The Journey of the Mafia Boss Love
Chapter 31

Since the events of that day, Aqilla can now only reflect. Akhtar always called, sent messages and video calls to her, shame and anger in Aqilla. Making him ignore all communication from Akhtar, even the mobile phone given by Akhtar he did not use. Just being a display in her room, Aqilla felt it was inappropriate to use it.

" Sister, here's another order. Would you take it?." Haykal told me there was a flower order.

" I think we're closing deck first, brother again really not in the mood to string." Aqilla didn't want to, her ugly mood was ruining the circuit she was about to make.

" Em, okay. We just give notice, let's not go to nanyain again."

" You set the deck, brother wants to refresh for a moment." Aqilla walked out of the house.

Haykal looked at his brother's departure, he understood his brother's feelings. Being confronted by a man who is being overly possessive and protective, makes him feel depressed.

Then Haykal gave an announcement on his social media page, that his store would be closed temporarily. Once posted, immediately a lot of comments coming from the netizens both and the julid. Haykal did not want to respond, he only told him that information.

Now Aqilla has arrived somewhere, looking at the beauty and crowds of people. Aqilla is in one of the city parks that many visitors, right in the middle of the park there is an artificial lake containing a lot of fish. Aqilla pensively looked at the lake, her mind was so upset.

Why was that man always so arrogant, cold and unpredictable. Moreover, he always forced his will? Does it have anything to do with what his mother said? Aqilla monologues in heart.

Not felt? time very quickly passed, dusk greeting through its darkness. Aqilla left the park, walking down the street. Enjoying the atmosphere with a heart so confused, eager to scream. Later even arguablyin strange, the effort that he pioneered from the beginning. Struggling to fulfill his life with his sister, does it have to end??? The dilemma made Aqilla ponder, lamenting what she was going through.

When he arrived at home, a car that he knew very well was in the yard of his house.

This car again. Is it my destiny to always face him. O Lord, strengthen your servant.

" Assalamu'alaikum." Aqilla went into the house.

Aqilla saw, Akhtar with a sitting position that was so relaxed. However, he did not stare at Aqilla. His gaze only lowered, Aqilla saw that there was something sadness implied from her eyes.

" Haykal come in, brother. Talking to him, you two just need some time. " Haykal stepped out of Akhtar and his older brother in the living room of his home.

Aqilla sat in the chair, where Haykal had earlier crossed with Akhtar. Time passed, they were still silent to each other. Finally Aqilla tried to break the silence between them.

" Mister ." Aqilla greeted, but was not answered. The two of them, they kept quiet again.

" Mister."

Huh, Aqilla's breath is very strong. He moved his seat, which was next to Akhtar.

" Sir, is it just going to stay this way forever?".

In a moment, tears trickled down the corner of Akhtar's eyes. This made Aqilla astonished, the two united palms of Akhtar trembling. The longer, his body also shook strongly.

" Sir, what's wrong, sir. " Aqilla held Akhtar's hand.

Feeling his hands clasped, Akhtar turned to look at Aqilla. So far away from her familiar cold appearance, there was now a face so frightened, sad. Akhtar immediately embraced Aqilla, with a small mouthful of her.

" Don't go, don't stay away from me, don't do that. Don't go!!." Akhtar shouted in his diction.

His embrace was very tight, making Aqilla go awry. Aqilla did not want to make Akhtar even sadder, she finally allowed him to embrace her.