Beautiful Mafia Trapped in Classic Love

009. High Heels and Sandals Clamps

After the commotion occurred, the employees who had rested for a while also returned to work serving customers. Unexpectedly they get customers who order several kinds of pastries in dozens of boxes. Hard work is needed most at this time.

Sima was sitting on one of the benches while watching the workers who were busy to and fro. Darling, Dendi's in the kitchen. Both of his legs were also lazy to move there so he continued to sigh and sit relaxing in the corner of the room.

At that time, Sima's phone rang. Immediately he picked it up and it turned out to be from Gura. After he looked outside and found no one outside except strangers and passing vehicles, he understood.

Gura contacted Sima, because there was something he had to say about the First Faction. They move again and are now looking for the whereabouts of a woman who is none other than Sima.

Sima understands. They moved because his friend came home with a hollow body. It must be those who have been battered because Sima reported it to their chairman there. He said it happened because of a woman.

Wherever women should not interfere, especially those who are weak even against women can not. Very amusing.

That night it was Sima who was moving, and the two met a man named Dendi. Sima feels grateful that the person being targeted is not Dendi but Sima.

Then, Gura was annoyed to hear that Sima was relieved while Sima's self was being targeted at this time. Gura also knows that his boss is strong but that does not mean Sima can underestimate this.

The first faction cannot be underestimated either. They always mess up Block D on the grounds of not having money, initially just asking like a beggar but after getting some sheets they actually do the wrong thing.

Until finally they became a necessity, by means of scuttering the residents in Block D, they took all their property.

This time they moved again, but on this hot afternoon? Is it not wrong?

“Hei, Gura. Are you sure it was them?”

Gura: “[Of course. They were clearly looking for the whereabouts of the boss. Moreover, this boss is a woman who is good at wrestling, there is rarely a woman like the boss in Block D.]”

“Do they know that, "me",?”

When Sima asks if they know that the woman is Sima who is the boss of the powerful mafia in Block D, Gura then falls silent for a moment.

Not long after, the call was closed. Gura had not even answered Sima's question, so Sima sent a message via chatan.

Sima typed, "If they knew it was me, why would it be? And if it's true then cover it as much as possible."

Sima is suspicious of Gura's words as if saying that the men know that the woman is himself as the boss of the mafia. It was also still night, already so it happened in the narrow alley.

Did one of them wake up? Has anyone else seen it?

A lot of speculation is wrapped around Sima's mind. It felt strange, suddenly the thugs from the First Faction appeared and were looking for the whereabouts of the woman who beat them up last night.

Are they looking for sympathy?

Surely with a battered face so, everyone would pity and then think they were being gang-raped. Didn't he? Whatever it was still felt awkward for Sima. Even Gura had not returned the message.

“Hah, really deh. Just irritate me, I want to calm down a little even problems appear continuously,” grumbled Sima.

Sima grumbled as she leaned against the wall. Sighing deeply for a few times and going back and forth looking at his phone, thinking when Gura would reply to the message.

“Mbak Sima?” Dendi's masculine-sounding voice, made Sima's focus split apart.

Shocked in surprise to see Dendi who was in front of him. He asked, “What's up?”

Dendi laughed a little before she spoke, “Sorry. Looks like Miss Sima thought of something, huh?” ask Dendi.

Dendi came not just to come, he gave a small plate of cookies for him. Hope Sima will like it, because Dendi is trying to make it.

Sima then smiled, he tasted the cake a little and the taste immediately spread widely to various corners and the surface of his tongue. Feels delicious, sweet and appetizing.

“Very good,” said Sima praised. “Almost there is you here,” he added while licking the crumb of cake on his fingers.

As usual, Dendi's reaction was normal. It is not easy to make the man's heart waver, a little never. It felt like this was the first time Sima had thought about how to get a man's heart. Even in the depths of his heart, he refuted what he had just thought.

“Dendi, work properly. I'll go.”

“Mbak Sima want to go where?” ask Dendi.

“There is something I have to do,” he said with a serious face.

Sima momentarily glanced outside, feeling that someone was staring at him. Whether anyone was, Sima gave a bad feeling and walked out of the store.

He said he was going to leave, but he was trying to attract someone. Eventually the man appeared and began to follow him.

A blond woman, smiling curly with red lips polished menor. Leisurely walking followed Sima's steps in high heels. Her tight clothes accentuated the aura of an adult woman.

Highlight Sima's sharp eyes still anticipate the circumstances around and steal a look back as if looking for someone even though he already knows who is following him.

Unlike the appearance of the blond woman, Sima was far inversely proportional. Sima was only wearing a suit like a man in trousers. Then with inappropriate footwear, namely blue flip-flops.

“Yes, geez. Does that woman have any business with me? I felt laughed at from behind. Then, somehow it feels familiar.”

Right now, Sima continued to step forward and look for a safe path. And still not aware that the woman laughed at her for flip-flops.

But whatever Sima wears doesn't matter to anyone else. As long as he doesn't meet clients or anything like that officially.

Sima let out a long sigh, then turned towards an alley. Not narrow is not wide, a standard alley where there are many people who are relaxing there.

Taps! Sima stopped stepping, looked back and no longer found the woman.

“Where did it go?”

The striking appearance of the foreign woman could not be forgotten Sima. So where is his existence even until now he did not reappear?

While sitting among the many people, Sima checked the phone again. Hope Gura replies to her message but does not.