Muslimah for Mafia Psychopath
48.
Making up for the chaos in her company, Azka continued her steps towards the headquarters. On his way, Azka suddenly felt something was not good. Patting his chest to reduce the feeling of tightness, then he contacted Unni.
"Why not get caught?" Azka complained that he had contacted his wife several times and did not get a response.
Azka begins to feel uneasy, then he calls Hugo to ask the whereabouts of his wife.
"Where's my wife?" Azka immediately asked when the phone connection was connected.
"Master, madam. Emm, mistress." Hugo hesitated to say it.
"Why? What's wrong with my wife, say it?!" Azka's voice was quite high.
Hugo seemed increasingly hesitant to tell his master what Unni was doing to her guards. In the call, it turns into a video call.
...Oh my God, let alone this. Could have hung the same sir, miss why also punish in the wrong time....
Then Hugo shifted the green mark in the Video call, Azka's eyes immediately looking for the whereabouts of the wife. How shocked he was when he found his wife sitting opposite the guards and also the servants of the mansion, holding writing instruments and books.
"What did my wife do?" Azka asked who still did not understand what was happening.
"Master, I can't explain it. It's good, you asked her directly to miss." Hugo did not want to take any risks in delivering the news.
Directing his cell phone camera to Unni, Azka was initially so angry about the proximity of his wife to the guards and also the waiter there. However, when he heard what they were talking about. The lips widened to make a smile that then became a laugh, he did not expect if his wife had such an idea.
Where, Unni records the guards and also the servants there who are religious the same as him. Giving small questions for them to answer, as a punishment for their negligence in carrying out their obligations to the Khalik.
"Eh, whose voice is that?" Unni's ears hear the voice of people laughing, where the voice is very familiar.
...Well, it's over....
To hide his phone was too late, Hugo put his flat face on Unni. With the camera still on, it makes Unni feel disturbed.
"Uncle Hugo, who's calling?"
"Emm, that's miss. Mr. Azka is calling." Hugo quickly handed over his cell phone, to be free from the questions of the two masters.
Unni receives a phone from Hugo and stops his activities, where he sees Azka still laughing very loosely.
"Assalamu'alaikum hubby." Unni's voice made Azka speechless.
"Eh! Yes, dear, sorry." Azka still held her laughter.
"Wa'alaikumussalam, that's the answer. Try again."
"Why laugh? Why call uncle's cell phone, can't you go to my phone?"
The laughter finally subsided, hearing Unni saying her phone. Making Azka had to breathe a long heavy sigh, want to be angry but the love is too big and make herself not dare to do it.
"Where's your phone, baby?" Azka Manyun's face to Unni.
Listening to the words of the husband, Unni was like thinking for a moment. Then he gives a grin, which indicates if he forgets.
"Hehehe, sorry hubby. The phone's in the room." Unni's grin looks so adorable to Azka.
As the two were interacting, the guards and servants slowly walked back. They took advantage of the situation back then, it was really helpful for them.
"Hubby, it's not good if they know but don't work on it. It's good to remind each other, nothing to lose." Unni's explanation is enough to make Azka infected to sing her lips.
"Okay, next time the phone's just taken. Except to the bathroom, okay, baby." Azka ended the debate between them.
"This is God's hubby, don't forget. Slowly start working on it, although it's still stammering."
"Hem, be careful, baby."
"Yes hubby, Assalamu'alaikum. "
Without answering Unni's greeting, Azka quickly ended their conversation. For now, Azka still needs guidance in learning about her religion. That is what Unni always did to him, although sometimes he likes to make his wife annoyed.
While Unni, after Azka ended the talk. He returned Hugo's cell phone.
"Uncle, thank you. Sorry, it's been a hassle to Uncle."
"Together, ladies, I will continue with the rest."
With Hugo gone, Unni refocused herself on what she had done before. However, all of that instantly made him shocked.
"Where is everything?"
He did not find a single person there, all the guards and servants of the mansion were gone. There was no anger in him, even Unni laughed.
...Yes Rabb, if this alone makes me tired and desperate. What about the struggle of Your lover, Prophet Muhammad Shallahu Alaihi Wassalam in presenting his preaching to his former people....
Ending his meeting with several other bodyguards and workers, Unni re-entered the mansion towards his room.
