The Journey of the Mafia Boss Love
Chapter 29

Not even the clock kept turning. A woman easily playfully entered Aqilla's house, fetching water to drink as she pleased. Turning on the fan, and sitting down casually, she was meyra.

" Well, my brother! We have the arrival of Bi-gos (gossip boy), do we want anything? " Haykal starts beating Meyra up.

" Ih, this is a kid. Not the bosses are ignorant as old people, want you I curse to be a snot boy again, huh? Tired here, where's hot. I ate you too!." Mey immediately glared at Haykal.

" Oh, that's it. Inget age, want to spit ko'it ya grumpy-angry mulu." Aqilla sat down near Mey.

" Have I finished my Qil? " Mey asked for her flower package.

" Yes, it's done. Want to take it now?". asked Aqilla.

" Yes, it's a pesenan for your client's souvenir. Waduh, I take ya. Uh, photos for promotion again. Cepetan, hey snot boy. Spots." Mey always helped promote Aqilla's business.

With a lazy step, Haykal joined the stand to be photographed. He felt annoyed said the snot boy continued by Mey.

One, two, three. Cliques...

" Done, okay. I say goodbye, my love, my sweetness. Haha." Without feeling sinful, Mey drives her car.

" Oh, if you don't know. Already got a sump pack of sock asem that's the mouth of sister Mey, really bad. Lose chilli meatballs bang Joko, huh." Haykal grumbling.

" Here, the guy's like that deck. Patience, I hope you can train the emotions that arise." Aqilla patted the sister on the shoulder, and passed into the house.

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The battle is inevitable, now Akhtar must participate in the superior of his subordinates in uncovering the events that caused his headquarters to be destroyed.

" Look, boss sir in action. Cool cuy, handsome, rich, can fight again. " Law 1.

" Your mouth can be silent no, huh!!! It's another battle bego'." Subordinate 2 hit the subordinate's head 1.

Akhtar finally had to intervene alone to deal with the chaos that occurred, Leo he sent to country A. Because of the chaos there, Akhtar massaged his temple.

" Why can it happen simultaneously like this, damn it!." Akhtar's hand hit the wall, so it did not feel that the blood had been pooled.

Jason is now approaching his master, he doesn't want anything to happen with his boss.

" Mister, your hand." Jason stated.

" It's okay. Hows it? Is it resolved?."

" All we have done is sir, you better return to the mansion for a rest. " Jason directed his master to the car and took him home.

" Akh, it's exhausting." Akhtar came out of the bathroom and immediately put on his clothes.

" Mister, there's a post about nan Aqilla. It's!" Jason handed him a tablet of the bitten Apple brand.

Akhtar immediately saw it, his eyes instantly widened. And he immediately grabbed his phone to immediately contact Aqilla.

" Hello dear." Akhtar swung his hand as a gesture for Jason to come out of his room.

Jason also understood what his boss wanted, he immediately put his feet out of the room.

Mister, mister. I'm going crazy to see this pureness of yours, it's beyond expectations as a mafia leader. Cold stubborn, cruel yet warm to his woman. Aih, again kepo and again mang-gos. Fate, oh my fate. Inner Jason.

Back to Akhtar...

" Assalamu'alaikum sir." Answer Aqilla.

" ah, forgot. Wa'alaikumussalam. Why is your picture in the post, baby? I've lost it, don't take any more pictures. I don't like a lot of eyes looking at your pretty face, let alone their comments. It really makes me want to shoot them, not again." Akhtar's voice was like a beat.

" Oh, same photo Haykal huh. It was meyra the master who posted it, and at the same time to promote. Don't be angry, it's just their comment on my masterpiece." Aqilla felt, Akhtar was exaggerating too much.

" If I say no, yes no!!! You heard it, I don't want you to do that job anymore. Stop right now!!!." Akhtar's voice is rising.

Aqilla was just speechless hearing Akhtar's voice that was so sinister to her, Aqilla couldn't stop going through this endeavor. It was from this effort that he was able to meet the needs of his life, but Akhtar's words really made him sad.

" I'm sorry, I can't." Aqilla broke off the conversation.

" Hello, hello. Fuck!!!." Akhtar threw his phone on the floor, until it fell apart.

He came out of his room and went to Jason.

" Jas, we're going home now. Prepare everything, do not have to ask a lot and run everything." Akhtar went straight back into his room.

" Geez, what else is this? It's just coffee haven't touched my lips, uh that command there again. Fortunately, this is a body made by God, if it is not already a piece of junk." Finally Jason left his warm cup of coffee not to drink. He prefers to carry out the orders of his master, which if not immediately carried out. Right now, he only has a name.

Shortly after, they were on a private plane belonging to Akhtar. Jason was still curious about his boss' decision, to return very quickly.

" Jas, you make sure there are no more photos of Aqilla on social media."

" Eh, good sir." Jason finally found out the reason his master wanted to go home, one word, 'JEAL'.