Mafia Hunters

Hot Night

That day, Feri's funeral went well without any obstacles. Mayang was a tough woman, she did not faint despite crying a lot.

He can even console his mother Feri's heart, they strengthen each other like mother and son.

After the funeral I still accompany Mayang to hold tahlilan and yasinan at the residence of my best friend. Finishing the tahlilan and yasinan event I brought Mayang to his room very carefully.

"Jane," Mayang called me in a very weak voice.

"Yes, May?" I immediately brought my body closer to Mayang who was sitting on the edge of his sleeping bed.he attached his gaze to my eyes.

"Don't end up like Feri, yaaaa!" please Mayang, the tone is still very soft. "I can't afford to lose you too!"

I just nodded my head, though I couldn't promise that for sure. Seeing Mayang's tears dripping from worrying about me made me unable to hold back anymore.

I hugged Mayang's body, my eyes immediately watering and I cried as hard as I could.

"I'm sorry, Mayyyy!" I said in between sobs we both cried. "I'm sorry I couldn't protect Feri!".

One thing I learned from Feri. I'm still an ordinary human being, I can still cry if sad and I'm not a strong woman like others think.

I was still a human being, only I became cruel from feeling terrible pain in the past.

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I went straight back to Zidane's house after Feri's. In the parking lot I could see if Zidane was home, because his car was parked there.

I was lazy to think a lot today, so I decided to go home, take a shower and go to bed.

"Gosh you're making me surprised!!!"

Boby and I passed each other in the hallway between Boby's room and mine.

"You're the one who surprised me!" sahutku.

My eyes were immediately fixed on Boby's body that was so stocky. That beautiful body was simply wrapped in a towel wrapped around her waist.

"Wow!" I said accidentally.

Which woman is not tempted to see a man as high as 180 CM with a weight of 75 kg and all that weight is only bones and muscles.

Instantly Boby covered his field chest with both hands.

"That's useless, I've seen it all!" I said, I purposely tried it.

Today was the hardest day of my life, I needed humor to get my mood back.

"All what???" Boby looks shocked.

Her face framed with blond and wet hair was very blushed, like only this time there was a woman looking at her body.

"I know at least! To be right-hand man, Mr. Zidane, you have to sacrifice this beauty too!" ledekku while looking at Boby's body with a passionate gaze.

"You mean???" Boby was still trying to cover his chest with both hands.

I saw quite a lot of wounds on Boby's burly body, but it seems like it's been a while.

"Sweet Mr Zidane like this huhaaa!? He likes to play rough, no surprise! " i'm still teasing Boby.

"No yaaa... Mr. Zidane doesn't like guys, he likes women!" Boby tried to defend his master with all his might.

"Are you sure???" I still want to joke with Boby.

Boby's face immediately turned into confusion, apparently five years of service to the Italian Mafia, did not make him know the sexual orientation of his boss.

"No-can!" it turns out it's fun to tease Boby who is still innocent. "From now on carefully choose the pants, do not be too tight!" I said.

Boby's still frozen, though I did. Is this guy really innocent, or does not know about the things that are bombing again.

I think I've comforted myself enough, seeing the expression on Boby's face can ease the sadness in my heart. So I walked to my room happily.

"No... No. gabe... Akkkkk!" grumbled Boby, the blonde man who just finished bathing was immediately rushed into his room.

I could only laugh bated at Boby's childish behavior.

What throughout his life Boby only learned how to fight, why he could not judge someone's sexual tendencies.

After putting the bag and suit on the only sofa in my room, I changed my footwear and took some casual clothes, I wanted to take a shower immediately.

After the shower, I checked my phone, and I got a quick message from Zidane.

I'm waiting for you in my room

I saw a clock on the wall of my room, the numbers show 23:04. What would that crazy Mafia do to me, in the middle of the night like this. Why the message made me feel so creepy.

Did I get karma for trying Boby. Wahhh this is not true.

I was silent for a moment, then ran to the front of the mirror. I'm wearing a short-sleeping suit, this country has a pretty high humidity, not my liking of turning on the AC all night. I prefer to wear skimpy clothes without turning on the AC while sleeping.

"Do I have to change???" I'm confused now.

"No!!! That psychopath won't be able to touch me!" I solidified myself as a single woman thirsting for touch.

"But if he's maksa! How's it?!" my brain is no longer in a straight line.

Keluntianggggggg

My phone rang and left me half dead.

I opened what made my phone scream and then made me almost fall over in shock.

There's something I want to give you

Zidane is still waiting for me. What am I supposed to do... Is tonight gonna be a hot night.

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The air around me feels hotter than usual, my body seems to be in a phase of hormonal increase when it is not time for me to menstruate.

My chest continued to churn, and my body felt extremely sensitive. Just a little touch made me feel comfortable and off guard.

I forced a knock on Zidane's room door, after a long time pacing in front of him. I'm still not ready to dedicate my body to Zidane, even though I thought this would happen.

"Come in!" for some reason Zidane's voice tonight is so sexy, even though there is a thick wooden door that blocks the echo.

With a racing heart I opened the door to Zidane's room slowly.

My eyes looked for the shadow of the master of the room, but what I found was fragrance. The delicate smell of the rose made my senses not work properly.

Crazy, this is really crazy. I should have changed clothes earlier, this person had prepared his room in such a way, while I was in a makeshift appearance. He won't feel insulted, will he???

I faintly heard footsteps from the direction of the bathroom, before long the figure was already in front of me.

He's still wearing the pants and shirt that he was wearing this morning, I understand because we met briefly at Feri's funeral.

"Sit down!" Zidane walked to the couch.

He sat very leisurely, with his sinister but charming flat expression.

Before moving I let out a long sigh, I didn't want to fall because I was nervous. Tonight I have to satisfy Zidane in bed so I can earn his trust.

I sat on the couch for one person, a little bit away from Zidane's seat, because I didn't want to be too flashy. Actually I was scared too, afraid that I could not force myself to serve him.

Because after that incident, I could not have intimate contact with any human being.