the secret of the wasted girl belongs to the mafia
23
The clock has shown at 17:00 p.m. They are still in the house. After a few minutes of waiting, Laras was seen approaching Azka and Rayyan who were sitting in the living room. He brought a tray of drinking water and some snacks.
"Here, mas, sis, drink" said Laras, putting drinking water in front of Azka and Rayyan.
"Thank you, Miss," said Azka.
"Yes, equally," answered Laras, then returned to the kitchen.
The barrel walked away from them in the living room and headed for the kitchen to put down the tray he was carrying earlier.
In the living room, Azka and Rayyan sat down to talk about who might have tried to hurt Laras on the street.
"You've investigated it?" rayyan asked as she closed the bottle.
"Already," Azka replied while drinking a drink served by Laras.
"Who told him to? Or is there any other information about this?" ask Rayyan again.
"It's not confirmed yet, but both I and the Eagle suspect that this may have been the work of Niel's men. The man that Eagle brought to our base had the same bracelet that Niel's men had attacked us with" Azka explained.
"She told me, don't ever mess with me. It turned out that he had yet to understand the meaning of those words," Rayyan said with a meaningful smile.
"But the Eagle and I still want to investigate further. It's all uncertain that it was Niel's men who did it or even Niel who told him to. There could have been someone who wanted to pit us against Niel," Azka added while looking at Rayyan.
"Alright, I entrust this to you. If you have any information or anything, let me know as soon as possible. And if it's true that Niel had his men look for trouble with me, we'd plan a way to teach him a lesson" Rayyan said, drinking water brought by Laras.
"Good, Boss. I'll investigate everything" Azka replied.
Without them noticing, Laras who was from the kitchen stepped closer to them. Unintentionally, he heard their little talk in the living room.
"Who are you planning to teach a lesson to, Mom?" tanya Laras, who was still standing, directly asked Rayyan.
"Not for anyone" replied Rayyan, who was slightly surprised.
"Mas, I know you're a mobster, so you're definitely going to do something. Who do you want to teach a lesson to, Mom?" ask Laras back.
"Already, already. This afternoon, we better go home. Later we will be on the road," said Azka, mediating between Rayyan and Laras.
"Yes, already. Let's go home" replied Rayyan who had stood up from her seat.
"alright. For a moment, I take all this to the kitchen," replied Laras who immediately drove the glass used to drink Azka and Rayyan to the kitchen. He purposely left a snack on the living room table.
"Let's go now," asked Rayyan who had seen Laras step closer to them.
"Mas, briefly. This house is locked or what?" ask Laras.
"no need. My men who came with us were guarding this house. I've already told them," Rayyan replied.
"Alright," answered Laras.
They also stepped towards the exit. Just a few steps they walked, three Rayyan men who came in earlier.
"Boss," greet them.
"Yes, I ask you to take care of this house. Don't love anyone in, unless I tell you who it is" Rayyan said.
"Okay, boss," they answered.
"Please look like your own home. Its alright. Kitchen materials and other equipment are complete, there are only a few that have been used up" said Laras.
"Good, Miss. Thank you" they said.
"Together," Laras replied with a smile.
"Yes, we go home first" Rayyan said.
"Good, Boss. Be careful, Miss, Mas Azka," said one of them.
Only Laras and Azka nodded their heads in response, then they got out of Laras' house to the car and went home to Rayyan.
"Auntie, maybe they're home. Let me open the door, yes," said Nana as she strode towards the front door to let Laras and the others in.
"Alright, go," said Auntie.
Nana opened the door for them to enter.
"Assalamualaikum," they said simultaneously.
"Waalaikumsalam" answered Nana who had opened the door.
"Thank you, Nana," Laras told Nana.
"Together, Non," he replied as he closed the entrance back
They headed straight for the living room. However, Azka slightly stole a glance towards Nana. Only Laras saw the behavior, and in his heart Laras thought, "It seems like Brother Azka likes Nana." Laras lifted her lips slightly as she stepped up to sit on the living room sofa.
Seen Aunt coming from the direction of the kitchen, walking towards them.
"Sorry, sir. The food is ready. Do you want to eat or clean up first?" ask Auntie to all of them.
"We'll clean up first, Bi," Rayyan said in response to Bibi's question.
"Yes, Bi. After that, we ate" Azka said.
"Alright then, Auntie wait at the dinner table huh," Auntie told them.
"Good, Bi. Thank you," answered Laras.
"Together," Aunt replied with a smile.
They went to their own rooms. Azka went to the room next to Rayyan, which was devoted to her and Rayyan's other friends. Their clothes were placed in different cabinets. Their room space is big.
Auntie and Nana stepped towards the dining table
"Bi, can Nana make fried chicken for a while?" ask Nana to Aunt
"May, make a lot of Nana, because auntie also wants to eat fried chicken" Aunt Ina replied with a sweet smile
"Well Auntie, Nana will make her, just a minute Bi" said Nana who then stepped into the kitchen to make fried chicken.
After almost an hour, it finally looks Laras and Azka come down to dinner together. They walked down the stairs and to the dining table.
"Sir Azka, I see Nana is indeed beautiful, huh?" sindir Laras smiled at Azka.
"I mean miss?" tanya Azka pretended not to understand.
"That's it, Azka. Don't pretend you don't understand. While the office business once read it, brother already understands. Especially just such words," Laras replied while still smiling.
"Miss is just. How could I like Nana, non?" the word Azka deliberately shrinks the sound so that Nana or aunt does not hear it.
"Honestly, brother," said Laras again.
"Hmm, not sure yet, miss," Azka replied.
"Well, then, I'll ask Nana a little bit what she likes. Well, it's so that you can get close to him" said Laras, playing with his eyebrows.
"Alright, thank you, miss," Azka replied with a smile.
"Together, Brother," replied Laras.
Unbeknownst to Laras and Azka, Rayyan, who had descended from the stairs, stood behind those who stopped walking as they headed for the dinner table.
"What are you talking about?" rayyan asked as if jealous to see the closeness between Laras and Azka
"Eh.. No, there's nothing, it's Laras," said Azka who immediately stepped towards the dining table leaving Rayyan and Laras still standing.
The barrel followed Azka's footsteps without looking and answered Rayyan's questions