The Legal Wife of the Mafia Boss.
The Evil Behind Samaran 2

"Hmm. It's okay, just.... "Efron paused for a moment and stared flatly at the face of the man who was looking at him cynically.

"What's free?" the man sneered with a slanted smile.

Efron was unaffected by the mocking gaze of the man full of drama instead he responded coldly.

"It's just you and your gang that are useless people full of drama!" point Efron, sharp.

"You mean?!" The man started to bleed.

"Ups.I'm release," he said inwardly.

"Eits.. sorry, Bro. I really like it when I talk," Erat Efron. "duh... Efron, why the hell should I forget? this time you're playing drama with him, too" he meant to himself.

"Oh. alright but, at least you give me bail first," said the man asking for conditions.

"Warranty?" reset Efron. "Warranty what do you mean, ma'am?" Efron's pretending to be stupid.

"Yes... You should know what that is?" the man, annoyed.

Efron shook his head with a face made as clean as possible. "What about my acting? my acting is better than yours, right?" the ledeknya in the inner.

"Hmm.it seems like he is so innocent that I use his innocence" he muttered inwardly.

"Quality assurance intent, Mas. That huh?"guess Efron pretended not to know.

"Oh, son!" the man was upset.

"Why? pissed huh? get balanced opponents, "the cynical Efron inwardly. "You want me to slam? don't expect me to give it to you!dong's real work is not asking for pity but instead robbing," grumbled inwardly, annoyed.

The oria who did not know what her name was, breathed an annoyed breath.

"I mean your money guarantee!quality assurance period?let me sell herbal medicine, what!" sniff the man.

"Yes.a time in addition to nipu Mas also selling herbal medicine," said Efron scratched his head that does not itch while pretending to grin the horse.

"Have a son!" spray the man did not accept.

"Okay, Mom. No need to gas it, tar cepet wrinkles you know," said Efron, relax. His face was still made as clean as possible.

"You're the one who made me angry!"the deceiver's protest was angry.

"Who told nipu himself?" efron said in his heart, annoyed.

"Give me your money, right now!"the man was impatient.

"Please, Mas. I have." Efron reached into his pants pocket. "I'm working you!" he murmured in his heart, giggling.

A few minutes later...

"Well. ..here he is, here's the money. Ephron gave up five hundred silver.

"Ha! you hand me five hundred silver?what do you think I want to ask for?"

"Oh.. Less yes, Mas?"

"Yes.that's it!"

"Okay, this. "

Efron deliberately pranked the petty man by handing over the two thousand money.

"What else is this money?"the man is getting upset.

"Make that pretty skittish snack, Mas," replied Efron staring flatly at the man's angry face full of drama. "A good feeling to be scratched?" inner, cheering.

"God...hhhhh!"

The man's emotion full of drama was already at its peak.

"Why, Mas? a trance?"

"Urgh...hhhh!just this time there was a victim who made me emotional!" his screams were inward, irritated.

"Whisper!" sniffed the man out loud. "You think I asked you what pocket money!"

"Yeah.all time!"

"What?!"

"So how many dong?" Efron pretended to give up the man smiled triumphantly.

"Rpxx.xxx million!" call it without feeling.

"Huh? that many?" Efron pretended to be shocked.

"Yes, yes" he said as he rolled his eyes... Lazy.

"Oh well.Mas, that much money where I'm enough. My salary in a month has not been enough to collect that much money" complained Efron in his pretense.

"I don't care!give up the money right now!" axed it.

"Where's the money, Mom?I don't have any at all."

"Is there an ATM?"

"Boro-boro ATM money I don't have, Mas. How's dong?"

The man sneered he stepped closer to Efron with a face wanting to attack proved in his hand there was a folding knife preparing to kill Efron.

"So you want to fight me?" saying, slowly. However, snappy.

Efron pretended to retreat with a face made deathly pale.

A few seconds later...

"That's why……!" A loud scream hit the earth Bintara.

The man wanted to stab Efron with the knife he was holding, Efron did not stay still, which was to fend off the man's attack by twisting his hand until his knife fell.

"Bad!so you're.... "The man was shocked to find a victim who could break his attack as well as being arrogant.

"I? what's wrong with me?" Efron stared intently at the sinister-faced man.

"Bad, you!" the man was angry that he felt cheated by Efron. "All of you!take my revenge" screech, pissed.

Then came creepy men who numbered about six or seven people staring at Efron sharply and wanted to attack.

"Oh.. Is this just the number of your people?" efron taunts.

"You dare to fight us?!"

"I don't dare but they dare, you all go forward!"

The men who were pretending to be hanging out were standing towards the Boss of countless men.

"How, Mas? do you want to attack us with more numbers than you?"

"If so, then you want to look for death" Aswan added.

Efron smiled and walked up to the man pretending to be blind and approached his ears.

"You think I can't play dramas like you?" whispering, snappy. Then pushed hard the man who was looking at him in shock.

"All of you, surround them lest anyone escape!" efron's orders in a loud voice.

"Good, Sir."

The men with the roar's face became shrivelled and frightened.

"If they want to attack, kill them!" tough, hard.

"Ready, Sir. "

Efron also casually walked along as the hordes of police arrived.

"Lift hands!"

"Why aren't you, sir?" ask Hendra, worried.

"As you can see," replied Efron, relaxing.

"Thank God, you're okay, sir. "

In addition to the blind man's plotters, other conspirators full of drama were also arrested by the authorities.

"Where are we going after this, sir?"

"Directly to the Company I want to monitor him after a long time I left him."

"What are both, sir?"

"Yes, both of them. "

"Good, Sir. Please you come in. "

Somewhere else...

"Zachry, it seems like your bike is too classic," Siena kekeh while helping Zachry push his motorcycle that broke down.

"Too classic what's ugly?" reply Zachry, blackmail.

Siena smiled embarrassedly.

"Akh. hhh, that timid face is so adorable," murmured Zachry inwardly between anxious and delighted.

"For me, your bike is very unique."

"For you yes, for them my bike is ugly and the wreckage is better in the kilo in that's his advice" Zachry said with a faint laugh.

"Akh. hhh, don't listen to their words, they're just jealous of you because you don't have a motor," comfort Siena as well as calm.

"Yes, anyway. I'm sorry I've been bothering you" Zachry said.

"Truck what?don't tell me that!let's just say it's a sport. "

Zachry smiled with satisfaction...

A few hours later...

A luxury car stopped approaching them especially if not the Porche car that is the luxury car of the Zachry family.

A handsome man in fashionable style got off the luxury car by removing his sunglasses like an advertising model and smiling at Zachry.

"Hows it?what success?"

Seriate...