Mafia Queen Married to Ustadz

Was-was Feelings

A man in the middle of busy work was suddenly silent, his concentration was lost when his big hand touched a small frame on his desk.

The man rubbed a picture of a beautiful woman that drove him mad half to death. The woman who managed to arouse the cruel nature that she had long been quieting. The first woman to make him go crazy is an obsession with love.

The man who is none other than Raihan stared at the nanar photo of Shasa who is now only a shadow in his life. His past foolishness made him lose the woman he loved so much.

When he was at the lowest point in his life, there was no one to accompany him. Evan hates her even more, even hating himself.

Everything that happens is because of his own fault. No matter how hard he tried to remove the mistake from his mind, the greater the guilt that languished in his heart.

The five prayers that became his duty now rarely he did. There was such great shame when his body prostrated itself on the prayer mat.

His old life slowly begins to return to him, the alcohol he has not touched for years is now one of the tranquilizers of his heart when guilt arises haunting him.

Especially when remembering Grandma died of illness after knowing her favorite granddaughter-in-law died in her hands, her guilt grew.

Now living alone and living without feeling, suicidal thoughts had crossed his head several times. But he also realized suicide would not make the problem just fine.

If time could have spun back seven years.

***

"Whoah"

The little girl was amazed at the sight of the city she had just seen for the first time. The girl was not even stopping to gulp towards the outside of the windshield of the car she was riding in.

Meanwhile, Shasa who sat beside Allin looked inversely proportional to her daughter. The look on his face was a little anxious with a sweat as big as a corn seed on his forehead.

The country that he left seven years ago is now back he visited and while again he will occupy. For the sake of the mission that Alan offered him he was willing to fight his trauma.

His heart skipped a beat from getting off the plane, a feeling of anxiety that made him want to return to Europe immediately. But his work prevents him from going home immediately, let alone seeing Allin's cheerful face that makes him heartless if he has to disappoint his daughter.

The taxi ride by the mother and son arrived in front of the fence of a modern minimalist house with two floors. Shasa paid for the taxi he was riding and then dropped two large suitcases from the trunk.

From outside the large gate that surrounds the modern house can be seen clearly, the yard of the house is quite spacious filled with flowers and a large tree in front of it.

A moment later suddenly a middle-aged man with a young woman behind him approached Shasa and Allin who were preparing to drag the large suitcase he was carrying.

"Good day, is this with Miss Reline?"

Allin who realized there was a middle-aged calling another name his mother, the girl pulled the clothes worn by Shasa until the woman realized there was someone else near her.

"Sorry about Miss Reline?" The middle-aged man repeated his question with a warm smile that made Shasa feel a little uneasy.

"Yes, I'm alone"

Haha funny isn't it? his own name he forgot about it. It's nothing but Shasa's call is already attached to her.

Now there is no woman named Queensha Zeline, the poor woman was killed seven years ago and now there is only Shakia Reline. With the same person but with a different identity.

The middle-aged man asked Shasa to talk for a while and then opened the gate with the key he was carrying.

After entering the house he rented, the middle-aged man who owned the house took Shasa to walk around for a while. It shows the rooms inside and gives a little explanation to Shasa.

"Thank you"

Shasa returned the signed letter to the woman who had joined the middle-aged man of the house.

"Hopefully stay here" the middle-aged man said before leaving the rented house to Shasa.

When he returned to the house, Shasa smiled warmly to see the face of his daughter who was asleep in the sofa because of fatigue. Shasa kissed Allin's forehead briefly before lifting his daughter's small body into her sling.

Shasa opened the room door on the upper floor, placed Allin's body on the bed and then covered her. There is a little pity to see the child just wayangnya grow up without the figure of a father.

But is it better not to have a father than to let his only daughter know how cruel her real father is.

Some men have proposed to him to replace the figure of Allin's biological father, even once Alan also offered himself as a replacement for Allin's father. But Shasa chose to raise Allin alone, becoming a mother as well as a father.

As Shasa was laying down beside Allin, she planned to stay in the city for about four months, or after she finished her work she would soon return to Europe.

When Shasa almost fell asleep the feeling of anxiety attacked him again. His eyes opened again, his tiredness changed with worry.

What if he met a man in his past?

Shasa exhaled slowly as he closed his eyes. Inevitably he had to shake off his fear. His work had not yet begun, his trauma had filled his entire head.

This country is very large, after all, now he is in a city far from the city he used to live in. How could he possibly meet that vile man.