Thought by Maid, Turns out to be the Mafia Wife

Thought by Maid, Turns out to be the Mafia Wife
72. Almost caught


Morning sunny. Panorama of the beauty of the villa with the aroma of nature that is so fragrant how the pine tree in the forest there spouts a distinctive aroma of his body blown by the fresh wind into the villa that fills the cavity of his lungs the inhabitants of the villa.


The extended family sits casually in the villa grounds and focuses on the spoiled hilarious mannerisms of the three adorable little dolls with the sweater they are currently wearing while joking with their grandmother teased them that morning. The sound of giggling laughter made the others chuckle along.


Nabilla, who only wears a robe and hijab, was asked by Amran not to wear a veil because he wanted to freely enjoy the beautiful face of his wife without the polish because Nabilla's lips were already visible ranum. Just because of her husband's request, Nabilla wanted to do it.


Currently, Nabilla is the last person to join her family because she has just completed her duties as a mother who breastfed her three babies, making her new self-care.


All eyes were on Nabilla who was approaching her extended family sitting in the park staring at the beautiful face of the Barbie doll. Hero, Reno, Arland has not been able to move on from his wife Amran's beauty charm.


"God's Masya. How perfect is your creation, O God," said Wira then rose to avert his gaze for a moment and turned to look at Lira who did not blame the lover to look at Nabilla's face because she as a woman only admired the beautiful chisel.


"Honey. Did we go to the beach this morning?" celia asked who was already standing, turning her husband's eyes to Nabilla. This beautiful girl was also not so jealous because she knew it was only part of the value of human admiration because it could not lie to the eyes of the beauty of God's creation.


"Yes dear. But we have to have breakfast first just leave with the group. The car is still heated because it is rarely used. Arland said so," said Reno staring at the wife.


"alright. Do I look pretty, Reno?" ask Celia.


"Very pretty, baby! praise Reno.


"Did Reno just make me the object of the most beautiful scenery here just enough me?" persuade Celia.


"Honey. I'm sorry I was just surprised to see Nabilla not wearing her veil. That's it, that's all" Reno said.


"Awe does not mean joy? I really trust you feet because I also as a woman really like to look at the beauty of Nabilla, especially you guys. God gave her physical perfection and a very beautiful face and sister Nabilla hid her beauty so that other women did not feel small to her partner.


Maybe he opened it because of the request of brother Amran who envies you men who look at their partners without needing to be blocked by a veil. We must appreciate Nabilla's efforts to please her husband" said Celia sage.


"Thank Celia. You are special. Don't doubt my love, baby," Reno said.


Amran approached his wife and grabbed Nabilla's possessive waist. Perhaps he felt most proud at this time of having an above average wife beauty." You're so beautiful, honey" praised Amran.


"Thank you, mom! Don't you feel sorry for the other couple. I'm not feeling well with the others" nervous Nabilla who is not used to appearing without a veil in front of other men even though they are already part of the family.


"You're doing this just for me, baby. And isa Allah my brothers are very understanding and will not be jealous of you" Amran assured his wife.


"Miss Nabilla. Breakfast is ready. Please come in for breakfast together" said aunt Yanti.


"Good aunt. Please tell the others and we have breakfast together this morning. Has your aunt also prepared provisions for our outing to the beach later?" ask Nabilla.


"It's miss." Aunt Yanti told the other family members.


A moment later, everyone had gathered in the backyard for breakfast because there was already a long table to fit to accommodate the members of the large family. Each woman serves her husband and lover. While ummi Ambar only teased his three grandchildren who were lying in the baby stroller.


"Oma eat first. You guys play by yourself first" said Ummi Ambar.


"Let Arsen keep an eye on them Oma" said Arsen, who is most happy to play with the three.


"You should eat Arsen too. Play with them again. Aunt Yanti please watch over my grandchildren!" pinta ummi Ambar's.


"Good mistress." Aunt Yanti pulled the baby stroller and looked after the three babies while inviting the three to chat. This four-month-old baby seemed to understand what Aunt Yanti was talking about with them.


"Eat a lot. Then we go to the beach!" grandmother of Anisa.


"We make a voice yes to be taken to the beach," Nadine pinta on her four in-laws who sit not far from her.


"Did you have Nadine?" ask Mariska's doctor because Nadine was married at the time.


"Who knows firsthand, says Mariska's doctor.


"really?" Arland looks bright.


"Wait another week and try to do it with a simple test with a testpack" said Dr. Mariska.


"If the result is only one fetus, it means that your seeds have not been superior to me because I am still the winner because my seeds are scrambling to become my son, the proof is directly three," said Amran proudly.


"Sad. Show-off. I can beat you too. I'll be four straight away" said Reno, who also wants his wife to get pregnant quickly.


Celia pinched her husband's stomach." Don't brag that way, brother. It will happen again, sister Reno," Celia looks manyun.


"He..he .I just want to drop your fussy brother's arrogance. Showing off, " said Reno.


"Not to be horrified. Mas Amran loves ngaco," said Nabilla.


Drett ....


"Red dialing code (red dialing code)" said the smartphone operator owned by Nabilla made Mr. Rusli lift his face staring at Nabilla questioningly.


"Isn't that a call for a second-rate agent?" inner master Rusli stopped his breakfast.


"Mas. Nabilla took the phone for a while, baby, yes" said Nabilla, then kissed Amran's cheek while taking her phone away from her family.


Mr. Rusli was curious to follow his daughter's footsteps. He wanted to hear his daughter talk to someone across the street.


"Agent two. You're asked to go to the white house in two days. Are you ready. We've asked the one-leader authority to send you with an army escort to die for you. Are you ready?" ask m.


"I have three babies that I can't leave in a long time. And I haven't opened up my identity to my husband. How am I supposed to do it?" nabilla asked confusedly.


"good. We will take care by contacting the number one RI to take care of your departure," said Mr. M.


"Ready Mr. M." Nabilla ended her call.


"Are you an FBI agent, Nabilla?" ask mr. Rusli.


Degggggs...


Nabilla turned her body while looking to the right and left." Sssttt...! how did you accuse me of that?" nabilla asked with her heart almost gone.


"Every agent has its own code. I know exactly those codes, Nabilla. Because I'm also a former agent even though it's not part of the field but part of IT just like you, but wait! Did you when you were a baby or a toddler wear a certain bracelet that your mother gave you?" ask mr. Rusli.


"Wristbands....? what's with that bracelet dad...?" ask Nabilla.


"Jawab just ask me a question. Do you have it?" urged mr. Rusli.


"What does dad have?" asked Amran who was behind them.


Degggggs....


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