MAFIA SI CASANOVA'S

New Residential

Sekhu contacts Shirkan to bring Naima to a modest housing estate.

" But sir, why did Miss Naima have to move?". Shirkan shouted behind the phone.

" It's Kirana's wish, as my atonement for her mistakes." Sekhu's words then made Shirkan understand.

"Okay, sir, I'll do it."

Sekhu closed his call then looked at Kirana who was asleep after taking his medicine, heavy once Sekhu had to let Naima die.

" What's wrong with me, why does it feel so hard to make Naima leave the house and separate from me." Inner Sekhu.

Sekhu stared at his wedding photo with Naima that was sent by Maryam a few days ago, a flower growing so quickly inside him without him noticing.

" i can't fall in love with her, can't all this be wrong." Gumam Sekhu lirih turned off his phone.

" Naima why you're circling my head, I don't know what you're doing.."

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Shirkan knocked on the door of Sekhu's private room.

" Yes a minute.." Pekik Naima hurriedly put on her clothes after bathing.

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" Sir Shirkan, what's wrong?" Naima looked at the smiling Shirkan.

" I'm sorry to bother Miss Naima, but you're asking me to take you to your new home right now." Shirkan said a little heartless.

" New house, Sekhu kicked me out?"

" No miss, not driving away but the master only moved the lady to the house that belonged to Mr. Sekhu who had long since been left."

" But why sir Shirkan, is he going to divorce me for causing trouble with nonya Kirana?"

" It's all Kirana miss's request, Mr. Sekhu promised to do whatever it takes to make amends."

Naima breathed heavily as she had to leave from Sekhu's house, although she would only move to a place where she would not meet Kirana.

She should be happy not to have to see and confront the evil Kirana, but Naima is sad that Sekhu chose to grant Kirana's request.

" Miss Kirana, miss there is no need to think badly of anything. Just trust me, Sekhu only wants to do what's best for you."

" I'll get ready, wait a minute Shirkan."

Shirkan nodded then waited for Naima in front of her room door.

" Naima remember, you're not the mistress here you have to be self-conscious." Naima put some clothes in the suitcase.

Naima pulls the sling bag she used to use that contains the phone and also the card Sekhu gave her that has not been touched in the slightest.

" Huft spirit.." Naima muttered leaving Sekhu's room.

" It's ready, miss, come on.." Shirkan looked at Naima.

Shirkan carried Naima's suitcase down the stairs slowly with a feeling of pity seeing the young girl who had a life that was not good.

" So Naima, where are you going?" Pekik Maryam saw Naima and Shirkan carrying a suitcase.

" Sister is leaving." Naima.

" What problem, first brother.. Sir Shirkan where are you going to take Naima's suitcase?"

" We will go to the old house of Mr. Sekhu miss, the beautiful cottage complex miss."

Maryam was surprised how her sister had her own wife living in the simple compound.

" So Sekhu is not fair, anyway brother Naima stay here I will contact brother Sekhu.."

" Wait Maryam, master Sekhu is not doing well at the moment so let it be. I don't care where to stay.." Naima held Maryam's hand that was covering Sekhu.

" But brother.."

" Maryam, this is your sister's apology to Kirana. I can't refuse her at all, all this is also because of my presence they quarreled."

" Sister..."

" It's afternoon I have to go, take good care of yourself Maryam. Let's go Shirkan.."

" Okay, miss Maryam, excuse me.."

Maryam stomps her feet in annoyance as her brother's black car leaves the house carrying Naima to her new home.

Naima Mekaju's car left Sekhu's house which seemed quiet in Naima's car just silently staring at the deserted streets that afternoon.

Naima stared at her silent cell phone no notifications or calls from Sekhu who questioned her about him, again the song of the woman's eyes was watery and dewy.

Shirkan looked at Naima silently unbeknownst to Naima, Shirkan was saddened to see the poor girl. He was sold by his mother and trapped in sometimes a wild lion.

Now that he must suffer even more, whether the plan God is preparing for him, Shirkan prayed that Naima would continue her life in peace.

Not felt 2 hours drive they wrought with a gripping silence shortly Shirkan car entered a housing complex that is quite dense and crowded.

The clock has set at 18:00 making the streets and some houses there are closed, Naima staring around the complex that looks so beautiful like in the countryside.

Trees lined beautifully in front of the housing makes the air feel more comfortable, in the housing it appears only a few houses that there are 4-wheeled vehicles the rest is just a parked motorcycle.

" It's Miss Naima's house now, I hope you feel right here." Shirkan said opening Naima's car door.

" I must be at home here Mr. Shirkan, where the place is so cool and the housing is also simple and close together." Naima muttered who was still staring around her.

Shirkan carried Naima's suitcase towards Sekhu's house which had long been uninhabited, even so the house was so neat and clean because Sekhu asked people to clean it first.

" It's a new house, miss, hopefully at home and soon make friends." Shirkan opened the door of Naima's new home.

The house was so neat and clean plus there were already some household items that had been prepared by Sekhu for Naima.

" It's all been prepared by Mr. Sekhu, Miss Naima just needs to buy some groceries."

" Thank you Shirkan, I'll go in and rest now."

" Good miss rest, if miss needs anything please contact me directly. Good night." Shirkan left Naima who went straight into his new home.

" Let's open a new leaf.." Mumbled Naima stepped around the house that was not so big and not too small.

" My eyes feel hot and I want to cry anyway, I why..." Naima said while recalling her togetherness with Sekhu.

The house was so simple, a one-story tenement house that was not so big and also small, there were only 1 room there, a simple kitchen and bathroom.

Naima went into her room large enough for herself with a new closet bought by Sekhu, her mattress was no less soft than the one she slept with Sekhu at her house.

" I have to be strong.." Naima muttered shut her eyes slowly meeting with such a beautiful dreamland.