The (Former) Mafia
Chapters 17. Getting Angry Again

"One more, Durant. Try to find out, Nabila's real past. I don't want anyone to be missed. The slightest thing, you should take note. Moreover, about that crazy woman, lest you find nothing. I want information immediately!"

Durant, nod. He was about to leave but turned back when he remembered something he had not said. "Boss, tomorrow you have an appointment with the person who was then, Boss asked!"

"alright. You can go now!"

....

As usual, the office was crowded. Yes the name is also the office, the center of people working, must be crowded huh. All divisions are busy preparing everything for the latest car launch. Only a few days left until the day H arrived, they could no longer see.

"Please come in, sir!" durant said to a man dressed neatly, cleanly and with a beautiful smile.

"Thank you" said the man.

"Assalamu'alaikum!"

"Wa'alaikumssalam!" sahut Bara from the inside, yes, although still laid out, Bara certainly knows the sentence because Nabila often said it.

"Good morning, Ustad!" bara said as she looked at the note on the iPad she was holding. Before this, he had clearly understood, how to greet the teacher ala-ala Nabila. Oh come on, Bara's brain is just filled with that name. Whatever he did, it must have been about the woman's name.

"Alhamdulillah, introduce me, I'm Faisal!" the ustadz said. Actually this Faisal look can be said to be very fashionable. But with a package that is more polite and pleasant to look at. Faisal is not too old. He was about 35 years old, 2 years younger than Bara. Durant deliberately looking for the most suitable person for Bara, Faisal is certainly very fluent in English and that also makes it easier for him to communicate with Bara.

"Please sit!" bara. That guy did too.

Their conversation continued, Bara seemed to pay close attention to what Faisal said. Not only did he pay attention, but he also noted down anything that he thought was important.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Lake in!" bara Sahut.

Jessica entered with a tray of two cups of tea for Bara and for her guests.

"I'm sorry, but I can't eat or drink" Faisal said, awkwardly, as he felt bad. Moreover, he could not bear to see the look of Jessica who he thought was inappropriate for him to see.

"Ustadz again dieting?" ask Bara, with her serious face.

Faisal chuckled small. "No, I'm just fasting."

"Fasting?" ask Bara again. Faisal nodded. He smiled then explained what he did understand about it.

"Yes, you take the tea out again!"

Jessica nodded, she turned around even though her face had already been bent sour. "Udah tired to drink, but even not at the price. It's so weird being a person" Jessica grumbled after being outside.

"Loh, why doesn't Mr. Bara just drink. I'm okay!"

"I want to go too!"

Faisal again laughed. He really felt that this Bara was very funny. For a while he could hold back a smile, only after that, did he explain everything. What Bara asked him answered and Faisal also gave important points that were certainly very valuable to Bara.

"I just want to say, don't let you do this just because of a woman. Do not rush, find out first everything until you can really have a strong belief that you want this path, purely because of your heart, not because of anything else."

Bara nodded in agreement. He accepted what his teacher suggested and tried to digest it all slowly. Nor is it in a hurry. There are many things he wants to know.

"Thank you, Ustadz!"

"Together, Sir!"

....

Click!

Nabila turned her head as soon as she heard the door of her boss' apartment open. The woman immediately walked towards the door, seeing if Bara really came home or it was just the Durian.

"Mr .. ekhhh!" The woman was about to retreat but did not so because Bara had already collapsed on her shoulder. That guy looks really bad. "Mother why?" asked Nabila while helping Bara to sit on the sofa.

Bara shook his head. The man just closed his eyes. Trying to withstand all the turmoil in his body.

"Daddy want a drink?" tanya Nabila moved but her hand was held back by the man.

"Why? You look so weak, I'll make you some sweet tea. It won't be long." Nabila turned back.

"I'm learning to fast, Nabila!"

"What?" shocked Nabila. The woman looked at Bara with a look of disbelief. His forehead shriveled, what Bara had actually said.

"I said I'm learning to fast. Can't it?" ask Bara.

Nabila nodded then shook her head. The man smiled slightly, this woman was really very beautiful as she showed a puzzled face like now. Very funny and adorable.

"I just have to wait until the Adhan, right?"

Again Nabila just nodded, his brain still trying to digest what Bara said. It's totally out of reason. "Father, you don't really intend to marry me, do you?"

There's no answer. I just smiled thinly. It is up to Nabila to say what, he just needs to keep going, said Faisal, if the match is not going anywhere. Now, Bara will only try to do his best.

"Please take off my tie!" said Bara while looking at Nabila with a shady look. There was no sharp gaze, his cold face was also invisible, it was still flat, but now it was not as bad as before.

When Nabila did what Bara asked, the beautiful woman took off the Bara tie as beautiful as it took off the top button of the shirt Bara was wearing. Bara held a smile, actually he couldn't stand it, it felt too excruciating. It was a pity because he could not touch this woman carelessly.

"Alhamdulillah .. already adhan, sir. I'll get you some water!"

Bara nodded, he noticed Nabila who was so painstakingly taking care of him. The strange murmur reappeared. Maybe this is what he wants, Bara just wants a warmth from someone. Have a family that will welcome him when he comes home from work. Have someone who will ask about his condition at all times.

Grep's!

Nabila jerked instead of playing, the woman immediately revolted when a pair of hands coiled on her stomach.

"Suck!" nabila said as he turned around.

Plaque!

Bara grimaced, he rubbed his hot cheek from the slap from Nabila.

"I told you not to touch me like this!" grumpy Nabila with eyes lit up. "Sorry if I'm sassy! But you deserve it!" ketus Nabila with overflowing anger.

"Astaghfirullah .. he really is a bastard!" grumpy Nabila.

Blam it! The door of the apartment was Nabila slammed violently.

Bara smiled, the man fell to the floor, his gaze blank. An empty heart that was ignored by the woman.

"It turns out being an asshole is easier!" muttered Bara with a pitiful smile.