Marry me, Mr. Mafia

Episode 16's

Half an hour Aila sat anxiously on Tiger's couch. Finally Tiger came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel on the bottom, while the top he left open. He was not interested in wearing a bathrobe. Aila could see clearly the tiger head tattoo on Varen's back.

"Master. Let me treat the wound on your arm." Aila stood down her head as she said this sentence.

Without answering anything, Varen stepped towards Aila, then she sat on the sofa comfortably. Aila sat down next to him. Then Aila slowly pulled Varen's right arm that was scratched and still spitting out a little blood, it was due to being exposed to water while she was bathing.

Aila started applying the red medicine, and Varen moaned at the pain in the wound affected by the red medicine. Varen is lying. He didn't really feel the pain. He just wanted to see how Aila reacted.

"Hold a minute, sir. The pain will soon disappear." Aila gently blew the wound on Varen's arm, then she directly bandaged the wound with a bandage.

"Have you been hurt while on duty?" Aila stared softly right at the eyeballs of Varen who was also looking at her but only with an expressionless flat gaze.

"I want you right now, baby."

Aila's light body is now in Varen's arms. He took Aila and put her in a mattress with a very careful heart, then overcame her. Not really overlapping, he made both his elbows as a focus to hold his big body so as not to hurt Aila.

"You are so brave. Aren't you afraid of me?"

"I'm afraid, sir. But, what I was actually afraid of was meaningless, as I had prepared myself for the time when master would carry out the master's mission to kill me." Aila replied softly, calm and as if she really had been sincere if she had to die in the hands of a man who might be called a husband.

That answer made Tiger's eyes tremble slightly. He felt something strange in the recesses of his heart. There was a feeling of anger, annoyance and also a little pity on the girl he had married. Can she call him wife. It feels so good according to him.

"Master. Can I say something-"

"Say." Tiger started kissing Aila's forehead, cheeks and sniffing her neck.

The veil was removed when he arrived at the room. Aila also did not forget to lock the door of their room earlier when Varen was in the bathroom. Aila did not want someone to suddenly barge in while they were both. Like what happened a moment ago.

"It should, when you feel turbulent, come to me. Because I'm halal for you to touch all you want. So, don't do that with another woman as long as I'm still master let's breathe."

There was no response from Varen. He knew what Aila meant. But who Aila dared to rule over him. It's up to him to do that with anyone. And she knew Aila said it was not out of jealousy, but because she was a devout believer in her religion and having sex before marriage was forbidden.

Varen continued her work, to the point where she accidentally touched a scratch under Aila's chin as a result of her act of forcibly removing the woman's headscarf.

"You're hurt-" Varen looked up at Aila's grimacing expression.

"It's nothing compared to a cut on the arm, sir."

That sentence really made Aila's day sick. But, for what he hurt, it's true that he's just a new toy for his master.

Varen moved from Aila's body. He didn't touch Aila. The little scratching was very disturbing. Varen immediately put on his clothes, knee-length shorts, with an ash-coloured over-size shirt of course. He looks cool in that outfit. Even he looks like an older guy. Aila was not a hypocrite, Varen's face and look were truly dazzling. Varen was the only guy who made her admit that she was cool.

Aila knew, if there were one hundred percent for good looks, then fifty percent would of course be owned by the Prophet Muhammad, twenty-five percent were the prophets Joseph and perhaps ten percent were Levarendo Mark and the rest were gallant men including Adrian.

"Remove those little scratches immediately. I don't like."

Varen left the room just like that. And Aila could sigh in relief, as she was finally safe from the touch of that man who could possibly be called her husband.

Now Varen has returned to his desk, in front of him there is Jack and Adit.

"Are you seriously injured, Tiger?"

Jack asked as he looked at the circular bandage on Tiger's upper arm.

"Small injuries only. And this-" He wiggled his arm to reveal the circular bandage. "Well, please put it up."

Jack and Adit meet each other, they feel Aila can be special to be able to treat the wound on Tiger's body.

"Don't think too much. It's just part of my trick to win her heart."

Jack and Adit understood. Yes, everyone in the mansion already knew that Aila was only a prisoner who would be slowly tortured until Aila felt like dying soon with the utmost of her frustration later on. That's Tiger's plan.

Why would Tiger want to torture Aila? What did Aila do to him? About that only Tiger knows and maybe Seon knows too.

"You just have to deliver the goods to the border. Don't be lured into making a fuss over anything until there's bloodshed."

"Ready, Tiger."

"Go back unharmed."

"Ready Tiger."

The sweet words were always spoken Tiger when sending his son to the war fund. And that is what makes all his children loyal to him. They are very lucky to have leaders like him who are cruel, assertive, arrogant but very loyal friends and always protect their children.