Muslimah for Mafia Psychopath

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After finishing with lunch for her husband, there is still time to rest for a moment. For some reason the foot invited him to enter the room of his twin sons, nothing strange. However, a mother's instincts can never be deceived.

"What's this?" Unni found an object that was enough to make her think hard, because it was related to the world that her husband had been living.

Likewise in the next room, Unni did not find objects like in the previous room. However, when he opened a small drawer on the bottom of the table. How surprised he found some savings books, on behalf of the child. And the number also cannot be said to be logical for children their age, while Unni knows very well the expenditure he gives to his son.

"Astaghfirullah, don't my eyes see wrong?" Unni examines one by one the savings book.

As lunchtime was about to arrive, she rushed to the husband's company. As usual, Unni will enter through a special door that Azka deliberately made so that his wife was comfortable. Still with his stance that does not want to be known by the public, especially since the incident that almost took the life of his wife. Azka is more protective, the older the more love and unfortunately to the woman.

"Assalamu'alaikum dad." Unni kissed the back of Azka's hand which greeted her so warmly.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, I pray first yes. Are you already a darling?" Azka received the supplies that Unni brought and placed them on the pantry in her room.

"It's dad, just pray first. Let me have the food."

Quickly Azka hastened her obligations that she had begun to routinely work on, the small changes given by her wife to her.

Then they cheerfully enjoyed lunch together, with Unni cooking itself. Because Azka did not like the cuisine out there, otherwise due to force.

When it was finished, Unni decided to go home. But at first, Azka holds him back from going home together. However, Unni understands the nature of the husband. Where if he is there, the work will accumulate.

Stored well, some of the things he found. Not wanting to be rash in taking a stand, Unni finally thought to find the right time to be able to talk to her children.

Geck.

Geck.

Geck.

"Excuse me miss, there is someone who wants to see the young master. But we have already said that the young master does not exist. He's still waiting, miss." The butler informed Unni and showed CCTV of the tablet in her hand.

Unni's forehead looked wrinkled, a woman?!

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The woman looked surprised when she saw Unni who met her, she could not say anything, because she felt she was so much different.

"Let's sit down first, it's not good to stand for long." Unni smiled and grabbed the woman's arm to invite her to sit together in the mansion.

Asking his servants to make drinks and food for their guests, Unni sees that the woman is a little confused and her body shakes.

"Whose name are you?"

"Eee, eee sa I'm Aira's mistress." He answered with his head bowed and also stammered.

"Just aunty baby, you want to see Varo?"

"Yes nyo, tan te."

When the drink has come, Unni invites him to enjoy the existing treats first.

"Assalamu'alaikum, mom." Varo's voice just arrived and immediately approached the mother to kiss the back of her hand.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, tumben home early?"

"Let's remember mom, there's no hard work yet. Uncle Ady can still handle it." Varo sits next to Unni and is unaware of her presence.

"Don't get used to giving your uncle a hard job, they also need time to rest. Somebody wants to see you bang."

Unni's words made Varo aware who had closed his eyes to unwind, then he looked at Unni with question marks. Unni's quick snarl beckoned with her eye movements, and Varo followed her.

"You!"

Just contact with Varo's eyes widened and he could not believe if the woman dared to meet him.