The (Former) Mafia
85. Bitter Reality

"So how?" bara asked Max who was standing in front of her.

"I'm still figuring out where Marlina's real dad is."

"But the woman accepted your proposal, right? He didn't reject you?"

Max shook his head. "No, Boss. Looks like she's been very depressed by her mother and sister."

"Our guess was right all along, right? Marlina was not really wanted by her mother. You better speed up your search! If you can't, I'll ask Eileria to help you! One more thing, you should talk about this slowly with him. Don't let him know this from anyone else!"

"Good, Boss!" answer Max.

"Go!" tara Bara's. The man moved from his seat and then stood in front of the glass wall in his company. A cell phone he put in his ear.

"Wa'alaikumsalam! Honey! What the hell are you doing? Have you had lunch?"

The beautiful woman smiled. Both of his eyes looked straight at the large frame in his room. Their wedding photos look so beautiful. Nabila really likes it.

"I ate, Mom! Has Bara eaten blm. Don't come home too late!" smith again. "I'll cook a special dinner. Don't be late!"

A soft breath came out from the mouth of the beautiful woman. He looked over as the door of his room was knocked from outside. "What's up, Ma'am?" ask Nabila.

"Anu Ma'am. The fruit salad I asked for has been made."

Nabila. "Ezra's asleep?" ask Nabila.

"Already, Mom!" Marlina. He helped Nabila pick up the fruit salad.

"What about wedding preparations?"

Marlina smiled a little. "I don't know, Mom. Everything has been taken care of by the WO that I prepared. There will be no invitation. The one who came was probably only Pak Bara's employees, and Bu Nabila."

Nabila nodded - nodding his head understood. Marlina had actually asked him to hold a wedding contract. There is no need for a reception. However, Nabila did not. This was the first marriage for Marlina. Nabila could not if let the fond memories for Marlina not memorable. Even though they were not brothers and had not been together for long, Nabila felt that this had become his attitude to make people happy.

"Hopefully everything is smooth, Ma'am! I'm sorry that I interfered in her marriage Ms. Marlina."

"Masyaallah .. I thank you to Mom. No one wants to help me. Even my mother doesn't care about me. He was busy with the money he had requested from Mas Daud!"

"Mas David?" ask Nabila confused. "Who's David? Chief RT at your place?"

Marlina smiled slightly as she shook her head. "No, Mom! Max!"

"Yes, Mom! He said his real name was David. I don't ask much. I'm ashamed, Mom. I fear that Mas Daud will be depressed because of this problem!" honestly Marlina. Now his head is deepening. It was so deep that Nabila could not see his face.

"Mom!" call Nabila. "Sit down!" he again drew Marlina's hand.

"Bak listen to me! The soul has been arranged by God. We are all the same in God's eyes. If you think like that, you've been thinking the same thing about me?" said Nabila with his smile. At first Marlina was silent, still not understanding what Nabila said. However, a few seconds later, he immediately stepped up and bowed several times towards his master.

"For God's sake. I never had such a thought. Mom is a great person. My mother is clearly different from me. Mom is very beautiful, Mom is also very nice. Moreover, Mother is smart and has a high education. While I ...."

"Mom!"

Marlina was instantly silent, she did not continue her sentence and looked down again.

"Everyone's life is precious to themselves. Don't make a measure about the bad good of a person by human yardsticks. We don't deserve to do that, Ma'am. Only God has the right. Everyone has their own life line. Don't be insecure about things like this. Instead, we must be insecure if we cannot be grateful for what God has given us. God sent David, and vice versa. God is the only just judge. You need not be ashamed. Self-confident. I'm sure Mommy has what no one else has."

"Mother~~!" muttered Marlina with teary eyes. Nabila smiled, hugging Marlina, calming the woman who was now crying in her arms.

"Thank you, Mother! Thank you!"

....

"Together!" say someone with a grin.

"Gue didn't ask for lunch! Bring it back!" jessica is upset with Durant's behavior.

"Oh my God, Baby. I bought this from the most expensive restaurant. Although not as expensive as it was bought, Boss Bara!" durant said in front of Jessica's desk. "If you don't eat, I'll kill the chef who prepared this meal."

"You nutcase!" just look at Jessica again.

"Yes .. because of you! I bought this to apologize. Don't be angry for too long. I really didn't mean it."

Jessica exhaled a rough breath. The woman knocked her forehead on the table in front of her many times. However, on the last tap, he felt another texture from the table that was in front of him. And ... turns out it was Durant's hand that he purposely used as a cushion. Maybe Durant thought that it would reduce the pain in his forehead. He looked up, looking at the man with a sharp look.

"Yes already! I'll get the food. But inget yes! I never did this because I wanted to. I'm just the same food!"

"Ready!" durant said salute.

"Basic crazy!" jessica nodded her head.