Muslimah for Mafia Psychopath

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The couple who had just finished pledging their sacred vows, walked together entering the mansion with their hands intertwined.

" We congratulate you ladies and gentlemen." Hugo represented all the servants as well as the workers of the mansion, welcoming the arrival of his master.

"Miss, congratulations." The Princess and the Rose join in the welcome with a happy face.

"Thank you." Smile Unni to the Princess and also the Rose.

However, it seems like the cold man next to Unni feels dislike when Unni gives her smile to someone other than herself.

"Dissolve you guys." Azka just passed by everyone who was there.

Walking with Unni still holding hands towards the main room, before they climbed the stairs. Unni pulls the hand, they stop and Azka looks at Unni with questions.

"Don't be too cold, can you?" Unni looked at Azka with her smile.

"If you smile like that again at someone other than your husband, then I will punish that person. Understand." Azka answered so calmly.

The sruth!

"Arkh!" Suddenly Azka grimaced because Unni gave a pinch on her stomach.

"That's my punishment for the attitude of the lord who is too cold and haughty." Unni snorted in annoyance and walked first leaving Azka towards her room.

Getting a response from Unni like that made Azka speechless and she seemed to think for a moment. Azka realized, and he was confused when he realized the existence of Unni was no longer beside him.

"Darling, wait!"

Following Unni with a quick step, made everyone who was there smile and even laughed. They also dissolved in the happiness of their master, after a long time the mansion was so tense and now everything slowly turned cheerful.

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"From now on, we'll be in the same room." Azka landed her body on the bed in the room that Unni occupied.

"Em, yes." Unni goes into the bathroom.

When out of the bathroom, Unni immediately put on a white cloth and make a movement that is enough to make Azka confused. Waiting to finish, Azka approached Unni who was still folding the white cloth.

"What is this fabric? What move did you make?" With both of her palms tucked into her pants pocket, Azka frowned.

Unni feels, if Azka is actually such a good person. It's just that the possibility of having something happen in his previous life so that it becomes like this.

Grabbing that burly arm and taking it to sit together, Unni actually felt a considerable awkwardness. However, he did not want to linger to let the man who is now her husband dissolve in his own thinking.

"This fabric is commonly used by women to pray, the name is mukenah. Covering all parts of the body in women and leaving the face only, while the movement that was. That's the name is prayer, every Muslim is obliged to do it."

The look on Azka's face indicates that she is still confused by what Unni explained to her, and Unni realizes that.

There was no protest, Azka obeyed what Unni said. He gave his phone to Unni, Unni can easily open the search application from Azka phones that do not use security.

"If you haven't brushed with the explanation, you can read some articles here." Shows on Azka's phone.

Received her phone, Azka looked back at Unni.

"Sorry, I don't know anything about this. Are you sorry about this marriage, I'm still very far from knowing religion." Azka's face was embarrassed.

There was a feeling so different when Azka said this to Unni, the vibration of the voice indicated that she was so sorry and embarrassed.

"It is never too late to change everything, all changes do not happen instantly. Everything needs process and struggle, so we are created in pairs to complement each other from the shortcomings."

For Azka, it was very embarrassing to face Unni at this time, even she felt unworthy to stand next to this woman.

The two burly palms rubbed his face and head quickly, readable if Azka was feeling a considerable dilemma.

"Let's both of us complement each other's shortcomings, and together make the advantages that exist to be a motivation in life." Unni smiles by flanking Azka's cheeks with her tiny hands.

With Unni's treatment of him like that, making Azka feel different things. He looked at the tiny face with his own gaze, how could the woman before him at this moment be the antidote to all the turmoil that Azka felt.

"Thank you." The water at the corner of Azka's eyes dripped, she reciprocated all Unni's treatment by embracing her.

"Ouch, tight." Unni protests because Azka hugged her very strongly.

"Don't be so adorable." Releasing his embrace and pulling both of Unni's cheeks were quite cute.

"So it's just that omes, hold and play sosor." Pout Unni on Azka.

"Eits, who says it's all on me. You yourself, play hold-hold and hug. It's the same!"

Realizing that the words spoken by Azka are true, just make Unni's face become blushed embarrassed so that it turns like a tomato cherry.

When Unni was about to get away from Azka, to cover up her embarrassment. Suddenly Azka pulled him back so the two collided, and Unni's tiny body sank into Azka's wide chest.

"Khumioh." Speak slowly Azka.

Both dissolve in an atmosphere that is so supportive for both, until Azka finally landed her kiss on the lips of Unni.

Then there was a union between the two of them, where both were lawful to be husband and wife and a halal partner.

In contrast to the situation in the main room, Mark who knew nothing about the wedding became angry. Waving his frustration at Peter and the others, he cursed at feeling one by one.

"So this is how you do it, huh! Absolutely outrageous, where is a stone man? It's been a long time downstairs." Upset Mark.

"They will not go down, his name is also a newlywed. You're just there." David Cibir.

"He won't come down, both know if his guest is you." Kenzo won't lose to scold Mark.

"All of you, watch out." So upset, that the food in front of him he ate very greedily.

Everyone laughed at Mark's action, the man was very different from the others.