MY CANDIDATE IS A MAFIA

Heroes

Typo warning spread!

"Next week of the final session of the thesis, it means that it is our day of life and death after four years of struggle!" take cika seriously.

"hm, "Amira cleared her throat, she sipped her coffee and put it back on the cafe table. He could see eyes filled with excitement.

"Aren't you nervous about meeting the killer lecturer?"

"Ngapain is nervous anyway, miss? Serahin aja all the same Allah," he casually replied then took a thick book with the title sirah nabawiyah next to his coffee glass.

"Oh yeah, after graduation, you go straight to work?" ask cika.

"You don't know yet, you? So don't go abroad to take S2?" amira lowered down the little book she was reading staring at the cika.

"Papa really told me, but you know I'm a malesan. I had no interest in studying anymore" she propped up her chin with her hands.His eyes were full of laziness. She saw Amira shaking her head slowly and laughing. He also laughed.

The time has turned to number two this Sunday afternoon. Amira and Cika had come out of the cafe where they were chatting earlier. This time they went home with their own vehicles, cika with his car and amira with a blue matic motorcycle. A favorite motorcycle gift from his uncle.

Amira was guiding her motorcycle out of the cafe parking lot, while Cika was leaving. This afternoon is very hot, it feels like burning amira skin to the bone. Fortunately, he used a hand t-shirt to cover his slightly flushed white hands.

"son, can you get me?" Amira looked behind her body. She saw the woman who was estimated to be forty years old carrying a large bag on her shoulders. His body was extremely thin, it could be seen that he was not very capable of traveling far.

"where are you going, mom?" Amira renders the standard of her motorcycle and drops off.

"to the mother's child's house, later I tell you the direction to go there. not far away kok son,"

"Oh, yaudah come on ma'am!" exciting amira.

After a long time, they finally arrived in front of a brown house building after passing through a rather narrow alley.

"thank you son," the mother came down carefully.

"yes, both ma'am," replied Amira then prepared to turn his motorcycle back but the mother immediately prevented his departure.

"son don't go home first. Let's stop by for a while, "she looked at amira expectantly, amira sighed softly, then smiled at this mother. There's no harm in stopping by this mother's house before going home, right?

Amira came down from the vehicle, the half-wrinkle hands of the mother immediately pulled the wrists of amira who had to follow this mother to the yard.

Amira felt a strange air, like someone was watching her, she looked to the right and to the side making sure that there was no one other than her and this mother. I don't know why he thought something would happen to him.

And sure enough, when they reached the front of the house, someone from the back directly hit the head of the back of the amira with a bow.

"aw," cried Amira.

He held his back head tightly, hoping to stop the loud throbbing that made his head feel heavy. The half-old woman had thrown down the hand of amira that she held roughly so that the amira slightly staggered, her footing this time was not strong until, like, the,

Brakes,

Finally he fell to the ground little by little darkness enveloped his vision.

"it's a pleasure working with you, mr. Justin," a middle-aged man shook Justin's burly hand.

"hm, "justin just cleared his throat and nodded with his flat face.

"hm, "justin just cleared his throat and nodded with his flat face. Everyone knows that the ethics of a businessman is very necessary, but not for justin.

"with you, too, sir," he extended his hand again to Karsa who stood beside Justin, before finally leaving the room.

Karsa's smile graced his face as he stared at the middle-aged man leaving.

"he's your next victim?"

"Yes" justin answered briefly. Then he turned to sit in his great chair. He glanced at a series of embossed letters on the right wall of his room that read "austin corp". It is not easy to build a large company that has branches everywhere. With various barriers that must be destroyed. He closed his eyes remembering that this company was the legacy of his uncle given to him.

But one fact that makes him unable to accept the reality, is that when he found out that, the beginning of this company is a company that was forcibly taken from the hands of a girl's parents, he said, the girl who was silent always made her cold eyes warm, but she never realized. Yeah, he's angry qhaza amira

He sank wryly. Opening his eyes and glancing at Karsa who was still standing in his room.

"don't go?" ask her coldly.

Karsa did not budge, he stepped his legs and sat opposite Justin who was limited to the work desk.

"justin, my father and I were never involved in your uncle's murder, we were framed until we were in one room with your dead uncle, me and my father were not justin's traitors!" firmly karsa, he has explained many times, but justin never listened to him.

Justin stared at the intense karsa. However, at that moment his gaze was turned on the mobile phone that vibrated the sign of incoming messages. After seeing him grinning towards Karsa.

"look," he showed his cellphone screen in front of Karsa.

Bug, though,

Karsa punched justin's desk with his hands, his face flushed red.

"why amira's there!" furious karsa, when seeing a photo on justin's mobile phone where his idol girl fainted on a chair with her legs and hands tied

Karsa punched justin's desk with his hands, his face flushed red.

"why is shaima there!" indignant Karsa, when he saw the photo on justin's mobile phone where his idol girl fainted on the chair with her legs and hands tied, her beautiful face showed helplessness.

Justin did not answer, he put his shoulders up a little, showing his gentle nature.

"Justin, answer!" Karsa gnashed his teeth, his hands he was a strong strong fist.

"I don't know, ask kairav what he's doing to him," justin calmly replied, grinning slightly when he saw the anxiety on the face of the person in front of him.

"Kairav is your enemy, not mine! If he hurts someone it means something to do with you!" yell angry karsa.

"but I have nothing to do with this girl!" justin's cold voice pierced Karsa's hearing. Tones

"but I have nothing to do with this girl!" justin's cold voice pierced Karsa's hearing. His tone seemed to suppress every word that he did not care what happened to this one girl. Karsa long breaths, this is the best way to do when dealing with justin. He sat back quietly.

"You and Shaima have met several times, maybe Kairav thinks that you are a couple, so he kidnapped shaima so you come to his aid."

"Then?"

karsa patted the table with both palms then stood staring at the interlocutor intensely. "You have to save her, justin!".

Karsa's words made Justin laugh coldly, the atmosphere in the room where he is now gripping.

"is there payment?"

"take all my company assets!" answer karsa calmly. Whatever he will give, even his life when it comes to shaima.

"not needed,"

Karsa growled in frustration as he clenched his hands. "Then what?" karsa asked quietly, slightly holding his voice so as not to shout in Justin's face.

"give him to me!" justin stared hard at Karsa with his beautiful blue bead. The one in the face only smiled for a moment as he replied "i can save her myself!" then turned around leaving justin with a reddened face. He punched Justin with all his strength.

Another with justin sitting in the room expressionless. He stared straight at the chin he was resting on his white fist.

"foolish girl!" he grinned mysteriously, no one knew what he was thinking but right now, he looked very calm.

"hey, get up," a hand touched his shoulder to wake him up.

"look at your hero coming!" continued again. His tone of speech was like he was rejoicing.

Amira who felt awake opened her eyes, her back head still throbbing. He opened his eyes, after hearing the word "hero" from this hindi-faced man next to him.

He smiled slightly, which hero came to his rescue in this condition. But, for this time his mind was focused on the one person he believed in.

His hands and feet were fastened so, he could not move in a dimly lit room like this. He was surprised when he saw on his left there was the mother he delivered earlier. He smiled bitterly inwardly, knowing that he had fallen into someone's trap.

He knitted his beautiful brows at a silhouette called "mercenary" a little far ahead of him, his figure tall and dashing, a sinister aura following him as he walked. A lie! If someone who sees it says no fear.

The silhouette goes closer to Shaima. His stature became clearer. For some reason when Amira saw the silhouette her heart was beating rapidly. He did not blink his eyes, waiting for someone who was in the shadow.

The figure's footsteps stopped right beside the standing lamp, revealing clearly his handsome face, his blue eyes lit up as if beating the light beam beside him.

Amira widened her eyes, she did not dare to swallow her saliva. He forgot to breathe for a second. The arrival of this man is able to make his silence.

He did not know whether the arrival of this man brought grace or calamity.

"you've finally come, I've been waiting for you for a long time" Kairav, who was beside Amira, smiled cunningly.

Assalamualaikum readers, hay hay back again the same author.