The (Former) Mafia
44. Forgetting Anger

The luxurious black car shot out at an extremely high speed. The driver does not care about the vehicles around him. His left hand pulled the tie he was wearing very tight. I don't know what happened to him. In the past, when he saw Eileria with Nathan, the feeling wasn't this bad. There was a feeling of anger and wanting to kill the man. However, it is not as big and strong as it is today. Fathan's face as well as his wife's smile, made Bara really tight. He cannot control his emotions. The feeling of wanting to kill again appeared, just as he saw the interaction made by Nabila and the damn doctor.

"Thighhhhhh!" bara's wrath hit the driver of his car several times. The man glanced down the street and stepped on the gas again when he felt he had the chance. The luxury car stopped in a very quiet building. Yeah, too quiet for a big building. For one thing, Bara likes the actions taken by Durant. His assistant was really very dexterous in terms of securing the situation.

"Special room, you've cleaned it up, sir!" said a man dressed all in black when he opened the large door on the top floor of the building.

"Don't let anyone in!"

"Good, Master!"

....

"Sorry for the inconvenience, Doctor! Maybe my husband misunderstood."

Fathan shook his head. "This is nothing new, Ma'am. You better go home first! I also have to bring Nana home!"

Nabila nodded in understanding. He pulls Ezra, asking the boy to get in the car. Many strange things that raged in her mind, Nabila did not know why she even regretted after yelling at her husband even though she knew that her husband had indeed made a mistake.

"I'm home, Na!" said Ezra waving to his new friend.

"Hmmm .. be careful. We'll see you tomorrow!" pekik Nana enthusiastic. Nabila bowed towards Nana and the boy's father. He smiled even with a slightly forced smile.

"Dad all right?" nana asked her father. Fathan smile. He crouched down in front of Nana then rubbed the little boy's face with a very gentle swipe. She was sure, Nana had seen everything. "Mana ... Nana knows, right, that this is just a misunderstanding? We weren't really serious when we did that. Just not intentionally, honey!"

Nana nodded. He hugged Fathan. The crack was tight, her tiny hand rubbed Fathan's head with a very soft swipe. "Patient people ... Auntie When you have a husband, Papa find another aunt, but look for one like Aunt Bila!"

"What?" Fathan was dumbfounded, he looked into the child's eyes with a look of disbelief. "What does Nana mean? Didn't Nana say it was like that, Hmm?"

Nana just smiled. He walked up to his father's car and asked him to open the car door for him. "Nana's not a kid, Dad!"

"Well?" ....

....

Nabila continued to move restlessly in her room. It had been two hours since her husband left, but when he asked Durant about her situation, he always said Bara was winning. Nabila did not know, the meaning of self-soothing said by Durant like what. It's also almost lunchtime, no, actually it's fitting if you really want to have lunch.

"Astaghfirullah .. why am I so worried!" nabila gumam. The guilt gets bigger and bigger. She should have known that her husband had a bad temper. Learning patience is like a new thing. Why should he be so angry. Maybe it was very adult. It is worth it to be a father. However, for another thing, Bara was still like a toddler who knew nothing.

"Mom!" call Nabila to the babysitter.

"Why, Mom?"

"I'll take Ezra for a second! I need to find my husband!"

"Good, Mom! Ezra just slept!"

When she smiled, she took her cell phone and her husband's car keys and rushed over.

"Mom!"

"Eat this!" marlina. "Don't get sick again!" he said smiling.

Nabila nodded, she picked up the apple that Marlina had offered and then walked out of the apartment.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Clik. Apartment door open.

"Where's your boss?" ask Nabila to Durant.

"The boss can't be bothered, ma'am!"

"I know, but I'm worried, Durant! Now tell me where my husband is! Or we'll really regret it. I have to straighten something out. Come on, help me, Durant!"

Durant thought for a while, right what Nabila said, he was also very worried if Bara would return like he used to. What if that jerk returns to vent his anger on women. This can't happen.

"Let me deliver!"

Nabila just nodded. Oh thank goodness, even if he had to drive himself, Nabila was afraid if he could not focus. "What's this place, Durant?" ask Nabila after arriving at the destination. The skyscraper was a bit creepy for him. Yes, the guard is too tight. Durant did not reply, he just smiled which made Nabila even more curious.

"Please come with me, ma'am!" pinta Durant's. Nabila also entered following Durant from behind. He stopped when he saw Durant talking to someone. His eyes again looked at the surrounding area, what building is this? Could it be that a place where people like Bara calm down, it almost looks like a hotel, but the nuance is a bit horror.

"This is the room, Boss Bara, Madam!" said Durant opened the door with a key that was given by the guard where Bara now occupies. "Be careful! Boss could've hurt you, ma'am!"

Nabila nodded, she was actually very nervous, but Nabila really had to see her husband's condition right now. "Go! Thank you, Durant!"

"I'm the one who should thank you, ma'am!"

The door was closed automatically when Nabila entered the room. Again Nabila made flabbergasted. How could something like this exist in a building? The interior is dominated by black color, a small pool that is enough to soak many people, sports equipment, also a bed that looks more like a gazebo is there, almost the entire wall is made of glass, and the, It was as if he could get closer to the sky in the city.

Sura punch after punch filled Nabila's eardrum making all her daydreams disappear instantly. He looked far away at the end of the room, the husband was beating up the samsak. Sweat had filled her husband's back which was only partially covered in the inner T-shirts that her husband was wearing. He did not wear gloves, only his handbooks were wrapped in a thin white cloth.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" nabila. The woman was standing right next to her husband.

"The bastards. I told them not to open the door for anyone!" fuming with his devil face. Punch after punch he did getting stronger, big sweat pouring down his hair, neck to the chest of his field.

"Mas! Stopit! You could get hurt!"

Bara did not heed what Nabila said which made Nabila upset and grabbed the samsak and hugged his sambs. Almost his face would receive a blow if Bara did not stop the movement of his hand.

"Get out, Nabila!" ketus Bara turned away from his wife.

"Can't!" reply Nabila. She stood again in front of her husband, looking into his eyes with a pleading gaze. "Don't be like this, Mum! I'm sorry!"

Bara clenched his hands together, with that outpouring of emotion, he cupped his wife's face, slightly pressed that hand, ignoring Nabila who was already in pain. Instead of feeling pity, Bara seemed to add torture to Nabila when he scooped his wife's lips rough. Nabila shed tears, this harsh treatment made her heart ache, however, she was more sick when she saw Bara torturing herself. He was like being entangled in a common thread that somehow unfolds between the two of them. It's too painful because he can't control his own feelings.

"When!" muttered Bara stared at the misty eyes in front of him.