Mafia Queen Married to Ustadz

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Raihan awoke from his sleep to forcefully open his two eyes that were still sleepy, his hands fingered the bed next to him.

Raihan only realized that Shasa was no longer there, then where did it go? ah maybe Shasa is in the bathroom or in the kitchen Raihan thought.

Tok tok tok tok

Maybe it was Shasa.

"DIRECTION! do you want breakfast or not?"

The voice of Grandma called out to him from behind the door, Raihan memorized Grandma's voice so he could distinguish which one was Grandma's voice and which one was Shasa's.

"Yes, just a minute!" raihan replied quite loudly because his room was soundproofed.

After the answer from Raihan had not heard any sound from behind the door, it meant that Grandma had left from the front of her room.

When Raihan knocked on the bathroom in his room there was no sound, like no one. By having Raihan open it slowly and it turns out that it is true there is no Shasa.

Maybe Shasa cooked together with Grandma thought Raihan was positive thinking. After cleaning himself Raihan came out of his room through the living room to the kitchen.

Where does it look Grandma is preparing food on the table alone, then where is Shasa? the question has been filling Raihan's head ever since he opened his eyes.

"For Grandma?"

Sapa Raihan to the grandmother then sat in the chair opposite the grandmother who was applying chocolate jam on the bread that had just come out of the toaster.

"Hmmm"

"Shasa where's grandma?" Finally the sentence was uttered after circling in his head

"Byeah! isn't Shasa not coming home since last night?" replied Grandma with a face full of astonishment

Okay, Raihan calm yourself down! maybe Shasa is out of the house for a while and will definitely go home when the business is done.

Raihan thought positively so as not to worry too much about his wife. After all, Shasa was a wife not a pet, so it was natural that she wanted to get out of the house to breathe fresh air.

But Raihan's brain rejects all positive thinking. Right now it was just a huge feeling of anxiety and worry, given the incident last night where Shasa was drunk and beat up a foreign man, it was fortunate that the man did not report Shasa.

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Meanwhile, in another place precisely on the outskirts of a quiet city, a woman with her friend the man is challenging death with all the courage they have.

DOR'S!

DOR'S!

DOR!!

"Van! protect me, I'll attack the boss brengs*k those who betrayed us!" said Shasa gasping.

Evan and Shasa run towards a black car and take shelter there to make the body of the car as a shield. Not wrong Shasa chose a car with steel material can be used for urgent business as it is today.

"Sha, let me attack you! You protect me!!" Evan remains focused on shooting at some of the men tasked with killing himself and Shasa.

DORR!!

On target, almost one of them wanted to shoot Evan in the head as the main target, but Shasa first knew it.

Shasa shoots back before the man shoots Evan in the head because Shasa will never let that happen.

"Akh shit!"

Bumpat a man before he finally died covered in his own blood, until the bush that had been used as a hiding place was covered with fresh blood.

While behind the car that is used as a shield there are about twenty people who are ready to launch hot lead on Shasa and Evan. If you count them back more than Shasa and Evan who are just two.

"DANGERS!! ALL THIS IS BECAUSE OF THAT CRAZY GUY"

Shasa shouted as loud as possible and then turned to face the group of big-bodied men holding firearms, a cynical look filled with anger he sighed at them.

"Miss you should go home and make up your face to make it more beautiful" said a man accompanied by the naughtiness of the front, a person who is only about five meters from where Shasa stands.

DORR!!

Only a second later the man was already lying on the ground, his life was drifting due to his own words

"Do you try?"

Challenge Shasa to those who are still silent because of Shasa's actions just now. Evan's? the boy was not surprised by the behavior of his best friend and boss this one. It didn't take long for about an hour for Evan and Shasa to take down Mr.'s men. Fi

Inside was a man sitting on a wooden chair, his hands and feet tied with iron chains. Only the sound of the wind accompanied him in silence.

Thanks to Evan, the young man can sit sweetly waiting for his death to pick up, because before Mr. Fi tries to escape after seeing his men killed one by one in the hands of a Shasa, one of his colleagues.

Shortly afterwards there were footsteps approaching where he was sitting, which was right in the middle of a dark warehouse, only a little light appeared through the roof that had been broken inedible time.

BRAAAK!!

The barn door was immediately broken due to a kick from a woman carrying a rifle. Mr.Fi narrowed his eyes because the light from outside made the woman's face not visible.

"Good morning dear Mr.Fi?"

"Miss Queensha!"

It was a surprise to see the man he had deceived about the illegal arms business.

"You surprised?"

Shasa let out a wretched laugh for a while then slapped the cunning man hard in front of him

THE PLAQUE!

Only a voice left from Mr. Fi after a loud slap floated up against his left cheek. But it made him laugh as if laughing at a slap from Shasa.

"HAA HAAA HAAA" Instantly the old barn was just filled with the sound of laughter from Mr. Fi

"It's so sweet that you Miss, wearing a shirt with two buttons open on top, want to tease me?" said Mr.Fi with a blink of one eye

Yep it was true that after Evan called her in the morning blind, Shasa rushed to Headquarters to meet with Evan in person, after hearing Mr.Fi's rotten plans betray the illegal arms deal from Shasa's Mafia gang.

It turns out that it is true Mr.Fi plans to report to state security by buying illegal weapons as evidence.

"Oh yeah? am I that sweet?"

Suddenly Shasa sat on Mr.'s lap. The severe Fi of Shasa's springy fingers has been crawling to feel the chest of the field belonging to Mr. The Fi that was still wrapped by the black suit

"You're so sweet of any woman I've ever seen!"

It turns out that the sentence just thrown from Mr.Fi's mouth increasingly makes Shasa unfazed, Shasa opened the suit owned by the man in front of him and slowly opened one by one buttons shirt worn by Mr.Fi

Mr.Fi also suddenly closed his eyes enjoying a touch of fingers flick on the chest of his field without a single barrier.

But in the next second the tingly and pleasant sensation mixed with the pain he felt. But the longer the sensation of pain is more dominant than other flavors.

How surprised Mr. Fi after opening his eyes, the first thing he saw was a sharp knife dancing on the chest of his pride field.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING JAL*NG!"

Shouted Mr. Fi while distancing his body from Shasa who began to stab, tear, and skin his chest.

Maybe Shasa should get an award because his abstract works are always beautiful to look at and also have a natural red color not made in textiles or chemistry.

"SHAASA! LO NGAPAIN! get down from there!"

Shasa who felt his name was called looked back where a straight man who looked tired.

Eh buset ni son why use me ngelarang I all?

Evan rounded his mouth after Shasa came down from the lap of the young man who was moaning in pain, yes the sturdy man who looked tired was Evan.

Hearing the screams from inside the warehouse made him anxious if Shasa had been hurt, but this what was he trying to see?

Wow wow, tomorrow I must recommend Shasa to change his profession like, Shasa pantes ga mafia, Shasa more pantes become an artist.

Evan shook his head looking at Shasa's flat expression that seemed like nothing had happened, I don't know what his best friend had done?

Evan pulled out a gun from behind his back, which did not escape Shasa's sight

DORR!

One shot Mr. Fi has now changed to 'The late Mr. Fi's'

Actually Shasa wanted to be angry because the game was stopped by Evan, but he could not vent his anger because suddenly the darkness came to him and only heard his name called by Evan sayup-sayup.

"Ra-Raihan" said Shasa stammered before he collapsed on the dirty floor in the old warehouse.