MY CANDIDATE IS A MAFIA

The highlight of loving someone is letting go

Warning typo where - where !!!

A woman is seen arranging her flowers in a neat order, she looks desperate because her best friend disappeared more than a week since their graduation. There was no news he received during that time, he tried to find his house, but nil, there was no one there.

Cika no longer knew where to look. He was lonely because there were no friends to talk to, sometimes a man he called a worm always came here, just to ask his friend and leave.

However, suddenly with the sound of a "little" someone opened the door, I know must be a buyer who came.

But, he was astonished when the friend he was looking for came alone here with karsa, cika almost shed tears, he missed his best friend very much.

"I-this is you right, mir?", cika made sure, and Amira nodded, she then approached amira quickly and immediately hugged tightly.

"Where are you going, hyks?", finally tears spilled, he cried a mouthful.

"It turns out you can also cry!", karsa tried to get teased.

Cika let go of her hug on amira, wiped her tears and glared at karsa, "Mir you should know, as long as you disappear, this man always comes every day to my shop just to ask, "Mir, where's amira, is there any news about her, and blah, blah, blah.

Mr. Karsa, now that amira is in front of you, what do you want to do? Married him?", cika also mocked karsa by telling the truth, he smiled cunningly at karsa, while karsa did not dare to look at amira, he became misbehaved because of it.

Amira who saw the debate of these two people suddenly said, "Cika.", he called a friend in front of him.

"Yes?".

"I'm married!".

The deg!

Swished,

Karsa knew something was broken inside him, he set his breath for a moment, he understood what made him feel tightness.

Karsa looked at the woman beside him, this beautiful woman who made him willing to sacrifice his soul and body.

At all times he prayed that Amira would understand his feelings. But, he had married someone else, what was he who was too hopeful?

Another with a wench, he covered his mouth in shock, completely unexpected, that amira disappeared these few days and returned with her status that had changed.

"Who, mir?", cika asked again in a low voice.

Amira took a breath, she stared at Karsa. He knew he had broken his heart, but what he could do, honestly in his heart he had no taste for anything other than friendship.

"Justin!", amira and Karsa stared at each other.

This is not possible? His blood boiled, he never thought, justin really married the woman he loved! Karsa clenched his white hands, closing his eyes restraining emotions.

Cika who saw karsa, somehow he also felt what the man felt.

And next, Karsa quickly went out leaving the two of them.

Amira bowed, she sighed softly, then told her everything that had happened to Cika including justin who locked Clarisa's father in her house.

"I don't have much time, sister. Help me go to Clarisa's house, any way, justin can't hurt his father!", I looked into the worry in Amira's eyes. He nodded vigorously, then led Amira out of the shop.

When outside they saw karsa leaning on the car door, this man was silent himself with the hand that he folded up his chest.

Karsa had heard someone say, that in this world there is something that must be defended and there is also something that must be released and He is now up to that point.

But he was worried, he knew and did not understand what really should be defended or released.

He calmed his angry heart, then a moment later his handsome face looked up at cika and amira, "I can deliver.", he said as if nothing had happened.

Cika who saw Karsa smiled a little, this man, he liked when he saw her smile again with sincerity.

They arrive at Clarisa's luxury home, Amira and Cika get off the car.

Slender. There was no one here, cika and amira looked at each other, they pressed the bell many times at the door clarisa. there was no movement, until finally the tall women of their age opened the door, her pretty face looked pale, her eyes were very puffy.

"Go!", no time for amira and cika to talk, Clarisa immediately chased them away in a low voice and closed the door.

"We need to talk ris!", cika and amira try to hold the door.

"It's about your father!", Amira added, clarisa paused for a moment, "Papa.", she opened the door again.

His puffy eyes involuntarily shed tears, yet quickly wiped away, he would not appear weak in front of the two of them.

"What?", clarisa asked.

"Your father is held captive at Justin's house, tomorrow I will try to help free him, you and I can wait on the fence next to Justin's house. After that, take your father away to a place where justin can't see him anymore!", Amira arranges her plan to free Clarisa's father.

Clarisa laughed, "Justin? Papa's work partner?", he expected it. He looked at Amira seriously.

"What's your habit with him?".

"Not who!", Amira answered calmly, looking in wonder at Amira. Why did Amira answer like that? But, if cika was in the position of amira, he would definitely do the same.

Clarisa believes amira has a relationship with justin. But, now is not the time to take care of other people's lives, if Shaima can help her papa, then inevitably she must thank him right?

For now, Amira can't go anywhere until justin tells her where his grandmother is.

Karsa and Cika escorted him only to arrive at the street of elite housing again. Amira can't let karsa and cika deal with justin.

"Take care of yourself, yes", said Cika while smiling gently. Amira replied with a slow nod.

then he looked towards Karsa who did not turn his head towards her at all, "I go.", said Amira hoping that Karsa would hear her.

I could see his best friend passed away and left him, then he looked at the still down, "hey, let's walk!", he resuscitated the karsa sitting next to him, karsa then drove his car.

Silent, no one spoke in the car, the usually chattering cika also became silent.

The car was running fast, she opened the windowpanes, let the afternoon breeze caress her face, the children her hair was blowing.

Then, he spoke without facing Karsa.

"The highlight of loving someone is when he can let go."

"Let him go to be happy, but is he happy?", Karsa suddenly said the words of cika and crumpled his car suddenly, they looked at each other, drifting in silence.

Does Karsa have to curse a fate that seems to not be on his side?.

He got out of the car, stood on the roadside trotar, enjoying the rosy twilight sky, trying to cool his burning heart.

Cika who saw him also came out.

"If you want to cry, then cry!", she stood beside Karsa.

"Too late, all my life I've never cried because of a woman!"

"Really?", cika raised his eyebrows and slightly approached towards karsa, karsa retreated, "Yes", he said again.

Cika sighed, "If you lose me, you won't cry?"

Karsa stared intently at the cika, "Yes, I will cry until my eyes hurt, let's go home!", she said.

Karsa walked into the car leaving a cika, laughing cika heard his words, this man is really funny.

Then she said quietly that only she could hear him, "Speak is prayer!"

Amita ran to get to the house before magrib. Justin was waiting for him there.

But very unfortunate, his brain has not worked at all to prepare the answer what he will throw to face Justin later.

He arrived home, there was no sign of the guards chasing him earlier, usually they will stand guard in front of the gate.

Uhhh!

Amira heard a man's moaning from inside Justin's house, her heart beating, what was justin doing?

He ran as fast as he could into the house and opened the entrance.

And how surprised he was when his eyes were presented with the sight of two people who were chasing him was sitting in a chair with an electrically charged cable binding them, once justin ordered electrocuted, then finished their history!

The stern-faced man stood up to welcome Amira. She has no voice at all, but Amira believes justin is threatening her with all this.

Amira approached one of the men sitting in the chair, trying to remove the wires little by little.

On the edge of the chair was an electrical socket, Amira tried to pull the cable. He ignored the faithful justin who saw him there. But unfortunately, amira was too rushed until finally her hands touched the hole of the electrical socket.

"Ahh!", yell at amira.

He quickly raised his hand then retreated, He could feel his hand tremble slightly. He closed his eyes withstanding the pain, he did not know how many volts of electricity the man was directing in the cable.

Suddenly, someone grabbed his hand. Amira grinned her forehead without opening her eyes, the hand trying to shake her slightly tasteless palm gently.

Their hands are interlocked, the palms held by the shaima are very warm. Somehow, if he could, he did not want to let go of this hand.

Amira opened her eyes slowly, as she opened her eyes, she found justin and herself facing each other.

Again and again his gaze met directly with the blue bead of this man who had the status of her husband.

"Stupid!", justin spoke slowly as if blaming amira. Their distance was very close, amira could hear what justin said.

He was a little emotional, why does this man always say unpleasant things?

"No need to curse, I am not telling you to help me!", said Amira pressed the word. Then back away from justin.

He is completely wrong, it turns out that the warm hand he feels can protect him is just an illusion that is not real.

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