The Daughter Of Mafia Queen
Chapter 67: TELL ME!

"Two more days is your eighteenth birthday. Ask anything that disturbs your heart and mind. Mommy believes your mommy is ready to give you rights as a princess."

Rose listened to the advice of Mother Rania, then the two resumed eating dinner without making another conversation. While Justin is in a hurry to drive a car at a fairly high speed. I was in a dilemma because of the message I just got. Even though Varo was trying to figure out what he was going to do.

Still, he didn't say anything. Besides just saying, if he goes for a job that can not be postponed anymore. This time, he was helped because the young master only knew. If he was his sister's right hand. Though the job this time, is not about business for their mafia group. Except for personal matters. Something to do a long time ago. However, he stopped and now just reappears.

"I don't know what my fate will be but right now I have to get there. Don't be late."

Justin was so worried. Just this time, she had no idea, what queen would do to her. If the woman knows her actions. One hope he offered. Hopefully Asfa does not know about the work that he did not succeed in doing. The trip tonight was so fast and it only took fifteen minutes to get to the destination.

The man immediately went down, as soon as the car was parked not far from a hut.Seeing some of his men were already standing in front of the hut that was quite old, "Night, Boss. The guy's inside, do we want to be with him?"

Justin just shook his hand, then ran small towards the hut. However, his eyes were immediately shocked when he saw who was in front of him. I want to rush to get out of the place, but it's free. The look in those eyes was already completely imprinted on him. Moreover, a thin smile that gives the impression of intimidation.

"Sit down!" a woman's word while kicking a wooden chair in front of her made Justin, willing, unwilling to have to follow the woman's orders, "Can you tell me. What do you do in here? No need to make many Reason. Just tell me clearly."

(Can you tell me. What are you doing here? No need to have a lot of reasons. Just say it clearly.)

The request made Justin have to gulp rough saliva. Then cleared his throat to neutralize the feeling he was now feeling. The problem is, at this time, he is still not ready, but inevitably he must tell the truth. Even though it would be fatal and might get the punishment.

"Queen, I couldn't be honest all this time, but it's true. I just came here to complete a mission. If you were here. Then that means, there is nothing I need to explain because you already know everything. If there is any question. Just ask because I'll answer everything honestly."

Asfa smiled faintly. Honestly, he didn't expect. If a believer has a secret. Actually, all of that had been known for a long time, but today he wanted to know what the man's point of view was. Not because I know. However, because Justin busy taking care of the time that has passed. Life today is becoming more complicated. How not, well, because life today also needs attention.

One snap of Queen's fingers, made some people come carrying a crate. Then the chest opened slowly and how surprised Justin was when he saw the contents of the chest. The man immediately woke up to confirm his vision. A familiar face lay stiff. How can the body be intact? If he is dead, why not buried.

"He you seek, and what you see is his twin. Why do you think you made a mistake? When you make sure everything is right. Now, are you still in doubt about your own work? Do you know, there I'm tired of thinking of ways to tell my daughter the truth and here, you're busy doing things you don't need to do."

"I won't be disappointed. Especially angry with you. You are still family. So, have you found the owner of the mask I asked for?" Asfa asked in a softer voice to shift Justin's focus.

Every word of Asfa is so clear without further ado. There was a shiver of disappointment, but it was not shown. Even so, the woman was right. His heart and mind were filled with doubt. Moreover, after hearing the news on television and seeing the face of one of the old enemies. There was no clarity in his brain. Justin gave the finger codes for the men to leave the place.

Five minutes later. After there was silence. Finally Justin closed the chest he was looking at so closely, then turned his attention towards Asfa who was sitting in a calm and alert manner. There was no longer a faint smile, let alone a sharp eye. The woman chose to close her eyes with her hands together.

Eyes with sharp hearing. In addition to Justin's voice, Asfa was also listening to the results of the examination of the ex-husband handled by Vans. The woman was trying to do all the work at once. Well, that's how you get to know everything at the same time. However, sometimes there is a sense of fatigue and requires a break.

"Queen, are you okay?" justin asked again, but this time while rubbing the shoulders of the younger brother who looks reluctant to open his eyes.

"Hm. Two more days for my daughter's birthday. Clear all our family schedules, and set up a cruise. We're going on a trip together. One more thing, do not forget to increase the security. This time, it must be colorful. Come on, let's go home."

Tonight becomes a night of silence. Not because it has no words, but many branches of mind that cannot be spelled out like mathematical formulas. One side of a mother is trying to find a way to tell the truth, and the other side of a daughter wants to get rights as a child. Between the mother and daughter, there was another person ready to launch his act of revenge.

The sound of a table knock like the rhythm of music was heard from a room. However, the room was always closed and above the outside door it was written *No Entry*. What's in that room. One thing for sure is that the owner of the room has been quietly enjoying solitude for the last year in the room. Although many servants work. Still, no one will break the master's rule.

Bewoo!

Bewoo! Bewoo! Bewoo!

Bewoo! Bewoo!

Bewoo!

That's the rhythm of his beats. Suddenly, the voice stopped along with the sound of the door opening. The time that shows eleven o'clock at night, makes the occupant of the room walk slowly like a thief. Though it's his own house, "Start of my game."

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