impotence like now" he murmured.

The night was getting late, making his drowsiness whack. He also fell asleep with his breath.

The morning also invited to wake up from the dream of Amora. She remembered that her husband was at her house and she went to the kitchen to make breakfast for her husband. There is Vivid who is slicing vegetables.

"Good morning madam, bright face" said Vivid with a smile.

"Morning too. Ma'am could have been, Now I'm the cook. You just rest" Amora told her ART.

"Don't Madam. It's my job, what if Mr. is angry" said Vivid.

"no one will be angry, you work for me. Today I am free to be assigned to cook. please rest" said Amora softly.

"Good ma'am" replied Vivid as it passed.

"God, all my life I worked as a maid, only this time I was treated special by my own employer" he murmured inwardly.

Before long breakfast was all served, and Martin was already there.

"Please have breakfast" said Amora.

"Yes thank you" he answered briefly while taking a mouthful of fried rice.