The (Former) Mafia
Chapter 5. Bara Plan

"Do you know why I have to accept all the conditions, which he gave me, Durant?" tanya Bara stared at the barrage of requirements given by Nabila to her. Of all the listings, none of them were profitable for him. All of this was only for the welfare of Nabila, but misery was fortunately.

"Boss, why don't we just cut him off?" ask Durant lightly.

Bara glared, he looked at Durant with a deathly gaze. For what Bara held Nabila for five years if only to kill him. Moreover, Bara had already promised someone that he would not do such crazy things again.

"Sorry, Boss!" durant. He really felt awry, it had been more than an hour he stood up to accompany Bara who was watching the long white paper on the table. But there's nothing that guy does. Bara kept thinking until Durant couldn't bear to go to the bathroom. 15 minutes more Bara held him, Durant was sure if he would pee in his pants.

"What's this first point, Durant. Why did he say because of different beliefs we can't get married?" asked Bara without paying attention to what difficulties are plaguing his secretary.

Sweat began to pour from Durant's temple, his legs trembling to hold his rifle in place immediately in the explosion. "That, Boss. Religion. The boss doesn't believe in anything, Madam Nabila has a God. From what I've read, she shouldn't marry someone who believes in a different God!"

Bara nodded his head slowly. "For what to believe in something unreal. I am the me. But if he wants me to believe what he believes, I will do that. The first point is finished," said Bara crossed out the paper.

"My boss ma!"

Durant did not continue his sentence when he saw Bara's hand raised upwards. The man grimaced for the umpteenth time. Oh my God .. he's really desperate.

"Two points, do you know where her husband is? Didn't you say she was a single mom? Why did she tell me to meet her husband? My Anatar is there now!"

As he moved, he took the coat on the back of the chair and then walked out of his room.

"Boss, I'll go to the restroom for a second!" said Durant running in a storm. Bara just looked at him with a gawking face. What's wrong with his assistant, why is he behaving like that. It's really very strange.

....

Nabila's face is not as moody as usual. She smiled, her maternal hand rubbing the face of her baby with a very careful swab. As if he was caring for a baby, Nabila was afraid that the child who was lying down was in pain because of his actions. Thankfully, because Bara helped her, Ezra was able to get treatment and service in the VVIP class.

Nabila. Why would he cry when he knew that his son would have normal days. No matter how many times, Nabila thought to stop fighting for Ezra's health, but God always knew the best. God knows what is best for them.

"Mama will save this first! Ezra get some rest, baby!"

Nabila kisses give in the forehead of the son only wayangnya. He walked out of the room with a feeling of uncertainty. Haru's crying couldn't hold it. He looked at the door for a moment. Nabila turned around, but, because in too hurry, he was not aware if in front of him there was someone else until the collision was inevitable.

"Akh, sorry!" nabila bowed a few times. He picked up a wet towel as well as a small basin that fell to the floor.

"Next time be careful!" resounding. The doctor passed by leaving Nabila.

The young mother stood back up, she shuddered in horror at how cold and arrogant the doctor who had just passed by was. "Doctor, Fathan!" muttered Nabila, he accidentally saw the identification card hanging on the doctor's neck. "Thank you to know. I'll mark you Doctor." Nabila shuddered in horror at the incredible agitation of the rich. Back then, when he had everything, was he like that too? When the taste is not. Or just his feelings.

"Astagfirullah .. don't let me be like that."

Elsewhere, a man was astonished. How not, he was silent in front of a tomb in flank several other tombs. "You're serious that woman's husband is in here, Durant? Is he dead?" Bara stared in disbelief at his secretary. He really didn't understand why he had to ask the dead for permission.

"Yes, Boss! Her husband died five years ago. Because there was also never a man who married, Madam because Madam always said if she still had a husband. But this is where her husband is."

Bara smiled miris. If the story is like that, naturally women as beautiful as Nabila never had a husband. Is during these 5 years, the source never found out about this, why Bara just found out now. "Then, how do I get permission from him? Isn't he dead? There's no way I should see him in the afterlife, right?"

Durant held a smile. This boss is really fucked up. Just to fuck a woman she's willing to do crazy things like this. In fact, if he wanted to, buy 2 dozen in one night, this Boss of his was truly very capable.

"Mrs just asked you to ask permission, Boss. It doesn't matter whether her husband allows it or not" Durant replied.

Bara nodded his head understanding. He crouched down then knocked on the ceramics that became the home of the woman's husband. "Hey sir, Ramadhan bin Sofiyan. I want to ask permission to marry your wife. You take it easy, if we don't match, I'll give him back to you. I just want to prove that no one can argue with me. Your wife is too arrogant. He thinks highly of himself, but he is nothing. Women are just toys for me. No one's as special as your wife!" Bara smiled grinning after saying that sentence. "I would also like to ask permission to play around with him a little. I promise, I won't make him bleed. Even for just one drop, no." Evil's smile returned to his lips.