The (Former) Mafia
60. Stormy Again

Nabila dragged his suitcase into the room that had been given by the committee. However, he had not been able to enter, someone had already pulled his hand and brought him to hide behind the walls in the corridor of the hotel. Nabila did not rebel, from the perfume she just smelled, she already knew if it was her husband.

"Honey! You're rejecting me!" said Bara when Nabila deliberately smother his mouth who wanted to kiss the ranum's lips.

"Mas. It's a public place."

"But I miss my wife. Is that a sin?"

Nabila just smiled as she shook her head. He tiptoed then peeked at the husband's cheek at a glance. "Later tonight there's a barbecue. We'll still meet. Don't do anything no-no. I'll go to the room first, Mom!" nabila said while turning around. However, again he was surprised because Bara who suddenly pulled back his hand and protected the back of his head while kissing him with a hot kiss but only briefly.

"I won't bow to you, Nabila!" whispered Bara then turned around to leave Nabila who was just pecking at her place.

"Cih," Nabila laughed. "You've fallen for me, Mr. Bara!" muttered Nabila with his smile.

"When!" call someone.

The woman turned around. "Sir Fino!"

"What are you doing here? I saw your suitcase on that doorstep!" point Fino towards the door of the hotel room which is indeed a hotel room owned by Nabila. "This is my room, Bil!"

Nabila frowned at the nickname Fino showed her. He was very astonished, from when they were close until Fino dared to call him with such a call. It's not that Nabila does not know if Fino has always tried to get close to him. However, this Fino is too brave, he always tries to avoid it because he does not like it.

"Ah, I'm sorry if I'm being disrespectful, because we're not at work, it doesn't matter if I invite you to speak in informal language?"

Nabila just nodded then smiled. He passed from before Fino, not wanting to get too close to this man. It could be bad if Bara found out that he was chatting with other men. There will be an inevitable second world war.

"Assynnya!" nabila said when he entered his hotel room. There were three beds there, and one more bed must have belonged to Maurin and his other co-workers. I don't know who it is, Nabila doesn't know.

"When!" peek Maurin went into that room.

"Wa'alaikumssalam!" reply Nabila. Maurin just chuckled. He walked up to the glass wall in the hotel room enjoying a beautiful view that was very eye-catching. Nabila shook her head to look at Maurin's behavior. If it's not a scene, it's not Maurin's name. Nabila began to open his suitcase to pick up the mukena and other equipment he needed.

"So we're rooming. My males are so!" say someone. Nabila and Maurin reflexively turned towards the door. There was a figure of an unseen creature who was dressed very minimally. Jessica, the woman entered the room and then shifted Nabila's body with her body. Almost Nabila strayed if not able to adjust the balance of his body.

"Gue wants this bed. This doesn't belong to Lo either. No Mr. Bara gives you a patent for you! There's not. You moved away."

"Hey, grandma drop by! It's good, you play around and drive my friends. Lo should have moved. It's so stupid to be a person!"

Jessica glared at Maurin with an unhappy look. He immediately approached Maurin and grabbed Maurin's hair very tight. Both women were really crazy. Nabila who saw the commotion in front of him could only sigh resignedly. He picked up his suitcase then moved to another mattress and prepared to clean up.

"Continue until the sun goes down!" said Nabila as it passed. Instead of stopping after getting insinuations from Nabila, the two men even fought increasingly excited.

"Astaghfiullah!" shocked when he was done with his business. The two women sat on their mattresses with hair that had gone up like a lion's hair. What was worse was that their noses were bleeding, as well as their tattered upper clothes. For a moment Nabila felt sympathy. However, the next second he laughed instead, and it made Jessica and Maurin glare at him.

"Sorry" said Nabila who tried to stop his laughter. "What are you doing, what are you fussing about? How could it end like this." Nabila laughed again. However, now the sound of laughter was even getting louder until it sounded ngik-nergiakan.

"Basic temen no morality. I'm like this because I believe you, if! Why are you even laughing at me!"

Nabila shook her head. "I'm not laughing at you guys, but your hair and your looks are really funny!"

"Just like!" jessica then passed to the bathroom.

Nabila new will make a sound, but the ringing of his phone makes him stop for a while. "Assalamu'alaikum! ... Yes, when again in Bali Bi. How is Uncle doing? Thank God it's like that."

"Auntie wants more help, Bill. Aunt's money is over. Aunt asked to eat! Equally, the son of the most bontot aunt must pay school SPP. If you can, pay for it too. Not expensive, Bill. Just five million. Aunty ask for help!"

Nabila frowned hearing his aunt's words. The term is given to ask the heart may be suitable for Bi Susi. I don't know, Nabila is confused to stop this madness of his aunt in what way.

"When you check savings If you first Bi! .. hmmm. Wa'alaikumssalam!"

"The Minjemin Money Bill?" maurin asked while cleaning her nose. Nabila just smiled. He was reluctant to talk to others about the matter.

"Are you not going to be angry?" Nabila. He looked at his cell phone screen. "I have to talk about this in person!"