The (Former) Mafia
Chapter 29. Misfocus

"Darling!" yelled Nabila in the apartment. The beautiful woman walked out of her room with a big smile. Nabila intended to meet Ezra, but instead the two men were already standing in front of him with strange smiles.

"Why call us?" ask Bara which one makes Nabila confused.

"I'm just calling him, sir!" point him at the little boy next to Bara.

Hearing that answer, the two men looked at each other and left Nabila just like that. Nabila who felt very surprised following them from behind, he noticed Bara who was enjoying black coffee without sugar, while Ezra was drinking warm milk. That's not what concerns Nabila, but the way and style of sitting they are really very similar. Why do these two people even look like real fathers and sons.

"Za! Mom is leaving now, yeah! You go with Papa!" said Nabila looking down on the cheeks of his favorite child.

Bara did not want to lose, he cleared his throat but was ignored.

"Mama!" pekik Ezra makes Nabila back.

"Some one forgot!" Ezra.

"What?" tanya Nabila still did not understand.

"Papa should also be kissed dong, Ma. Beldosa knows! Mama's Papa's house, look at it, Papa's sulking!"

Bara cleared his throat, he acted as if he did not care and instead focused on the tablet screen in front of him, even though he also really wanted to get warm treatment from Nabila.

Nabila glanced right at left, if she refused Ezra's request, she would definitely be late to Bara's office. Nabila does not want to waste the opportunity that has been given. Inevitably Nabila lowered her head even though she was very nervous. Marlina is busy at the pantry table it might be okay if Nabila kissed her husband's cheek at a glance.

"Ezra close your eyes first!" nabila

The boy closed his eyes with his fingers which he stretched out. While the man who was beside Nabila was already holding a smile. Just when Nabila brought her lips closer, Bara turned her head until at last their lips met. Bara's hand closed Ezra's eyes as he deepened slightly what he was doing. Just a moment and it was able to make Nabila sculpt. Bara smiled when he saw Nabila gawking. "Go! Don't forget to read the do'a!" remember Bara. Nabila just nodded, he said a dive and came out of his apartment. Again Bara smiled, moved his lips, licked and bit his lips several times. The sweet taste that Nabila left behind made his heart flowery.

"Eissshhhhh, Papa! Ezra can't see anything."

The newly awakened ember immediately released his hand from Ezra's eyes. He lowered his head then peeked at Ezra's cheek at a glance. "Thank you, Za!"

"For what?"

Bara shook his head while scrambling Ezra's hair. While Marlina, she could only endure a smile with a heart that was about to explode. Oh really, the relationship between this family is very complicated but makes anyone who sees it opium.

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"Astaghfiullah! Why else would I?" nabila grumbled his forehead on the steering wheel of the car. He did not understand why he had always bowed to the man. He often asked his heart not to be touched. Whatever good Bara gives, their relationship is nothing more than a paper relationship which at any time, Bara can leave. Nabila thought if Bara only needed it for bed problems only. Even though he had always been gentle, it could not guarantee anything.

"Bismillah, stop over thinking, Nabila. Now just how you are. It's okay if Bara leaves you, which is important, carry out your duties as a wife."

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"Good morning, Ma'am!" greet Nabila at the receptionist who is in the lobby of the Cullen Group company. "I want a job interview. May I know where the room is?" ask Nabila again. The beautiful woman smiled. The receptionist smiled at him as well.

"Akh, I'd like an interview for the position of marketing director!"

The two receptionists stared at each other. One of them walked around the table. "Let me drive, Mom!"

"Good Ma'am, thank you!"

When entering the elevator, Nabila bowed to the person in the elevator. A man whose stature is high enough for an Asian. It seems like he is also an important person because his suit is neat and he also seems to have authority.

"Where are you going, Ma'am?" ask Fino at the reception.

"I want to take you, this mother to the director's interview, Mr. Fino!"

Fino nodded, she squeezed the elevator to stop at a certain floor. "I'll deliver it. You can come back!" said Fino. The receptionist nodded then walked out of there. While Nabila, he shifted somewhat to the corner shortly after the elevator door closed.

"I'm Fino!" he said extending a hand. When she smiled, she nodded with the hands she put together in front of her chest.

"I'm Nabila, Sir!"

Fino smiled wryly, she pulled back her hand, stuffing it into her pants pocket.

"It looks like I've seen you before, have you ever worked for this company?" ask Fino.

Nabila nodded back. "Yes, sir, 5 years ago, I was an employee here."

Fino nodded his head. The man reached out, inviting Nabila to come out first from the elevator.

"Mr go first! It's not good if a woman walks in front of a man!"

Again Fino just nodded, he did not feel offended and instead looked at Nabila with a look of admiration. This woman was slightly different from the women he had met all along. Nabila is very beautiful, graceful, and very caring for his marwah. It's really incredible.

"This is the room. You can wait with the others. When your turn comes .. akh ...." Fino nodded as she remembered something. "I think you understand very well."

"Thank you, sir!" nabila said sincerely.

Fino left the place. However, before he actually left, he glanced back at Nabila. His lips are smiling. Very rare intelligent woman. His mind.

Nabila exhaled a long breath. Sometimes he inhaled a deep breath and took it out slowly. The beautiful woman continued to recite and pray that her interview would be smooth. However, he had not pursued this field for a long time. Nabila became very nervous.

The footsteps of many people in the corridor made all applicants who were waiting to stand, including Nabila. However, when he turned around, how surprised he was when he saw the husband in the front row, more precisely in the middle, he was in the middle, in the claws of the higher-ups who would probably be the ones to do the appraisal.

The look they meet. For the umpteenth time, Nabila could not blink. Thankfully, Bara just went through it without saying anything. He did not want the people in the office to think that Nabila entered the company because of the deckengan. Not because of the ability he has.

"Do you have to intervene!" muttered Nabila with his face.