Mafia Queen Married to Ustadz

Spaghetti alle vongole

When Raihan came out of the bathroom and was complete with his clothes, Shasa changed into his special dressing.

After finishing his bathing ritual, Shasa began to wear one by one his clothes including the thigh holster earlier along with two pistols and several knives.

The time is very fitting, when out of the bathroom a waiters deliver food and drinks ordered by Raihan earlier.

After Shasa and Raihan had finished their breakfast, they planned to take a walk around the hotel where they were staying.

"Darling, how many children do you have?" raihan asked as he clenched his hand, fearing that Shasa was lost in the crowd.

"According to His will" Shasa replied lightly, I don't know being a mother would feel strange and of course also very dangerous for his son later. A child of the Mafia Queen, that child will be very valuable and special to Shasa.

Shasa smiled at the thought of her son replacing her. If his son was going to be the Mafia King and if his daughter was a girl it would definitely be like him.

But what about Raihan? would the man be willing to make himself the mother of his children, if he found out that he was a Mafia Queen.

Shasa's steps began to slow down, his tail glancing towards the man wearing sunglasses not far from him.

"Raihan hpku miss I take a minute huh?" shasa's permission let go of his hand, then turned around and quickly followed the person.

When the man was unaware of Shasa's whereabouts, Shasa quickly grabbed him by the hand and dragged him to a quiet place that was certainly free from CCTV cameras.

"Say who told you to follow me?" shasa asked in a foreign language, the man looked frightened but still silenced his mouth.

"Say or accept the consequences!" threaten Shasa once again.

"I didn't mean to hurt you, a woman paid me to tail you"

"Who?"

"I really don't know, please forgive me"

Shasa let go of her hand, letting the man leave her in a hurry. Shasa's tapered fingers clenched, displaying his whitened fingers.

Suddenly someone clasped his fist, Shas looked up at the person who dared to hold his hand.

"Diehan?"

"Yes"

"When are you here?" shasa asked, waiting for a reply from Raihan, the man smiled and replied.

"Since then"

Shasa was silent, if Raihan had followed him since then Raihan knew everything he was talking about with the man earlier.

The expression on Raihan's face seemed mediocre, in contrast to Shasa who was like a thief who was caught stealing.

"I know, you're a great woman, a woman who can take care of herself, but here's me you can count on" Raihan said, holding Shasa's hands and kissing her.

"I'll investigate who the boss of the man was, so take it easy, we enjoy this Honeymoon as best we can"

Shasa smiled then nodded happily. Look at how an Ustadz calmed his wife's heart, Shasa was so lucky to be in this position.

The sun began to rise, shining on the earth with its warm rays. Shasa and Raihan are always smiling along the way, they discuss things that are actually useless, but that is what keeps their relationship well maintained.

"Raihan, Raihan, look at what looks like good food" Shasa tugged at Shasa's arm as she dragged the man to walk faster.

Raihan chuckles to see his wife turn childish, but still Raihan complies with Shasa's invitation to eat at the typical city restaurant in his massage now.

After a few minutes of waiting, Shasa and Raihan's order finally arrived. Two Spaghetti alle vongole along with drinks and desserts.

Shasa smiled at his Spaghetti alle vongole, Spaghetti sprinkled with shells that looked very delicious in Shasa's eyes.

"Yes......" Raihan thrusts a spaghetti roll mixed with shells at the end of the fork.

Shasa happily opened his mouth, receiving a bribe from Raihan. The natural sweetness of the shellfish adds to its Spaghetti flavor.

After spending lunch together, Shasa and Raihan continue their journey to find unique things in this city.

Soon Raihan's mobile phone vibrates indicating that the time of Dhuhur Prayer has arrived. Raihan invites Shasa to return to the hotel because around here there is rarely a place of worship for Muslims.

***

"Good, good view from here" said Shasa as he sipped his warm tea.

Raihan nodded in agreement to the sentence that had just been spoken by Shasa, after they had performed the Dhuhur Prayer then relaxed until Ashar and now they were watching the city view from the eleven balcony, where their room was located.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Shasa is eager to call Evan and ask if things are okay or not. Handling the various enemies is not easy, Shasa is worried if Evan why-why when fighting against their enemies.

"Where do you want to go after this?" tanya Raihan disperse Shasa's daydreams.

"Guild up" Shasa replied accordingly, at the moment his mood is not very good. It's up to Raihan to take her where, as long as there's a chance to call Evan and ask him how he's doing.

It turns out that Shasa's allegations are wrong, after the Isya Prayer, Raihan did not invite him to go anywhere. Rather dinner on the balcony accompanied by a breath of fresh wind.

Shasa smiled getting romantic surprises like this, all his life there was never such a thing as romantic. His life used to be filled with tense and dangerous actions, which made his adrenaline rise and that is what is called life according to Shasa first.

"Grazie" said Raihan friendly while giving tips to waiters who clean up the rest of the romantic dinner.

Their show continued by watching TV in the local language which of course Raihan and Shasa understood.

They seem very compatible, giving opinions about what they watch and then laughing at the end, because consciously has discussed things that are not too important.

***

Two hours passed...

Shasa's heartbeat felt like a drum played by ball fans, racing and irregular.

Whether he gets a dangerous disease or because he thinks tonight is the night Raihan will get himself completely.

Shasa was agitated, pacing indistinctly waiting for Raihan who was bathing. Obviously after this replace him who will take a bath and remove the holster along with a weapon that has been attached sweetly to his thighs since this morning.

It is impossible right, when Raihan opened the dress instead featuring his knife and gun in the thigh holster that he was wearing.

The bathroom door opened, Raihan came out using only a medium towel wrapped around his waist. As Raihan rested his wet hair back, Shasa gulped. Raihan's movements just now seemed to turn into slow motion movements in Shasa's eyes.

The chest of the stocky field, the water from the dripping hair soaks into the white chest that is sixpack-shaped, although not too visible. Shasa gulped his saliva slowly, closed his eyes for a moment then acted as usual.

Raihan walked closer and closer, until he finally arrived right in front of Shasa who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"You don't have to take a shower" said Raihan, tucking in Shasa's messy hair.

Shasa looked up at Raihan's netra in his eyes then shook his head.

"When you take a shower, I don't?" shasa's protest moved his lips. Raihan smiled not wanting to waste this moment.

The cup!

Shasa's eyes widened in surprise when Raihan kissed her lips without cueing. Once Raihan slowly pushes Shasa's body to lie down, Shasa only complies with Raihan's wishes.

Raihan pierced Shasa's body, stared at his wife's pretty eyes then down a small but sharp nose. Until finally it ends on their lips belonging to Shasa who seduces.

While Shasa smiled looking at Raihan's face that looked very handsome when viewed from this close distance.

Almost, almost their lips meet but something stops Raihan.

Drrrrrrrrrt Drrrrrrrrrrt

Raihan rolled his eyes panted and then looked back at Shasa's face, the woman just raised her eyebrows in a gesture to pick up the phone first. Raihan nodded then took his cell phone from the table and lifted it on the balcony.

Shasa just sat quietly watching Raihan babbling with his interlocutor. The man was initially surprised and panicked and turned off the phone unilaterally.

"What's wrong?" shasa asked as Raihan panicked and unpacked his suitcase to look for a change of clothes.

"Nothing, I'll be out for a minute, take good care of yourself and don't get out of the room!" Tell Raihan while wearing his change of clothes in a hurry.

"I love you" Pamit Raihan before the door closed.

"I love you too" replied Shasa slowly then walking towards the balcony.

Two hours passed, the time showed at eleven o'clock in the evening but Raihan had not returned. Shasa who was tired of waiting on the balcony decided to look for Raihan. Shasa had called the man many times but the result was nil, there was no answer at all.

Shasa took the cardigan out of his suitcase and then he put it on, the cold here is enough to make human ice cubes. Shasa stepped out waiting for the elevator to open and was going to look for Raihan on the ground floor.

When the elevator opened, there were three middle-aged women, and one man. Shasa entered politely then waited for his turn to descend to the ground floor. A few minutes later left a middle-aged woman who wanted to go to the second floor.

"Ciao, buonanotte, solo sei? o insieme ad altri tuoi amici?" asked the woman kindly with a very thick accent.

"Oh ciao, sono qui con mio marito" Shasa replied kindly, The woman asks if Shasa is alone or together with her friend. Shasa answered honestly that she was here with Raihan, her husband.

The two of them had a small talk until they had to separate because they had reached the second floor, while Shasa would look for Raihan on the ground floor.

"Dai, prendi un caffe in camera mia per un momento" Invite the woman to invite Shasa to have coffee in her room. Shasa initially refuses but as she is also bored, Shasa finally agrees to the woman's request.

Twenty minutes passed, it turned out that after talking the woman was a wife whose husband left her working out of town. Shasa also said that she was lucky to be able to marry a man like Raihan.

"Arrivederci" Shasa waved her hand and said goodbye to the woman, hoping to meet one day.

As Shasa passes through one of the rooms whose door is open, Shasa overhears someone using the language he uses everyday.

Out of curiosity Shasa approached the half-opened room, slowly and carefully not to make a sound.

Shasa peered inside trying to see who was inside.

Right at that moment with his own eyes, Shasa saw a man overlapping a woman's body.

His heart felt like it was running around in the chest cavity, his breathing was hunting, his forehead appeared a thousand wrinkles, and his eyes were shedding tears. But his lips are smiling.

Shasa turned her body around then laughed softly, laughing at her stupid self.