KING MAFIA & VEILED WOMEN

BLISSFULLY

Alvin was still pensive, thinking about what he should do, looking for a way that would take him out of all the problems that struck.

"It seems I have to find him again. Alone," said Alvin, he kept thinking, looking for a better way than before.

"Fix, the cave can not think, if the cave is not samperin anymore that place. Dizziness, g*blog." He ruffled his original hair, making his appearance even more cool.

Alvin walked up to pick up his car keys, not forgetting, he told his men.

"Hopefully, we can regroup, Khumaira." Alvin smiled wryly, hopefully the expestation is in accordance with reality, and not the other way around.

Alvin's car stopped at the place he had been, the mini market. With a single breath, Alvin tried to toughen up, he was just an ordinary man, who must have the word tired, and could not survive, again, again, and again.

"If you are right, may you be here to wait for me to return, I miss you."

With heavy breathing, he returns with a lot of weight. He is not strong, holding back the longing, which continues to attack the bottom of the heart.

"Hopefully, this is the best path."

Alvin got out of his fancy car, not forgetting, he was wearing his sunglasses.

"There, there's a veiled newspaper, maybe I can ask him," monologue Alvin.

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Nissa was still waiting for Alvin's return, the chances were small, but there was no word of fatigue, to wait for her husband.

A single tear had drenched Nissa's cheek, which was covered in a veil. He tried to be strong, he wiped those tears, he knew, he could do it.

"I'm sure my hunch is right." Nissa nodded, trying to justify what had agitated her heart.

The man from behind greeted him. "Assalamu'alaikum, excuse me. Do you know anyone named Nissa? She is also, a veiled woman, just like Mbak," he explained at length.

The deg!

Like the hope that came to him, he was afraid this was just a dream, but that voice? It is similar to the voice of his beloved.

Nissa turned her body, looked at the tall man closely, she tried to rule out all possibilities, she was afraid of being wrong again.

The deg!

'Oh my God, is this really him?' inner Nissa cheered happily.

Nissa hugged Alvin without hesitation, treating all the longing that had struck her heart. However, it all confused the person he hugged.

"You who?! How dare you hug me! You know, I already have a wife, a wife that I really love!" said the man growled. Yes, he is Alvin, the person Nissa has longed for. Couples who both feel heavy longing.

"Do you not know me, Khullah?" nissa asked bitterly, her heart as if it had been cracked.

The deg!

Alvin's heart rate, racing faster. That call? Only his wife knows.

There was little hope in Alvin's heart. He opened his sunglasses, looking at the bead of the woman's sassy eyes.

The deg!

'Really! You're Nissa, the person I've been missing all this time.' Inner Alvin cheered.

Alvin pulled that slender waist, clenching it tightly. As if not wanting to let go, let alone lose it for the second time.

"I'm sorry, Khumaira," said Alvin sobbing, the tears escaped his eyes, a ruthless mafia can shed tears?!

Nissa's feeling warmed up, she reciprocated Alvin's embrace was no less tight. "Did Khullah know Nissa?" asked Nissa expectantly.

"Of course, you are my heavenly angel, Ilmy Al-Fatunnisa."

**Connected ....

Sorry unsatisfactory, gabut again**.