Love Revenge of the Mafia

Love Revenge of the Mafia
The Part 50



Sofi was in a terrible state walking home


with car. He brought it himself without the help of a driver, for he would be more


free wherever he wants. Because honestly, during marriage sodfi is very rare


out on her own like this, she decides to focus on her husband and to program


gestation.


At the red light, he stopped and waited a little


longtime. It was still quite early in the morning, until indeed the streets were still crowded with


the vehicles that pass by get here and there with their own work.


Sofi leaned her head against the windowpanes, pondering for a while


the view is disturbed by the car in front of the eyes.


“Mas Hans?” ogre. He knows the right thing about his car,


from the plate, color to the diversification that is done several times by him.


He wanted to come down at that time to say hello


beloved. However, he canceled all plans. He saw, in there


a middle man was so affectionate with his woman, kissing and rubbing her hair


degan's so warm. He could not see his face directly, but


all the evidence states that it was her husband.


“Although cryptic, I know that it's you, Mas.” Sighing


Sofi towards the direction that was in front of her eyes.


Then the red light changed to green,


all vehicles start with their own journey. Sofi is like that, too


step on the gas pedal but immediately walk to follow in which direction


husband walked. Keep it that way from behind with tears beginning


dripping onto her cheek, so bitter to imagine if it was her husband.


“What's my lack, Mas? I even gave it everything


same you,” cried Sofi with great disappointment in heart.


They had stopped, the girl went down in a minimarket


for shopping. But, quickly he returned again to the car hans. Sofi


for a moment his mind floated everywhere, about what they were buying in person


suddenly at that moment. Whether the ignition, or something else, and all raging


just like that inside the head is so hard for him to be redam.


He continued to follow, and they finally stopped


club. Ina got down, she leaned over to chat for a moment with the man inside


head to give her a friendly kiss.


Sofi then imagined her own facts when


these. They just want to go home after spending the night


together in a place.


“You lied, Mas. He said you were late, but it turned out


you are the same!!” Sofi was disappointed.  He could only cry, he was actually very


want to hit them sat aitu too, so that hans knows if sofi can be emotional with


his outrageous behavior. Sofi has always respected him, and even


so loyal to him.


“Why is this? You're evil, Mas. Jesus!!” strangler


in the car, even several times beating the steering wheel as strong as


his current emotional outburst.


“Well, if you are like me, Mas. I'm gonna


make you regret doing this the same way I did,” racaun sofi later


to break his own heart.


After Hans's car leaves, Sofi notices the girl


it went into his club. He would approach the girl and warn her not to


she approached her husband after this.


However, his steps opening the car door immediately came to a halt


when he saw a luxurious car passing in front of his eyes. He was silent, I don't know


why his heart was beating so fast that his instincts noticed


who got out of that car for a moment.


“Zacky?” but when zacky came out of there,


he went out and opened the door behind him.


Sofi was getting dumbfounded, and even she closed


his mouth could not believe who he was looking at.


Yeah, who else if not arga. By his appearance


that was so neat and charming, even all the guards to the point of running around just to


welcomed him at that time. It is certain that Arga is their boss because everyone seems to respect him.


Sofi's heart guessed at this time. Is this club really where Hana disappeared? And if it's true, has Arga been the mastermind behind Hana's kidnapping all along?


"Your path is Arga! Hannah doesn't know anything!!" sofi growled with all the facts. But he was confused, which he had to finish first at this time. They seemed to be a tangled thread that disturbed his mind, so difficult to return to its original position.