My Beloved Mafia's

My Beloved Mafia's
CHAPTER 40



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A week passed, it did not feel Niesha had to return to the United States to carry out the punishment she had received.


"Marco." Call Niesha. "I want to tell you something."


"Eum?" Marco's response stared fixedly at Niesha's eyes.


"Today I'm going back to America. Go back to Germany and I'll catch up with you." Reveal Niesha with uncertain feelings.


"How long?" Marco to the point.


Marco's words could only make Niesha silent. Niesha chose to ignore the question and switched to arranging the suitcase to be carried.


Marco felt ignored just silently staring at Niesha as if Marco had understood Niesha's silent intentions.


After putting all the clothes in the suitcase, Niesha immediately took a shower and got ready to head to the airport. As Niesha prepared to walk towards Marco while dragging a large suitcase. Then he hugged Marco and whispered right in Marco's ear, "See you again. I will miss you."


"Go home quickly!" A plea but like an order to be executed.


Niesha secretly inserts an envelope containing a letter into Marco's suit pocket during the cuddle. I don't know how long they've been hugging, now Niesha lets go and starts walking away to the car without a word.


During the trip Niesha just daydreamed while staring out the car window and did not feel shed tears. An hour later, Niesha arrived at Charles de Gaulle airport.


Busy the car door by a private driver while in Paris, then the driver also helped to bring down the suitcase from the trunk of the car.


Niesha also entered the VIP lounge of Air France airline. This time Niesha chose to use public aircraft like ordinary people.


After doing some immigration procedures and boarding passes, Niesha immediately boarded the plane she was going to use. This air journey from Paris to Washington DC takes approximately eight hours and thirty minutes.


Niesha finally lands safely and slides into FBI headquarters. Along the way Niesha again and again just daydreaming.


Marco chose to go to Germany on a private plane. On the plane, Marco accidentally drops an envelope. The envelope was then opened. Inside the envelope was a piece of paper and Marco began to read each piece of writing.


...My Beloved Mafia's...


...Hi, isn't it a little awkward? Eheh......


...Actually, I don't know what to say to you. But please can you wait for me, even if not for a moment. Sorry, if this request is so selfish of you. Please, wait for me and take care of yourself. I love you my beloved mafia....


Marco dropped the paper on the floor. His eyes were glazed over but there was no sobbing at all coming out of his lips. Only tears bear witness to a mute Mafia Boss looking fragile and crying. His chest felt tight as if he knew what would happen in the future. "I'm waiting for you, baby."


Kylie continues to be next to Niesha until she enters the prison building which is heavily guarded by prison guards.


"Mrs. Ellor." The head of the prison guard said he welcomed the arrival of an important FBI person.


"I'm putting him here."


"Good, Mr. Ellor."


"Come, Mrs. Shasa follow me to put your stuff." Said one of the prison guards.


Niesha handed over all the items to the warden and changed the prisoner's clothes numbered 2815.


"Kylie." Call Niesha in the dressing room. Kylie is also in the dressing room.


"What, Sha?" Kylie turns her body to face Niesha.


"Can you help me keep my word of the law?" Clearly Niesha was without any hesitation. Niesha no longer cares if everything is revealed, because she is now no longer bound to the FBI.


"Law's word?" Ask Kylie back while frowning.


Without further ado Niesha handed over a document containing the words of the law that Niesha had. "I believe in you. No one else knows. You're all I trust right now. I'll explain it after I finish this sentence."


Kylie stared in disbelief at Niesha. What secrets he kept. Once Marco who suddenly became her husband, now Niesha has the word of law.


I found Kylie who was silent. Niesha patted Kylie on the shoulder softly, "Please. Help me one last time."


"All right."


"Thanks." -."


Niesha had also come out of the dressing room and now she was walking towards the cell she was going to occupy. Accompanied by several prison guards. The guys from the FBI and Kylie are gone.


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