The (Former) Mafia
Chapters 16. Past Times

Nabila looked up at the night sky from the glass wall in her apartment. The woman exhaled a rough breath for the umpteenth time. The shadow 5 years ago reappeared. His heart, it hurts, it hurts, of course. How could he not be injured when he learned such a sad fact.

Nabila smiled as she pulled her suitcase into the courtyard of the house, the beautiful woman just came home from a business trip and immediately rushed to see her husband.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" nabila said as he knocked on the door. "Mas Ramadan. When I get home, Mom!" he said it again when no one answered. In fact, the housekeeper alone does not exist. "Mbak .. It's me home!"

Nabila tried to squeeze the bell a few times, but there was still no one. The woman smiled when she heard her phone ring. At first she thought it was Ramadan, her husband, but when she heard a voice on the phone. I realized it was someone else. People he doesn't know.

"Congratulations, Ma'am, is this true with Ms Nabila?" ask the person on the phone.

"Night, Sir. That's right, I'm alone! What's the need, sir?" tanyanya back.

Nabila continued to listen to the words of the man across the phone. At first Nabila was still fine. Suddenly, a tear fell from the eye. Nabila's gaze became unfocused, he glanced in any direction as if confused and absent-minded.

"This is impossible" said Nabila, shaking his head. He immediately ran towards the big road and stopped a taxi.

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Sura boisterous of the many people who passed by as if they could not penetrate the eardrum of a Nabila. He walked into the morgue with very weak steps. His heart was beating so fast, Nabila really wished that this was just a dream. Everything will come back after Nabila wakes up and opens his eyes in the morning.

Now, the woman's body stopped next to the body of a corpse that had been covered in white cloth. Shaky hands Nabila opened the cloth until, the face of the husband, a face that usually smiles now does not show any expression. Pale, very pale, his lips no longer soft. Nabila's feet reflexed back a few steps, her right hand covering her agape mouth from overwhelming shock.

"Mas Ramadan. This is impossible, Sir, can you pinch me!" pinta Nabila to the man standing guard in the room. Nabila still hopes if this is just a dream. However, the moment he bit his lips, the woman's breath immediately choked, the oxygen supply from his lungs as if stuck in the esophagus. Clear circles begin to slide very quickly. "Mas Ramadhan," muttered Nabila again approached the corpse. His body slid to the floor, his shoulders trembled violently. Exactly what happened, why did he suddenly have to accept this kind of fact!

"Mas ... Ramadan!" muttered Nabila with a very slow voice. "Why do I leave Nabila like this, Mas!" She cried for quite a while, until, when she remembered something, Nabila came back out and headed somewhere else.

This is where he is now, in a hospital ICU room. Nabila looked at a woman who was lying on top of a bad hospital with a very sad condition.

"When," called the woman in a very soft voice. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for taking your husband. We have no intention of betraying you. That feeling just suddenly appeared, we couldn't help it."

When she laughed, she turned her head up, O Lord, what a fact is this. Why should his happiness be snatched away so quickly. Moreover, the fact this time is much more painful, after seeing the phone of her late husband, Nabila just realized if her husband and Katrin have a special relationship. Nabila also found a photo showing her husband and also her best friend who is having a series wedding.

"Actually what are you doing, Katrin. I've already considered you as my own brother. I trust you. Even when you said you were going abroad, I believed. However, what you gave .. You and Mas Ramadhan have an affair. What sins have I committed against you, why are you so heartless!"

Nabila's voice was really very soft, he was very angry, it felt Nabila really wanted to scratch the face of his best friend at that time, but, when he saw Katrin's condition that was not possible, he was very angry, Nabila was forced to swallow the frustration itself. She could only cry, cry until her pretty eyes were puffy. His head was dizzy, Nabila was nauseous and very anxious to vomit.

A clear thread slid from the corner of Katrin's eye. The woman cried in silence, she was really very sorry for having betrayed Nabila. However, what he can do, the love he has for his best friend's husband is huge.

"Nabila ... I beg you, forgive me, no, don't forgive me!" katrin said in a stifled voice. Nabila wanted to get out of the room, but Katrin's voice again stopped her steps.

The deg! The kid?

Nabila turned back, he wanted to swear at Katrin, but, when he saw the woman was in trouble, Nabila undo the intention.

"Please take good care of our son, Nabila. Forgive us .. You are a good woman. Forgive us .. forgive us!"

Katrin's breathing is starting to become unstable. The woman was breathing like a strangled person.

"Istighfar, Brother. Istighfar!" nabila said while rubbing Katrin's head gently. Either what this woman's heart is made of until she is able to suppress her emotions in people who have given very deep wounds.

Nabila brought her mouth closer to Katrin's ears. He began to lead Katrin to say two sentences of shahada, and when the sentence was finished Katrin said, the woman actually left Nabila with all the wounds she had inflicted.

Nabila's tears returned, these two people had a car accident when Nabila was on his way home. This was really quite a coincidence, a very terrible fate. Now, what should Nabila do, who should he blame for the pain he felt. The two people had left, but the pain they were giving could never go away.

"Mama!" call Ezra from behind Nabila. The woman wiped her tears. He crouched down then spread out his arms to hug his little angel. The only treasure her late husband gave her.

"Why hasn't Mama got laid yet? It's already night. Is your hand still hurting? Want Ezla to blow?"

Nabila shook her head while smiling. "Mama's fine, honey. Ezra why haven't you slept, want you to read a fairy tale?"

Ezra nodded enthusiastically. Nabila gave a small chuckle, she let go of her embrace then led Ezra to return to their room.

"Thank you for leaving a child as good as Ezra, Mas, Katrin."

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"So, what should we do, boss?" durant asked the man in front of him.

"Buy the cafe in the name of Nabila. Don't say anything to that woman. He mustn't know if we're using his name to buy property!"

"Good, Boss!"