Mafia Queen Married to Ustadz

Bullet

The time showed at ten o'clock in the night, Shasa tried several times to fall asleep but his eyes never closed.

The woman chose to get up from her sleeping position, take her clothes from the closet and then change her pajamas with a black dress that she just took.

The dress that Shasa now wears is not an ordinary long dress. But a tight sleeveless dress that can only close her legs to the knees.

Her hair she let loose while for makeup, Shasa did not polish anything on her face at all.

After feeling his appearance was worthy to wear, Shasa wore high heels as high as ten centimeters. Don't forget to bring a fancy bag in his left hand.

Shasa opened the door of his room slowly, afraid of waking the occupants at Headquarters. But the assumption was wrong, after descending from the second floor Shasa even found his men were gathering.

"Why aren't you sleeping?"

Inevitably Shasa had to greet them, even with a flat voice that was not at all pleasant to hear by the ears.

"Our weapons availability is starting to deplete the Boss" replied one of them. Shasa simply nodded then stepped back past the group of his men.

Not yet five steps, his men who had answered his question now called out to him. Make Shasa stop and look back.

"Where are you going?"

Hearing the question from his men, Shasa just silently stared at the subordinate flatly.

Oh my gosh, maybe in this world Shasa is the only Mafia Queen who thinks of her subordinates like her own.

But that is what makes Shasa feel comfortable and can get along easily with his men who are on average older than him.

***

Shasa got out of his car and stepped into a place he hadn't been to for a long time. Just one foot into the room, the smell of alcohol instantly burst into his breathing cavity.

"Hi's pretty?"

Shasa smiled at the greeting from the foreign man she had just passed by.

Two hours Shasa was there but this time Shasa was determined not to get drunk and he actually did.

When Shasa wanted to take a sip of her drink, her gaze unintentionally saw a body silhouette similar to her husband's posture. Shasa chuckled softly then took a sip of his drink.

But after really seeing clearly that that person was Raihan. Shasa stomped his glass hard then picked up his bag and got up from his seat.

Shasa slowly started to approach towards Raihan. Ascertaining whether the man is really in a place that should not be stepped on by the class-mate ustadz Raihan.

"What's going on here?"

Shasa looked at Raihan's face flat. Now he no longer looks up to face Raihan directly. His ten-cent high heels actually made his height almost equal the height of Raihan.

"What are you doing here?" Raihan wanted to hug Shasa but the woman took a step back making Raihan fall silent again.

"Sorry wrong person" Shasa turned her body but her hand was first held by Raihan.

"We're solving this problem as adults"

Shasa wanted to refuse but again Raihan managed to pull it.

***

"Deliver!"

"We finish it at home"

"No!"

Shasa stomped his right hand hard so that the hand of Raihan holding him came off.

"Gue can't go back to Lo's house anymore!"

"My house is your home"

Shasa smiled cynically then turned to immediately leave the man who was currently messing with his thoughts.

"Grandma doesn't want to think of me as her granddaughter if you don't come back home"

Shasa paused for a moment then turned his body backwards.

"It's none of my business!"

Raihan sneered at the words spoken by Shasa.

"Can't you just be childish?"

What, childish? hoooo how can kids be Mafia Queen.

Some people who passed by began to pay attention to the debate between the couple. Shasa knew it was not good but he also could not accept Raihan's request.

"Don't embarrass yourself, we're going home now"

Shasa was about to refuse but an unpleasant sound was heard by his sense of hearing.

"Hey you two! nor is it ashamed to fight in public places"

"Two? heh basic guy g__,"

Not yet finished saying his sentence, Shasa had already been pulled away from the place by Raihan.

"I can't go home with this look" Shasa said, turning his eyes in another direction.

"There's a change of clothes in the car"

***

Prak!

Shasa snorted in annoyance, his belongings falling while he was still busy wearing a change of clothes in Raihan's car.

The man wouldn't let her change anywhere else. Reason that it is not safe if a woman changes her clothes in a crowded place.

"Basic useless!" Shasa complained annoyed when his hand did not reach his fallen cellphone.

When Shasa almost reached his cellphone, a cylindrical object with a pointed tip rolled right beside his cellphone.

Shasa rushed to reach for his cellphone, not forgetting the item he had just seen.

Shasa's interested lips displayed a strange thin smile. The golden-coloured thing he was currently holding was not his and Shasa was sure of it, as he had never used this kind of bullet.

"This what?" Shasa shows the bullet he found to Raihan who just got into the car.

Raihan showed a strange gait, the man looked at Shasa with a hard to interpret look.

"Where are you from?" asked Raihan without answering any questions from Shasa earlier.

"Can't answer my question first! what's this?"

The man straightened his back then looked at Shasa flatly as he said,

"It's a Bullet"

"Why are there bullets in your car?" shasa still looked at Raihan suspiciously.

"Because__,"

"Because this bullet is yours! isn't she?" said Shasa who made Raihan look more nervous.

"Well, sure enough, I might have a bullet" the man forced to smile.

Not wanting to be a new debate, Shasa got out of Raihan's car and got into his own car.

***

This is where Shasa is now, in front of a modern minimalist house he left behind this morning. And now he's back in the early hours.

"Come down and don't make a fuss" Raihan said as Shasa removed her sealtbelt.

"I mean, if I come to this house__,"

"Come on Sha, it's not good for two in the morning if you start a debate"

Shasa frowned, what? since when did Raihan behave as if he was the beginning of a fight.

"Then I went back to Evan's house" said Shasa wanted to wear his sealtbelt but was prevented by Raihan.

"Sorry, come down"

When Shasa got out of the car suddenly his body was left sideways making Raihan become anxious and worried about him.

"You're okay?"

"I just want to rest"

"All right"

Raihan opened the door of the house followed by Shasa from behind, his goal was to clarify the problem is now changed because his body is not strong to be invited to debate.