Marry me, Mr. Mafia

Episode 3

Time passed, should be three months ago, Aila has been officially inaugurated to become the CEO of the MD group, if only beloved grandfather has not breathed his last.Yes, now Aila has turned 20 years old. But, her inauguration was delayed because her grandfather had passed away, and that left Aila devastated in grief for the past three months.

And today, Aila was at the airport. He was on his way to meet his grandfather's legal counsel who would give his grandfather's will to continue his inauguration. Unfortunately the lawyer is lying ill in his native Thailand. Aila had to go there to see him.

"Are you sure you're going alone?"

"Then come with me, Adrian."

"If I hadn't been on my final exam, I would have gone without you asking, Aila."

Adrian is currently studying his S1. He is not an heir like Aila, so he must have a good education as a man, so that later when married he can finance his children and his wife of course.

"Heart there Ai. This is your first time out of the country alone."

"I'm with some bodyguards, Adrian."

"Yes, it's up to you."

Aila smiled happily looking at Adrian's annoyed face. To be honest, Aila was not really looking at Adrian's face, she just peeked a little. That girl was the best ex-santri in her boarding school. And he was taught to keep his eyes on her.

Aila steps away leaving Adrian staring lovingly at the silent girl who has become the owner of the highest throne in her love kingdom. Unfortunately, Aila is not an easy girl to reach. Aila is like a diamond that will only be owned by someone who certainly has the power to do so. That's why Adrian died learning to take the best education to establish himself as the owner of precious diamonds class Aila Khanza.

As soon as Aila's back disappeared behind the departure gate, Adrian decided to return to the campus.

And after many hours of air travel finally Aila arrived at Bangkok Airport, she who had been on a plane to hold back wanted to urinate even asked permission on her bodyguards to go to the toilet. Of course the bodyguard allowed it, but unfortunately because Aila was a woman and a man's bodyguard, she could not accompany Aila to the toilet. They were just waiting for Aila in front of the toilet.

After almost five minutes Aila was finally finished. He washed his hands in the sink. Every now and then he glanced left right, feeling something strange because the airport toilet was so quiet. He was the only one there. Aila tried to brush off her curiosities, she continued the hand washing and also washed her two heavy eyes. Sadistically, when Aila was closing her eyes, somehow and out of nowhere, someone suddenly smothered Aila's nose using a handkerchief that smelled very stinging.

Aila tried to rebel, but her nose continued to inhale the anesthetic on the handkerchief sheet and Ailapun lost consciousness.

"We got it, Tiger."

A man dressed in all black with a black hat and black mask that caused Aila to lose consciousness reported what she was doing to someone she called Tiger through the connection of a small flat object such as a headset attached in his ear.

Immediately bring the quarry to the mansion. Answer someone across there.

The man lightly carried Aila's body and left the toilet safely without being caught. While Aila's bodyguards were still waiting for their young lady who also did not come out of the toilet.

...🐯(NATM)🐯...

Aila opened her eyes slowly, she circulated the gaze of every corner of the room. The sky is ash-coloured, and the walls are also ash-grey. The lights are so bright, it means it's night. Curtains of ash occasionally waved because of the wind from outside and showed that it was dark out there.

The mattress where Aila lay was very soft and spacious. Aila also had a mattress like this in her room. But this bed is different. It smells like a typical man. Men!!

"Yes Allah. Where's me!" Aila screamed as she realized she was in a man's room. The first thing he did was check his head which was still neatly covered by his hijab. No clothes were shed from the tububnya, even his feet were still wrapped warm with socks.

"You're up, miss?"

The voice came from the mouth of a beautiful, white woman with her long hair that was allowed to unravel just like that. That woman was probably five years older than Aila.

Women with modest clothing even though the dress is not sleeved and let the armpits look. But quite polite and pleasing to the eyes of Aila who was unfamiliar with such clothes.

"I prepared dinner for Miss Aila Khanza." The beautiful woman put down a tray containing a plate of rice with fried chicken sous and a glass of orange juice.

"Who are you-How do you know my name?" Aila looked alert.

The woman smiled kindly before answering. "Of course I know your name miss-"

It seems like Aila is asking a stupid question. She was kidnapped. Of course the kidnapper will know what his name is. It is impossible for a kidnapper to kidnap the origin without knowing the identity of the captive. Oh Aila understands now, it looks like she was kidnapped because maybe this person knows that Aila is the rich heir.

Waitaminute! Didn't Aila just arrive at Bangkok airport? Then, why is this woman so fluent in Aila State. Was he brought back to his country?

"Where's this? Is this in Thailand-"

"Yes, miss. It's in Thailand. And now you're in the main room of Tiger's mansion."

Aila was puzzled at the woman's explanation, but before she again asked, the sound of the door creaking sounded following with the sound of footsteps that strongly indicated the power of the owner.

"Good night, Tiger." The woman stood up and bowed to welcome the arrival of the man she called the boss.

Inadvertently Aila also stared at the man, until Aila's eyes were fixated for five seconds staring at the foreign man's face. This was really the first time Aila looked at the face of an adult man so intently even up to five seconds that it finally made her stand out inwardly while bowing her gaze.

"How is he doing?"

The man spoke Thai, which Aila did not understand. But, it was clear that the man's voice was very firm, haughty and was somehow able to make Aila goosebumps scared.

"Health's good. It's just that he seems to be very surprised and has a lot of questions in his brain." Answer the woman in the same language.

What are they talking about? Did they plan the murder on me?

"Go."

"Good, Tiger."

Before leaving, the beautiful woman smiled gently and stroked the increasingly angled top of Aila's head on the bed rest while tightly grasping the blanket.

That beautiful woman seems nice. Aila felt terrified as she was left alone with this haughty man. Such was Aila's assessment of the man from her five-second gaze just now.

"Who are you-" cried Aila as the man stepped closer to the bed. "Don't come any closer! I beg?" Sontak Aila threw a pillow at the man who casually caught the pillow. His steps drew closer, until he stood next to Aila who was growing more alert.

"Someone asked for help to get rid of you from before her." The whisper of the man that made Aila's eyes confused. Who is that person that man meant. Removing? Who is trying to get rid of him.

"You don't need to know who he is. It'll just make your heart explode."

The man answered the question that only revolved around Aila's head, he had not even had time to float the question, but the man had already answered it as if he knew the contents of Aila's head.