Muslimah for Mafia Psychopath

7.

Since the threat that Azka gave him, making Unni's life like a living statue that can only move on the orders of his master.

"Ni, what's wrong with you? Your face is pale." Jihan felt something strange about her theme.

"Nothing, I'm fasting sunnah."

"Geez, sorry Ni. I didn't know you were fasting, you didn't say." Jihan felt bad because she had forced Unni to come to the cafeteria.

"Oh, that's okay. I'll be bored by being alone in the room." Reply Unni who does not want to make her friend feel guilty.

On returning from the canteen, Unni is asked by Azka to return to her room. Jihan who saw the expression of her friend's face became pity, she knew that her master would definitely give her a hard job.

"Patience Ni, later let me do your job."

"Thank you, I'll go to the leader's office first."

Jihan sees Unni walking helplessly, so many questions that come to Jihan's head over their boss's treatment of Unni. Is it because it looks different from the others or is there a problem?

"Good afternoon. Assalamu'alaikum's chat. " Say Unni very slowly.

"Sit down." Decide Azka with a voice so full of emphasis.

Not wanting to create a rowdy atmosphere, Unni immediately sat down to follow the words. However, his heart felt uncomfortable with the circumstances at that time, because given Azka's attitude to him that was really out of bounds.

" Stop this report, now." Throwing files to Unni.

Without preparation, capture the file. Quite heavy to feel, Unni had to sigh when she knew if it was the wits of the man before her. He wanted to rebel and resist, but it would be futile because any order from him could never be refused.

"All right, sir, is there anything else?"

"No, get out." Move his hand and not look at the interlocutor.

...O God, what is this man made of? As if giving such an unreasonable order, this is a report that was revised last month. Did he not see the date? Freaky....

Walking out of the room that felt like it was making Unni crowded, carrying a file that weighed the same as a sack of rice. How hard, let the woman take him alone.

...What's with him, no, as usual, and his face is a little pale? Why am I thinking about it. Damnit....

The file Unni works on immediately, Jihan and the other friends just look pity on her. Jihan wants to help Unni, but gets a strong warning from Azka directly that no one can help Unni in the least. The warning was not playful, the punishment they would receive was enormous.

By the time the office hours were over, Jihan approached Unni. Make sure he'll be okay.

"Unni, here. Guaranteed halal, for you to break the fast later. If I could help you, it would be quickly resolved." Jihan grumbled at the work given to Unni.

"Huh, okay. If you need anything, call me. I'll be right up, okay."

"God willing, thank you."

All employees have gone home, there are only a few who are still in the company because of the work to be completed. Likewise with Unni, enjoy the food provided by Jihan. Help him to break his fast, continue by fulfilling his obligations and resume his work that is still very much.

It did not escape Azka's vision from her room, the feeling just flowed. Even he ignored Eiger who asked him to come to their headquarters, this time he was so comfortable in his room by looking at the monitor screen in front of him.

"What is he doing? Eating at a time like this, won't it ruin his digestion?" Azka continued to comment on every move made by Unni.

Unceasingly his mouth spoke to the monitor screen in front of him, if others saw him would say himself like a bo***h person. Several times he saw the hijab-wearing woman massaging his forehead, had thought if he had given her too much work.

There was a voice from the intercom in Unni's room, asking her to come to the leader's room immediately. With the energy that has been very thin, Unni walks by bringing the work that she just completed partially.

The door of the room was already open, making it easy for Unni to enter there. Azka, who was waiting for her by sitting on her chair, leaned back and crossed her hands.

"Excuse me sir, I just partially finished it." Put the file on the table.

"A life like you should be punished, very unprofessional at work."

"Huh, thank you for the compliment sir."

"What did you say, huh?! A compliment? I wouldn't even have a job like this."

Unni's feeling grew more and more erratic, her head throbbing so intensely. If he had to respond to every word Azka said to him, there he would be more dizzy. The lingering there made him get up and walk towards the exit.

"Where are you going, huh?! I'm still talking, this way. From the beginning I won't accept you as a masterpiece in this company." Seen if Azka ignited his emotions and he chased after Unni and closed the door.

Brakhs!

"What are you doing? Open door!" Unni was not inferior to vent her emotions.

"How dare you yell at me!"

Pulling Unni's hand firmly, threw her down until she collided with her desk. Seringai Azka.

"This time you won't be able to escape, it's enough I'm being nice to you."

Highlight Azka's eyes reddened, the vile aura looking so real. Pulling the arm of his shirt very to the elbow, gripping the jaw firmly. Even he did not allow any distance on their faces, back to doing things that Unni hated.