The Mafia's Wife
CHAPTER 37: Meeting of Moanna and Anete

The wedding ceremony is now over. All the guests left the hotel a few hours ago. Now only the nuclear family is still there and will return tomorrow morning. So did Alvin's mom, Anete. The woman was scheduled to return to Milan that night after meeting her daughter and daughter-in-law.

"Mrs, are we leaving now?" Ask assistant.

"Wait after the two brides meet me." Ketus Anete's. "Because after all I am the mother of the groom." Further.

"Good, madam." Said the assistant.

Anete took a cup of green tea and tasted it. His hands are now starting to reopen the magazine sheets to see newly marketed branded goods.

The knock on the door made the assistant open it immediately. "Sir Alvin, miss..."

"Moanna," said Moanna, introducing herself.

"Ah Miss Moanna, please come in." Anete's assistant then drove the two brides to face his employer.

"Good night, Madam." Moanna tried to melt the atmosphere by greeting her in-laws first.

A greeting made Anete close the magazine in his hand and looked at the two people who were standing in front of him. Of course with a cold and thin face that is very unfriendly.

"Is this my mother-in-law?" Moanna murmured in her heart. Beautiful and elegant so visible from the appearance of the young woman no longer.

"Now she is my wife, and your daughter-in-law. So treat him well like your own family." Alvin told Anete to introduce Moanna to his mother.

Moanna who was standing next to Alvin was a little surprised by the way her husband talked to her mother-in-law. What happened to the relationship between the two of them until his behavior was like that? Moanna wondered in her heart. Instead of being ignored again, he better shut up and let the husband talk.

Anete looked up at the boy and his daughter-in-law. "Why is that?" Ask. "Aren't in-laws supposed to recognize a lot about their daughter-in-law? So should I be her in-laws while I don't know her name?" The woman then stood up.

"Listen to me cheap lady! Don't you ever think of me as your father-in-law because I don't want to have an impoverished son-in-law and a loony treasure." In front of Moanna's face.

Moanna lowered her head to hear the abuse from her father-in-law the first day they met. His initial hesitant decision now begins to gain confidence that he is indeed really not suitable in the Alvin family environment.

"Your insults are too harsh for her!" Alvin said until Moanna began to dare to lift a little head to see the face of Anete. "Try using a subtle word to stab her in the heart more." Alvin continued to make Moanna feel humiliated as below

Anete smiled and approached his son. "Well, I'll follow your advice." His words were about to touch Alvin's shoulder but were blocked by the man.

"Don't touch me!" Firmly Alvin until the woman put her hand back.

"This introduction is over, now you can go back to Milan." Alvin said, then pulled Moanna's hand to go with him, leaving the woman who had given birth to him.

"Let off now, madam?" ask Assistant.

"of course. I'm not comfortable here." complained Anete and left the room with some suitcases carried by his assistant.

"Take me off!" Pinta Moanna he tried to remove the man's hand grip from his hand.

"Hey! You hear no?" Upset Moanna. "I said, let me go!"

"Shut up!" One word that was said from Alvin to make Moanna immediately silent no longer revolted and chose to follow where the man would take him.

Alvin suddenly stopped and turned to face Moanna. "Lake in!" He said as they arrived in front of a room, the room of the two of them.

Moanna stared at Alvin's face. "Sound no? Coming in!" Alvin.

"I heard it. No need to be angry!" Moanna answered as she passed Alvin and went inside as she was told.

Alvin now moved away from the room to a place where people were waiting for him. It felt so strange, now he suddenly became a husband. Not for love, but for power.

The people who were already sitting lined up instantly stood up as Alvin walked over to them.

"Good night!" Greet everyone compact.

"Congratulations on your impromptu marriage." Luigi gave a smile with a meaning, a mockery.

"Yes Luigi was right, congratulations on your marriage." The others took turns congratulating Alvin.

"Thank you for the heartfelt words you all gave me" said Alvin, smiling with meaningful lips and bowing his head slightly and landing his body on one of the chairs. "Go straight to the point because I don't want to waste a lot of time" Alvin began.

"As you know, I am now a family, and my wife will not be involved in our affairs. So I hope you understand that if one day my wife asks about our business, you'll answer it properly." Alvin's Message.

"What do you mean, he doesn't know you're a mafia?" Ask Oslaw. "It's beyond suspicion." The next thought is not over.

"He's a civilian as well as a medic, quite contrary if he knows that I'm a wound-maker while he's a medic." Alvin explained the reason for not telling his wife about his work. In fact, he deliberately covered his real work.

"That's your business. Our current business is a business that is coming and giving tremendous profits" Oslaw said.

"As per the agreement the other day, the decision is in the hands of the Signore." Clarina. The only beautiful woman to be the head of the Vyer family.

"My decision remains the same, there's no drug business in our neighborhood!" Alvin Strictly.

"Why, Vin?" Wonder Oslaw. "It's a very lucrative business. Why do you always refuse?"

"Business is too risky, the police and the judge in my grip won't be able to deal with drugs." Alvin. "Why not continue with an existing business? Like a drink or a casino?" Ask Alvin.

"His profits are far from the drug business."Fousto.

"The profit that you think is tempting only comes for a moment" said Alvin. "If you remain determined to start that business, go ahead. I won't ban it."

"Does that mean you're giving me support?" ask Oslaw.

"I only give permission, not protection. If anything happens to that business, don't involve me or my side!" Alvin Strictly.

"But you—" Oslaw did not continue because Alvin had already left his seat.

"Ck, fuck." Oslaw.

"The situation has not fully recovered, so he needs more rest. Hope you understand." Kenzo.