Mafia Hunters

Love

To my left were several compartments of space with a sower, which was only limited by a waterproof bathroom curtain. Then on his right there are three standing toilets that are usually only used by men, and three enclosed spaces that must be the toilet seat.

Before taking a shower I wash my face first, after which I take a bath in one of the showers.

The warm water wobbled all over me gently, I enjoyed every drop of it. Although this seemed simple, it was more than enough to calm the muscles in my body.

Working with intensity and time that has no limits, making my whole body tired. Only this way, I can spoil my body a little.

After coming out of the bathroom I smelled a very delicious smell, the smell of instant noodles that had just ripened.

"You cook instant noodles?" my many.

I could not resist the temptation of the smell that was now on my nose.

"I haven't had time to shop, so there's only this!" said Boby. "I don't cook very well, so I never shop!".

The handsome man with yellow hair was looking forward to preparing the dinner table for the two of us.

"It's more than enough, really!" I said to Boby with a face full of smiles.

I didn't know if there was any hidden intention or not, but I couldn't help but be interested if a bowl of boiled instant noodles with eggs, was plastered for real in front of my eyes.

I immediately scooped the boiled noodles in my bowl, did not forget a moment and then I put them in my mouth.

"That's why...!" I didn't expect Boby to be so good at cooking instant noodles, it's really very tasty.

it turns out that the term 'instant noodles are better if someone else cooked them for us' is not a myth.

"Enak, right?" Boby seemed happy because I looked really enjoying his instant noodles.

"What a son!" praise me with the most charming smile I have.

It wasn't until three minutes, we had already finished the noodles in each bowl.

"I should have used rice!" I grunted regretfully, for I had just remembered about the rice while my boiled noodles were gone, going all in my stomach.

"You're late!" boby was disappointed.

It seems that for food, Boby and I have the same taste.

"Who lives here?" I asked Boby.

I did try to get along with this guy, because Boby looks like an easy person to take advantage of. And he is the man Zidane trusted the most. Because of all Zidane's crimes, this guy is the one who always takes care of him. If I get close to this guy, I'll lose nothing, even profit.

"There are some housekeepers and also Mr Zidane's bodyguards! Probably about 15 people!" boby said, while cleaning the dining table. "But they live on the left, there!"

Probably on the left of Zidane's house.

"Why don't they live in this building?" my many.

I call this house by the word building, because I also tangent to what to say. House no, boarding is also nothing more kemp.

"That's because of you!" boby said bluntly.

"Hehhhh?" i'm rattled.

"That's why Mr. Zidane cares about you so much!" said Boby.

I was silent for a moment, while looking at the wide back of Boby who was busy washing dishes.

Care me?

Zidane care about me?

Is it because of Brian?

Or???

There's no way that stiff guy likes me, right?!

It's not possible lahhhh...

Then if so how??? What if Zidane falls in love with me???

"No!" I immediately stopped my daydreaming and pretended to be busy with something. But there's nothing I need to get busy with so I just run away.

"I'm fucking sleepy!" I said and I ran straight to my room.

I immediately walked towards the curtain I had opened, I was just about to close it but I saw that there was one of the lights in Zidane's mansion still on.

"Don't he peek at me?" mutumamku.

My chest ached a little when I thought Zidane had a special feeling for me.

What was I thinking???

I stroked my chest which was still turbulent.

"I need to focus on my goal!" I muttered, I convinced myself that I would not be consumed by romance.

Because the purpose of my revenge is more important than love.

The next morning I woke up to the alarm I had on my phone.

My brain is still updating information, that I've been staying at Zidane Arkana's residence. I'm no longer a member of Team Alpha, I'm a secretary and Zidane's personal lawyer. The worst Mafia in the world.

I let out a long sigh, and immediately woke up from my incomparability. This morning I didn't have time, just to stretch my muscles. I must hurry to prepare, because there are many tasks waiting for me today.

The first thing I did after getting out of bed was check my phone, look for the latest news. News about Sandiana Munaf has become a trending topic everywhere.

I can breathe a sigh of relief, at least 50% typical of the assassination of General Arkana has been overcome. Fortunately, there was a slight gap I could get from Sandiana Munaf.

But I could not enjoy my success any longer, I had to hurry to prepare. I'm a private secretary to a Vice President Director, getting ready so early is what I have to do.

"Morning?!" hello Boby who was ready.

The man looked busy in the kitchen, he was already wearing his long white shirt and his flagship black material pants.

Maybe he's making breakfast, or something.

Seeing my co-worker who was tidy, I immediately ran to the bathroom. Afraid of being late, I used shampoo to clean all areas of my body. I don't want to be distinguished, what else is said to be incompetent just because I'm a woman.

"Sir Zidane told you to meet him before business hours" said Boby, who was sitting at the dinner table when I had just finished taking a shower.

I was already wearing a white shirt and light blue trousers that were a bit loose.

Two slices of sandwich neatly arranged on two different plates, I'm sure one of them is for me.

But what struck me was the presence of a document lying on the table, right next to Boby sitting.

"That's mine!" I immediately grabbed the arrangement of some of the HVS papers I had been focusing on.

"Sir Zidane has seen it!" said Boby. "But I'm the one who was ordered by him to execute him!" boby said with a smug smile.

"You guys searched my room?" just pissed.

"The owner of the house did, I don't know anything!" Boby turned his face away, a sign this man was lying.

"This is my sorry sign!" Boby gave me one of his sandwich plates.

"You know it's not worth it!" I accepted it because my stomach was already sore, I was starving.

"I know! Next time I'll treat you to a better meal!" said Boby.

"It's not you who should treat me! But it was Mr. Zidane who ruffled my room!" ngawur.

"That's normal, Mr. Zidane is a man who can't trust anyone else!" said Boby. "Or don't you like it?" Boby looked really cool with my babble earlier.

"Likes???" I immediately laughed amusedly.

"You seem to want Mr. Zidane very much, you clearly know!!!" Boby still suspects me.

"There's something I was expecting from Mr. Zidane, but it's not a romance!!!" i joke.

"Hhhhhhh!" Boby let out a long sigh, it seemed that the man was greatly relieved by my answer. "Sir Zidane doesn't like women!" said Boby.