Help me Mr. Mafia

Chapter 38 | My Fuck?

In a dark room with a lot of dust here and there and that room was a barn, where there was a woman tied up in a chair with her mouth covered by a cloth.

The sreet!

The door made of wood that had been paved was open and direct sunlight entered making the originally dark warehouse light and managed to make the woman look up where she immediately found a middle-aged woman wearing kebaya and rags and the old woman was Mak Njah.

"Wilujeng sonten Madam Marie, " said the old woman using Sundanese and while approaching Marie who stared intently at the old woman in front of her.

[Good afternoon lady Marie]

Her wrinkled legs stopped right in front of Marie and her hands removed the cloth that tightly sealed Marie's mouth.

"Basic asshole!" marie shouted while Mak Njah even laughed giggling which made Marie even more upset.

"Abdi asshole? " ask Mak Njah by pointing at himself.

[I'm an asshole? ]

"Yes! you're a jerk just like Felix, you're both ASSHOLES! " creaming Marie but Mak Njah just smiled smrik with his hand that took a mirror that had been cracked, after Mak Njah pointed the mirror towards Marie.

"Tingali dina eunteung ieu, " said Mak Njah while pointing at the mirror he held.

[See in this mirror]

"Beungeut dina eunteung teh jerk, " said Mak Njah with a very loud laugh.

[The face in this mirror is a jerk]

"You, you brash! " sorry Marie but Mak Njah again laughed.

"Hahaha, eta leres. ieu beungeut in eunteung teh******. " said Mak Njah in a mocking tone.

[Hahaha, it's true that the face in this mirror is a jerk]

"What do you mean, huh!? " question Marie with a loud tone while Mak Njah threw the mirror that he was holding and after throwing Mak Njah leaned his body then gripped firmly Marie's chin until the owner grimaced in pain.

"Kusabab anjeun son of Harison and Atalie! " now Mak Njah answered Marie's question in a tight tone.

"Why, huh?! that I'm the son of Harison and Atalie?" ask Marie with excitement.

"Naha? sabab geus maehan jeung incu kuring!" really now the old woman was already emotional like being in awe.

[Why? because they killed my son and grandson!]

"Sareng ayeuna abdi hoyong maehan anjeun! " cry Mak Njah.

[And now I want to kill you!]

"But hanjakal aing teu beunang, ari kitu mah rek in tormenting heula." continued Mak Njah who now has slightly shrunk his voice.

[But unfortunately I have not been allowed to, so I want to torture you first,]

After saying it Mak Njah walked towards the door of the reot but before leaving Mak Njah turned to Marie with a smile smrik.

"Nempo deui, "

[See you later]

Treet!

The door closed with a squeaking sound while Marie just silently looked at the door that had been tightly closed and so was the room she was in, it was dark again.

'Why is this so?'

"Aahhkk!! "

Marie cried out in a rebellious manner that made the wooden chair she was sitting on shaken and eventually fell down.

Dugh!

Marie was silent by enduring the pain of being hit by the floor quite strongly but what could she do? if he rose it would be impossible and he could now only dwell like a corpse.