The (Former) Mafia
21. Nabila's Confusion

"I told you that you can't marry me. We have different beliefs, sir. The terms I proposed were very clear."

Bara gave a small smile, he did not heed what Nabila said and instead passed away from before the woman. As far as the eye can see, so far as Nabila's mind is at the moment. He really couldn't digest what Bara said.

"Durant," he called to the man who was outside the game. Nabila could no longer accompany Ezra after hearing what Bara said.

"Yes, Madame Boss!" answer Durant.

"Has this whole time, your boss been seeing someone?" ask Nabila. The woman looked at Durant with a peeking look. His eyes pinched with his head slightly tilted as he waited for Durant who never spoke.

"Eummm, Anu Mrs Boss. Actually, Mr. Boss used to meet his new friends!"

"New friend?" ask Nabila.

Durant nodded, "Ustadz Faisal, the boss often meets Ustadz."

Nabila smothered her mouth in disbelief. Is it possible that Bara already has the same beliefs as him. How could Nabila not let something like this happen. This is not what he wanted. However, if Bara was completely convinced by what he believed now, Nabila was speechless anymore. It was likely that he would have to accept the man for one night.

Nabila's mind is chaotic, this is not in accordance with what he believes. Marriage is not for him to play. Even though her husband was only one, she had already been a widow twice. Should it happen again, let her body be enjoyed by men she never really knew.

"Oh my God, how is this," murmured Nabila restlessly. The woman slammed down on the floor. He crouched down while covering his face to hide the tears that suddenly burst forth without excuse.

"Mrs Boss, Madam why?" durant asked feeling uneasy as the people who were there started to stare strangely at them. The man nodded, looking right left. He could see Nabila's shoulders trembling and everyone was looking at him more and more with sharp glances.

"Mrs. Do you want to see Ustad Faisal?"

The woman immediately stood up, she looked at Durant with misty eyes. "Hmmm .. I want to see him now."

"But, Boss and Little Boss?"

"Let them!" nabila.

Durant wanted to take his phone but it was not so when Nabila pulled his arm wrapped in a suit just like that. "Miss, what if the Boss is angry?"

"I'll be in charge, Durant!"

....

When he came out of a house with shaky steps, he almost fell if not holding on to the fence of the man's house.

"Mother not papa?" ask a woman to help Nabila stand up straight. Just a smile and a nod of the head that Nabila gave.

"Thank you, Ma'am. I'm pampering. Assalamualaikum!"

"Please Madam!" durant said to open the car door for the future wife of his boss.

A blank look was clearly visible from the woman's eyes. He just stared at the sky from behind the windshield expressionlessly. The explanation from Ustadz Faisal left him speechless. He recalled what Ustad said.

"Actually, I was also very surprised when Mr. Bara said that he was convinced by his desire to believe what we believe. However, when I asked him what reason he said that, he replied; 'because of the person who was doing Friday prayers in the mosque. He saw a man whose limbs were not intact, looked very excited to enter the mosque and pursue the next prayer sap' he again asked me, what he was chasing, what he was after, and what makes 'people with incomplete limbs' look so happy like they don't have burdens."

"Then?" tanya Nabila was still trying to listen.

"I just say, if the person is pursuing the afterlife, he accepts his destiny sincerely because he knows, in the afterlife all humans are the same. There's nothing different. With the flaws he had, he had advantages that not many people had. His life he gave to the creator, and that is what made him grateful for what he had. His face was a picture if he was really pleased with the decree God gave!"

A single tear fell without asking permission from the owner. The woman was restrained. In fact, as she tried to hold back her crying voice, Nabila even sobbed increasingly. The woman lowered her head, letting her cries be heard by the increasingly confused Durant also did not understand the sadness that plagued her boss.

"Goddessa ... Thank God. Thank goodness!" nabila said while rubbing his chest several times. He really felt very happy and moved when he heard that the person who had been having a bad temper turned out his heart could be touched too.

"This, Madam!" durant said he put a box of tissue on Nabila. The woman took it with a smile. The thanks he gave. Although her heart was still agitated, at least she knew that Bara had not used religion to marry her.

....

"Mama!" shout Ezra. The little boy immediately hugged Nabila's neck and kissed her cheek at a glance. "Where's mama dali? Ezla same Papa guts Mama. Mom said Mom's not going anywhere. This is for Ezla and Papa. Mama can't make time for anything else!"

Nabila nodded, thank God, she had time to wear makeup to cover the patch in her eyes. "I'm sorry, dear. Mama had a business for a while, Ezra was satisfied not to play? We're going home now, yuk!"

"What's wrong?" bara asked Durant with a glance at his eyes. Durant shook his head. Yes, even though Bara had no voice, Durant understood what his boss meant.

....

A boisterous voice rang out as the little ones began to enter his study room. Ezra was still reluctant to enter the classroom and just stayed on the seat next to the door of his class.

"Darling, what's wrong? Why not go in hmm? Said you wanted to go to school?"

The little lips are even more pursed. He looked at Nabila ogah-ogahan. Something really disappointed him. The little boy stared in one direction, showing a child in the care of his father and mother. Nabila who realized something began to understand why her son was sulking.

"Because Papa Bara doesn't exist?" ask Nabila.

Ezra nodded, "Papa lied to Ezla Mama. Papa says Papa wants to antel Ezla school, like other Ezla friends. Why didn't Papa come?"

Nabila exhaled slowly. His hands stretched out, rubbing the child's head with a very soft rub. "Honey, Papa's busy, son. There's no Papa there's no Mama, does Ezra not love Mama, just Papa ya Ezra dear?"

Ezra shook his head. "Ezla love is the same, Mama!"

"Yes, then we go in, meet with Ezra's other friends."