The Paid Men and the Mafia Girls
CHAPTER 4: SYMBIOSIS OF MUTUALISM

"Ma!" call Cheryl to say hello to her mother who is serving lunch. The girl ran over hugging her mother.

After dropping off Cheryl, Rainer must return to the company to swap roles with Cheryl. Everyone knows, that man is the CEO. Cheryl is behind the scenes. The girl was just monitoring from her home.

"Hi, Honey. How was the meeting?" jihan asked a glance and kissed his daughter's cheek.

The mother-of-two is the owner of Anastasia Boutique. Great designers who spread their wings from scratch. Struggling on her own feet when Cheryl was a baby and just as Tiger, her husband fell into a post-crash coma. Now his boutique has grown, and become one of the largest boutiques in Jakarta.

Learning from the childhood that always restrained and driven by his mother, Jihan never forbid anything the wishes of her children. He always supports their decisions.

Having lost direction and identity in youth, is a very difficult time for him. Therefore, Jihan does not want her children to experience the same thing as her.

Instead of pampering, rather give freedom to choose and determine their future according to their respective skills. Still, keep watching it. He will be firm when his children misstep.

"Currently, Ma. Where's papa? Haven't come home?" Cheryl snatches a crispy shrimp served on the table. Jihan immediately patted the back of her daughter's hand until the food was released.

"Wash your hands first!" sternly with a sharp look. "Papa to Palembang this morning, have not spoken to you yet?" he then landed his body in the dining chair.

Cheryl clucked finely, but kept complying. Since childhood he was a submissive child. Especially every mother's words. Cheryl was also at least able to see the mother sad or crying.

"No, Ma. Just be careful when you come home!" he put on an annoyed face sitting next to his mother.

Cheryl was angry not because the father was not saying goodbye, but because he was not offered to come along. Since childhood the girl was so enthusiastic to follow wherever Tiger steps. Especially when invited to the headquarters of the father.

Plus, Cheryl Sangan misses aunty mama and her papa om, along with her twin cousin sister.

"Uhukk!" Cheryl coughed when suddenly Axel, her younger brother patted Cheryl on the back while gulping down a drink.

"Axhel!" berang Cheryl put the glass rough.

Axel immediately ran to his room, still wearing a gray white uniform. Marking new school home. The teenager was very rude to his brother.

Nimble and agile movements, such chases are a small thing for Cheryl. He immediately grabbed his brother's hair.

"Yeah! Brother!" squealing Axel in pain.

"What?!" cheryl growled and pulled him strong.

"Agod! My most beautiful sister, smart, sexy!" axel's groan pressed Cheryl's palm so that her hair would not get pulled.

Cheryl pushes Axel's body into the room, closes the door, and then takes off the grip of her hand. Axel finally breathed a sigh of relief, breaking his messy hair in front of the mirror.

"Dad! Later tonight out. There's a ship in a normal place!" ask Cherl to hold the guy's shoulder.

"Relieve it! Look at my hair's broken because of brother!" czech Axel was upset.

"Hiiyaa, sorry! Your abyss first began. C'mon deck! Papa's mummy doesn't exist. Uncle Rico must be coming. No one's spying on us." Cheryl tried to seduce.

Axel seemed to think, folding both of his arms around his chest. Next to his eyebrows raised, "What's in it for me?"

"Yeah, I top up in as much as you!" as for Cheryl, she knows best what her sister wants.

Axel still squinted his eyes, as if saying that was not enough. Cheryl can't get out without her sister. Therefore, he tried hard so that Axel would be invited to cooperate.

"Eat as much? Shopping? Want a PS pinjem? Take dah. A week for you! But I'm getting me." Cheryl tightens her embrace. "Dad! Come on, the gatel hasn't raced in a long time" the girl continued.

"Chery! Axels!" jihan's screams made Cheryl turn in shock. The reflex pushes Axel's shoulder until the man staggers. She was afraid her mother would hear her words.

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