Mafia Queen Married to Ustadz

Roses

Four days later

Four days passed but still the man covered up his lie. When asked 'Where were you yesterday?' the man casually replied 'Where am I?'

A person who lies will surely lie again to cover up his first lie, and so on.

"Why is your passport on my dresser?"

"Yes, maybe the passport has legs"

"Where were you yesterday?"

"Where am I really going?"

Questions answered with questions. It may be that only a fool does not know that a question answered with a question is the hallmark of a lie.

Shasa pursed his forehead slowly while closing his eyes. It's been two days ago he did not go to work, of course a lot of work is piling up at his desk now.

But how else, after his return from Italy the woman fell ill and was required to rest completely. All day just sleeping while thinking about how to find the whereabouts of the killer of both parents.

The answer she got from Carrie wasn't enough to get her next clue.

Unfinished with the problem of the killer of his parents, this time Shasa must mess with Raihan who lies and secretly follows him to Italy.

How did Shasa know?

Of course by bribing security officers to show the night of the incident where he felt someone was fighting outside his room.

No doubt the two men who fought on the doorstep of his room were Raihan and Evan.

Worse when Evan was asked, 'Who was the same last night?' the man shook his head and replied that he was not with anyone.

Because of that, Shasa forbids Evan to visit him, Shasa is upset with Evan for not speaking honestly. The same is true for Raihan who also chose to lie.

Two men who are both cowardly, thought Shasa cursed Evan and Raihan.

"Darling, breakfast yuk"

Shasa turned to find Raihan standing on the doorstep of the room. Just a nod of his head that he gave to agree to the man's invitation.

He was still very upset and even, Raihan acted as if the man had done nothing. Though it was obvious the man was lying and Shasa knew his lie.

Shasa POVs

Boring, that's the only sentence that's very precise to explain how I'm doing right now. Just lie on your back, tilt to the right, then to the left.

After breakfast this morning there is no other activity that I do. Actually, my fever has decreased since last night, even now I feel better and can be said to be cured.

But what was my day when Grandma and Raihan forced me to keep resting.

Eating and drinking were fed and even just wanting to go to the bathroom they both forced me to call them to help me walk.

Funny, they think I'm a toddler?

Tok tok tok tok

The sound of the door rippled my daydream, no need to wait long I told you to come in. At best, Grandma, there is no way Raihan because the man had left for work two hours ago.

"Loh, you're doing this!"

My mouth spontaneously opened when I saw the person who entered it was Evan. The one whose face I don't want to see right now.

"You want to swim, you want to come?" evan replied while putting the hand he carried on the bed beside my body lying helpless. It's not just acting to make Evan feel sorry for me.

"I hurt Van's body" I complained as I rubbed my tail with no tears at all.

"Yaudah here I massage, use plus-plus service well"

"Lunatic lunatic!!"

BUGH!

The man grimaced as he held onto his arm that I had just given a raw bogem. Just feel it, who told me to laugh in the middle of my unstable mood.

"Jeez Sha, in vain I came here if the end can be boxing from Elo" said Evan snorted annoyed and turned around, maybe Evan was angry. Might as well.

"Office, you think I don't have a job?" he answered, then his body was completely lost behind the door. Now I am alone in this boring room.

Ah yes rather than just lying down, I better take a walk to the back of the house. Grandma said there has been planted with various flowers, it is enough to clear the mind.

Sounds strange because actually I can rarely even be said to never step on the ground behind the house I occupy.

Chequelek

My bedroom door closed as slowly as possible so as not to make a sound that could bring Grandma into my room.

Phyuuuh,

Grandma did not hear the sound of my closed door squealing. I saw once again the old woman, sitting on her back in front of the TV with a jar of potato chips in her hand.

Fresh air burst out after my front door opened, as if it had just come out of a stuffy room that locked me away for two days.

I chose to barefoot so I could feel the fresh green grass when I stepped on it. It was really fun, the pointy grass shoots as if they were poking at the soles of my feet.

It only took a few steps I got to the back of the house. It's true what Grandma said the other day. A wide variety of flowers thrive with insects passing by on them.

I approached the flower, the smell was immediately smelled even though I was still far from the flowers were planted.

One rose I picked and then inhaled the fragrance. Ah, it feels like it has not held a rose with a stem like this.

Funny thing is, I didn't realize that the thorn in my strand that I was now holding had caused my index finger to bleed. It was the same color as the rose I was holding.

This rose had a thousand soothing beauties, but it had secretly injured me without my knowledge. I even realized that this rose had many thorns on it, but again it was covered with beautiful petals.

"Shaaaa!"

I heard Grandma's voice calling out loud. The old woman now realized that I was no longer in the room.

"Shasa behind Nek's house" I answered no less loudly with Grandma's voice earlier.

"Hurry in! you'll be sick again how______,"

Ah again Grandma sounded grumbling with my actual condition has improved.

Rather than hearing Grandma's chatter for much longer, I chose to go in and calm down Grandma who might be worried about me.

Very slowly I stepped on the outer edge of the house wall, my steps were heavy as if I did not want to leave here.

The rose I picked up was still faithfully in my left hand. Although the duration occasionally makes me grimace but the red petals bewitch me to keep holding it.

I know I'm like a fool for letting my hand hurt just because of a rose that looks beautiful and awesome.

Dak!

Wait up! I felt something different when the ground I was treading made a strange sound. Hellow, whether or not the ground being stepped on can make a sound like wood.

My eyes are wide open, I am so stupid right now.

I stepped on it once more to ascertain whether my hearing was in trouble or indeed the voice was indeed real.

Dak! dak!

Twice my feet stepped on the ground which was immediately flat because I used full power.

It turns out that behind the flat land, there is something that resembles wood but brown because the ground is flat on it.

I leaned over to see more clearly, my hand outstretched to pry at the flat ground earlier.

I had just touched the ground, but the thorn of the rose stalk I was holding pierced the flesh of my left palm.

"Shaaaa!"

Spontaneously I stood up, Grandma's voice managed to surprise me.

"Yes Grandma!" I said then threw the damn rose in any direction. I can't stand the durinya that always poked my palm.

"Amazing but also frightening" I murmured slowly as I stepped away from the backyard.