The (Former) Mafia
81. Better Not to Know

Nabila exhaled a sigh of relief. Eventually he was able to persuade Bara to stop the torture he had inflicted on Maurin and Fino. They are both wrong, but Bara also has no right to judge others like this.

"Everything's ready, Boss! Evidence, witnesses, and their accomplices we've gathered!" max said. I'm actually still not satisfied. After interrogating them, Bara might turn those people over to the police. But of course it's not that easy. Even if they were languishing in prison, there was no gap for them to be able to get out easily. Bara will certainly prepare someone to supervise Fino and Maurin.

"If anything can incriminate their punishment, don't keep anything!"

"Good, Boss!"

Max leaned towards the car his Master was riding in. Now it's all done. No, maybe it's just the beginning. Max knows, Bara's not an ordinary person. The enemy may come from the unexpected side. Same with Fino and Maurin. From the beginning Bara had known of Fino's foul intentions, only, Bara did not want to ambush him without proof. Intentionally making Fino do further so that the punishment he will receive will be heavier. It can't kill. They just don't want to.

....

"Can I see first?" tanya Bara thrust her hand at Nabila. The beautiful woman stared at the brown envelope she had in her hand. She just found out that the envelope was a shipment from Fino, it was worth it was sent when Bara was not at home, maybe Fino was already very aware of her husband's schedule.

That hand is outstretched. Nabila resigned and gave the brown envelope without any doubt in his heart. Nabila did not attempt to peek at the contents of the letter. She covered instead, getting out of the room letting her husband read the letter calmly.

"When, first, I want to apologize for liking you. Second, I want to say that you are a good woman. You deserve a good husband. Not that I meant to denounce your husband. If he can't make you happy. I'll be waiting for you, Nabila. You deserve to be happy. Bara, he's not a good guy. He is someone who can kill you at any time when he no longer wants you! I'm going somewhere. Find me if you need help!"

Bara smiled cynically. He took some pictures of himself and his men torturing others. There is also a picture of him with Jessica. Should Bara laugh. These two bastards intend to incite his wife, right? By making it look bad in the eyes of the wife. In fact, what makes Bara want to curse, one photo looks very sensitive at the time Jessica was looking down like she was doing something when it was just unintentional.

"This motherfucker!" murmured Bara with a crisp laugh. He put it all back in a brown envelope. His head turned as he heard the door open.

"Get it!" bara said to throw the envelope again. He looked into his wife's eyes, nodding to reassure her that he could take the envelope again. The smile returned, a smile of disappointment that had never appeared before. At first, Bara thought Nabila would change his mind. From the start, the woman had already hurt her heart as she trusted Maurin more than she did. And now, that woman is back to doing the same thing. She took the envelope when she knew it was the man who nearly destroyed her husband's company.

Bruk!

Bara turned around, her forehead shriveled when her pair of eyes saw Nabila dropping the brown envelope into the trash can. The man flinched. Not knowing what to prepare for after seeing all that.

Even nabila smiled. The sweetest smile she could give. The footsteps brought her to the front of her husband.

"I love you, Mom!"

One sentence that can make a Bara's heart full. His big hands cupped his wife's face, scooping his lips with a movement that was getting slower and more soft. His breathing sounds very clear. She smiled on the sidelines of the kiss she did even though she knew this would make her unable to sleep well again tonight.

"I love you, Nabila! Very!" he hugged his wife. Bringing the wife into a warm embrace that they will not get from anyone.

....

"Morning!" bara rubbed his wife's head gently. He bowed, giving kisses to his wife with a kiss that he always gave every day. When he turned the eyeballs, he clearly knew it was not morning because, as he remembered, he slept before dzuhur.

"Why did you come home? Is the problem over?" tanya Nabila spread her hand asking her husband to help her sit down.

"It's your lunch hour! I have to make sure my wife and kids eat well."

Nabila was made to smile in her husband's arms. "I want to wudhu first, Mas!" the answer. "Loof!"

"Anything for you, Honey!" bara said he took his beautiful wife and took her into the bathroom. Nabila tightened her grip on the husband's neck. He intended to go down, but his ears heard something from outside.

"We have guests?" tanya Nabila pushed her husband's shoulder. Looking at her husband was full of investigation.

"Hmmm .. We have guests. Someone wants to see you, baby!"