Mafia Queen Married to Ustadz

Dinner

Prangs!

"Welloooooo!"

Shasa's footsteps hurried down the stairs, hearing the commotion on the floor under his heart grow alarmed. The woman was afraid that something happened to the princess.

"Oh my God, what are you doing, baby?"

The sweet girl in front of him was grinning with a spatula in his right hand. The oversized red apron also hung on her neck. The boy used a chair so that his height could match the set of kitchen in front of him.

"Mama's not angry, is she?"

"Of course Mama's angry!"

Allin's cheerful face turned sad after hearing the reply from her Mother. The spatula that he had been holding now he put it back on the pan half of which was almost charred.

Oh my god there is this kid!

Shasa let out a sigh and approached Allin, holding the six-year-old.

"It should be that if Allin wants to learn to cook, call Mama let someone else. Mama is not angry really, Mama is worried that Allin to why"

The release of a hug from his mother, his tiny lips pursed with a sad facial expression.

"But Mama seemed busy again, Allin did not want to bother Mama just because of Allin's stomach laper"

Shasa's heart was truly touched, how could his sinful self be bestowed with a little princess who loved him so much. If he had really aborted her in the past, he would have regretted it for the rest of his life.

Allin's life must have been so unlucky to have a Mother like her, ever since the child was born she only had a little time to play together. Rarely did he make his daughter smile. Moreover, his work that was so dangerous made Allin the only weak point, it made Allin always in a dangerous state.

The girl's feelings must have been even more painful from living without knowing who her real father was. There was Alan who always acted as if he was replacing his father, but the girl knew Alan was not his real father. Even if Alan treated him like his own son, Allin kept his curiosity about who his father was, how his father looked and why his father never saw him once.

"Ma, Mama why?"

Shasa smiled as the little fingers rubbed her cheeks gently. Aaah who tried whose heart did not melt because of the sincerity of this little girl.

Crew crew

"Oops, whose stomach is it ringing?"

"It's Allin's stomach, Allin is now a laper. How is Mama"

Shasa thinned her lips hearing Allin's reply, for some reason she felt to be incompetent as a Mother. To fill her empty stomach alone must try to cook for herself, what kind of mother she is.

"Well, how about we have dinner out?"

"Yes Ma, wait for Allin to change"

Allin quickly took off the red apron she used then handed it to her Mama. The girl carefully got down from the chair she was riding on earlier. Before running towards the stairs, Allin stuck her tongue out at Shasa.

***

Allin's grip was so strong on Shasa's hand, the little girl was afraid that Mama was far away from her. Dozens of people passing by in front of him made Allin feel even more afraid of losing track of Shasa.

"Allin, Mama's hands sweat if Allin continues to hold Mama's hands rich gini"

"But later if Allin released his hand Mama, how if Allin can not follow in his steps Mama"

The girl looked at her mother with an unhappy look. The more his hand grips the moan so that his mother can not let go.

"Here's my mommy"

As Shasa's hand was about to touch Allin's waist, the boy suddenly brushed off his mother's hand.

"Allin gamau carried by Ma, ashamed of Allin is already big. Allin must also be heavy, Mama will be tired if the sling Allin continues"

Shasa sighed again, the woman was not out of thought with the mindset of Allin who was much more mature than her age of six. After all, this was also his own fault, taking his daughter to a fancy restaurant. It is not surprising that this restaurant has so many visitors.

***

"Misha hurry!"

A man repeatedly looked at the circular watch on his wrist. The man's expression did not look so happy.

Almost half an hour passed and the damn woman he was waiting for had not yet revealed her nose. If only the woman was not important in her show tonight, she would not hesitate to leave him.

Just as Evan was about to open his mouth again, a woman came down from the stairs with the sound of her high heels echoing. Evan's eyes were fixated on the woman now. But Evan's gaze was not a look of admiration, it was a look of sadness.

If that woman were Shasa, her life would be very happy.

"What did you do for hours Misha! you're making me late!"

"I spent hours and hours trying to keep your good name Evan, the woman who walks beside you must look beautiful and graceful instead of a cheap woman"

Evan smiled faintly at the sentence Misha had just said. The woman was indirectly praising herself.

"Whatever you look like, you'll never be able to replace her"

Misha's hands clenched tightly, again Evan spoke of the dead woman.

"It's a pity that she's dead, jala*g lady seems to deserve to die!"

Plaque!

Misha held onto her cheek that had just been slapped by the man in front of her. He really didn't expect Evan to slap him just because of that nala*g woman. How special is that woman to make Evan crazy about her.

"Once again you say something bad about him, I won't hesitate to kill you!"