The Cruel Mafia Love Prison
Season 2 (First story )

NEW VISUAL INTRODUCTION.

SIFA ANINDITY

Beautiful girl, firm, yes arguably a little tomboy. She has a twin sister and has the same face percis as her younger sister, Silvi Selvia Aninditya. The biological daughter of Richard betranto and Resya Aninditya her attitude tends to be more imitative to her father who is none other than a Mafia. Even secretly he also earned the nickname of being a Mafia Queen and plans revenge on his father's enemy, Erlangga.

SELVI SELVIA ANINDITYA.

If Sifa tends to be a girl who is firm and dares to fight against actions that she does not like. Silvi is arguably a quiet girl. Once a bad tragedy must befall him due to the hostility experienced by his parents and make himself the victim of revenge.

RASYA'S.

Yes, a handsome man and certainly his good looks are able to hook the woman he is able to show with a blink of a king. But his cold and gluttonous behavior made the opposite, no woman managed to get her heart. Working as a detective/police is his profession today.

RASHEL WIJAYA RAHADI.

Maybe he is a calm and quiet man and also not much talk. That's why so many women like it. Moreover, his profession of being a surgeon was undoubtedly if he was truly a very perfect man. The material of good looks is no doubt.

Okay continue ......

17 Years later

A woman who stepped her foot entered one of the very large residences. Passing by sitting with a man in front of him the man then stuck some files on the woman that he was not Resya.

"This lady's files need to be signed" the man said, then gave them.

"Thank you" she replied with a smile.

I realize that human life is basically arranged above. Who would have thought that I who only graduated High School and classified as a child born from a simple family even living with a stepmother is the same as living in iron bars. Living in the shadow of suffering I have experienced since long ago.

And I did not expect that my life would change like this after I found out that I was the grandson of a wealthy man who had lost his grandson for decades. It was that person it was Eyang verlanta.

FLASHBACKS.

"Which I beg eyang must survive must survive," he said with tears that continued to fall looking at the eyes that were already in a state of limp on the bed.

"Resya dear it's time to leave. Eyang age is old so now is the time to go. And eyang relieved at the age of this old Eyang finally could find out who the granddaughter of the eyelang who had been looking for.

"What do you mean?"

"You are the granddaughter of the eyeang who has been looking for. Your biological father he is the Eyang son who used to be his relationship with Mama you are not eyeang restui, he said, but he was happy after the passage of time when he could hug you even though he was late hugging his own son.

"What ...so I ...I'm the granddaughter of Eyang's birth?"

"Dear you're the granddaughter of Eyang's?"

"Can you help me recite the word shahada?"

"Well, Resya will help you recite the shahada?"

Not even Resya said a word more, his eyeball body suddenly became trembling, his sweat that suddenly came out, and his eyes were all over again, even his previously fine face turned extremely pale after he tried to endure the pain that he had previously endured, his eyesight also started to become myopic, it feels unable to say another word, seeing the eyes that had been silent and the people who saw it more and more panicked.

"I beg you to hold on, I beg you. Resya still needs eyes, Resya only needs eyes, Resya please hold on!" said Resya who could not stop her tears.

"Resya dear this may be the last time that Eyang can look at you so you are willing to help eyang recite the creed?"

Can't answer the words his eyes say. I could only cry and keep crying

Unrestrained pain he had felt, by trying to hold and continue to hold the body that instantly numb even the energy he had previously spent to survive. Slowly Eyang's body finally slumped down and the embrace he did slowly began to slip down.

There can't be much to do, people now who see Eyang like this, they can only cry.

But the god of other wills, Slowly the breath began to tight, Resya who saw the condition of Eyang more severe, with a heavy heart he helped him to say a word.

"Those who follow the words of Resya, Asyhadualla ilaha ilallah, waashaduanna muhammad darrasuallah, Follow it up to the third time."

After a heavy heart, Resya slowly helped Eyang to be able to pronounce the memorization. After three times he followed him with a stammering voice he was finally able to pronounce the memorization perfectly, slowly Eyang began to close his eyes.

Resya's cry instantly broke when she saw the person she loved the most had once again left them.

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"Miss you're one of the only surviving members of the family of Miss Verlanta, so you're the one who deserves all the riches from the eye?"

"I mean sir?"

"But Master I don't deserve all that. And I don't want to!"

"Mrs. Mrs Verlanta loves you very much so, I would be very sad if the lady refused the inheritance as well as the last request of Mrs Verianta?"

"Well, I'll take it!"

FLASHBACKS

After getting the inheritance. Finally after 17 years Resya never showed his identity to everyone or arguably hid his identity as the mistress of the President he finally dared to show who he was by visiting one of the Eyang boutiques he heard there were reports of a stock decline.

There is something strange about the way the work is done. She pretended to be a simple girl who pretended to shop at the boutique.

Arriving he was surprised to see a woman who was very rude to one of the cleaning services assigned to work here. Not a big deal that the cleaning service did, just accidentally spilled drinking water on his shirt someone looked angry. And no hesitation in cursing him without any pity.

"You're this rude at all cleaning service is you don't have a heart he's also human shouldn't you behave like this to him?" resya interrupted their debate.

"You're the one who dares you to say that to me. I am the manager of this boutique and after the owner of this boutique passed away he assigned me as his successor. And yuu? You're just a poor person can you afford to buy expensive clothes here? Even the clothes you are wearing right now are very cute and look very cheap so before you set you in this place you must be aware of who you are!"

Hearing what seemed so easy this woman said to him. Resya simply replied with a smile she made.

"Are you actually the son of a rich man or a poor man who only pretends to be rich in front of many people to get sympathy from everyone?"

"You mean?"

"You're just the manager here. While above the manager there are still more important people, President, are you not afraid if the President will know how and nature you treat the visitors as well as workers in this boutique?"

"Indeed I'm just a manager but I don't think anyone will be able to rebuke me including the President. Because what? Because the Madame President has died so surely now there is no one who the President believes in holding the control of this boutique because I am the one person he trusts and he considers to be like his biological grandson do you understand yourself? So hurry up and go!"

Passing away and pushing Resya down on the floor, everyone looked at her with pity. But none of them dared to help him. Soon someone came and helped Resya to stand up.

"God are you okay are you hurt? Who would dare to push you like this?"

"It's okay sir. I'm fine!"

"But Madam?"

"I'm okay!"

"N ..nyonya ..you mean?" ask the woman with a surprised face.

"Don't you know she's the big lady here's the replacement of Mrs Verlanta. At once he is the grandson of Eyang who has been missing what you are not aware of. And how presumptuous of you to behave like this to her?"

"Speak is prayer. Evil is not meant to be fought for. I realized maybe this boutique can not run smoothly because here there is a corruptor. He is a corruptor who uses the kindness of someone who is very kind and even thinks of him as his own grandson. But you? You can use the goodness of the eyes in this way. Mr Burhan?"

"Yes Madam?"

"Quickly this female element of this boutique. And I warned him never to allow him to set foot on this boutique again did Mr. Burhan understand?"

"Yes my mistress understands."

"Good hurry and get rid of him!"

"Good Madam let's go quickly let's go!"

"No. I don't want to go let go of me! Unhand me!"

"Sorry who's here with the cashier?"

"I'm madam!"

"Can you show me the clothing price?"

"Okay, this lady?"

One by one Resya saw and noticed clearly the recommended price in this boutique. His surprised face could not be hidden anymore after he knew what the cheapest price was here.

"Is it crazy that he's been crazy to set such a price?"

"I'm sorry Madam, you're just following orders from her, forgive us!"

"You're not wrong, but that woman is wrong. All right, I'm asking for this one day, we'll close this boutique first!"

"But what's the madam for?"

"Because I want to lower all the prices of clothes here. If the cheapest price of use here only ranges from 500/700 thousand how people think. Moreover, I know very well these materials are not materials that are fairly expensive and match the price here. Moreover, seeing people who are less capable of course they will be very sad to see the price here whose price exceeds the limit?"

"Okay Madam we will carry out the orders of the Madam!"

"All right!"

"Good luck to have such a good mistress. And Eyang did not mislead his wealth to him he was very kind and wise?"

"Yes, he's so nice!"

SERIATE.