My husband turned out to be the Mafia Boss

Chapter 127 Helps

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Hamas and Azhar walked up the escalator stairs. Hamas holds a paper bag containing three recently purchased mobile phones. A little draining indeed if dealing with people who are not as level as it seems to complicate them.

"I'm so hungry, are we looking for something new first we go to Daddy's...?" Ask Hamas to his gondrong sister. Azhar glanced at Hamas's face then turned to stare at the road ahead.

"No need to bang, Daddy will worry about our karau rama" replied Azhar and immediately got a nod from Hamas. He thought also so afraid that the Demon King would go berserk because the two leaks did not come - there were even workers who would bother later.

The two kerucil walked very casually towards the restaurant occupied by the Daddy. Suddenly they stopped their steps because they heard a noise behind them.

"Hey, look around dong!! Don't you have eyes what? Huh...!!" Snapping a sexy woman on a middle-aged woman.

Hamas and Azhar glanced at each other with their eyebrows clutched in little strokes on their foreheads. "So poor grandma, why did she get angry...?" Hamas. They stopped and watched the small quarrel in plain sight.

"I'm sorry, I didn't intentionally... I hurried my son was sick, once again forgive me" replied the middle-aged woman to the woman wearing the super tight and short outfit.

"Curtain! You old lady...!! You have no idea how expensive my clothes are. You might not be able to replace the loss even to death never...!!" Shake the young woman again. Until several pairs of eyes stared at them but none of them wanted to help the middle-aged mother.

"I have to how is this? My son is sick even part-time job I don't do anymore" Inner middle-aged mother.

Hamas and Azhar snorted angrily at a young woman who lacked the slightest manners even to the point of having more arrogance than the king of Pharaoh.

"Ck! That woman with less material clothes makes me really sick!" The Hamas grumpy stared exasperatedly at the young lady in front of him.

"His shoulder is very suitable if it is in using Ria's sister's oreh" Azhar said in her heart, her eyes staring flatly at the small debate. It is true that the clothes worn by the woman will be very suitable if Aulia who wears for her nightshirt because it is too short maybe if the subject is a little will be seen ****** ********.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry... Please pity me, my son is sick I have to take him to the hospital" Pinta the middle-aged mother displayed a face that was hearty but not in the rubric by her even with her brawn to push the old woman to fall to the floor.

"Geez that woman was really rude"

"Huh! It was the result of not being careful of the second Miss of the philanthropic family of the wealthy businessmen in this city"

"Let's let them go or we'll get hit"

People did not dare to break up the small debate just because one of them was the son of a rich businessman, Hamas and Azhar clenched their powerful hands and knew that wealth was paramount in the world... How could they not have the slightest sympathy towards others! Humans have no heart.

"Let's bang we exterminate that urar man!!" Take Azhar who has walked to the front guard.

"Hey Aunt jerek...!!! Don't be rude to this granny...!!' Shouted Azhar with her waist, her eyes glared towards the beautiful and sexy woman who was holding back the anger in the ugly dwarf.

"Fucking little boy! Your parents didn't teach you a good upbringing well!!" The impact was rough while pointing towards Azhar.

The people who were there immediately looked at Azhar as well as Hamas, Hamas helping the mother who fell to the floor to stand up.

"Grandma's okay...?" Ask Hamas to middle-aged mother. The old woman smiled widely and there was still someone who wanted to help her.

"Thank God you helped me by bringing in children like them" he said sincerely.

"Grandmother is fine... Thank you for helping Grandma" she replied in a soft voice. Hamas nodded slowly.

"Grandmother go home, let this evil aunt of ours take care of it" said Hamas with a gaze fixed on the wrinkled face. "Don't be afraid Grandma, our Daddy owns this mall... Quickly go pity Grandma's child" he said in a soft voice. The middle-aged woman nodded her head and immediately rushed away.

"Hey! who told you to let him go!! Fucking little boy...! Is there a problem are you guys the same me huh!" Shouted the beautiful woman who had no morals. Hamas and Azhar rolled their lazy eyeballs.

"Let's not mind the crazy woman we'd better go to Daddy now" Hamas and Azhar said, saying they walked ignoring the crazy screams of the arrogant woman but that she didn't seem to accept.

"Bad! No one can ignore me let alone humiliate me like this" he told me in his heart. He looked around at the people staring down at him it was more and more triggering emotion in him.

"Because the mad woman was gone, you will suffer the consequences" He said with a sly grin on his face he walked quickly and immediately pushed strong Hamas body and Azhar made two Devil's shreds fall on the floor.

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BUGH

Both knees bleed a little pain in the taste but it has become common for them so it does not hurt too much.

"Hahahaha, never mess with me little boy!!" His whispers to Hamas and Azhar did not forget that the crazy woman also toyed her forehead both made their bodies stagger back to the back. The woman immediately rushed away leaving behind the two pursuits that were holding back the anger.

" hey! Who do you call there is no morality" Hamas exclaimed in his heart.

" Beautiful sister speaks in the duru dong filter" muttered Azhar snorted in annoyance.

"You all right deck?" The female employee approached Hamas and Azhar helped them stand up.

"Geez, your knees are bleeding here, let brother take medicine... Why you should wear torn pants kayak gini anyway! A young boy is already rich thugs stylenya" he brought Hamas and Azhar to the corner and two Devil's curls just follow not fight. Hamas is still faithfully carrying paper bags containing valuable objects.

"Other times you can't deal with adults so this is the result... Here let's stick a handplast on your wound" said the female employee and two boys according to the sweet cat-like extending their legs forward. The female employee was very painstaking in cleaning the wound using a tissue and then just put a handplast on their wound.

"It's a good thing that you always carry a handplast, where your parents let you go" Hamas and Azhar looked at the beautiful woman in front of them, widening the smiles on their thin lips made the female employee frown at her baffled brows.

"Whose sister's name?" Ask Hamas and Azhar in unison.

"A handsome boy can call Nara's sister... Iiihh you guys are really funny really gesin again" Seru Nara smiled broadly her hands pinched her cheeks both very gurgling it feels. He was only accepted to work in this Mall after a few days looking for a job... Because he had just run from the pursuit of loan sharks on the island of the Gods because he came from there.

"Okay sister, may we meet the yeast and if we meet the yeast then we are officially dating" Azhar exclaimed with a flirtatious look did not forget to blink her eyes at Nara making Nara round her eyes surprised at what Azhar did, a young child whose new shoots dared to play eyes on adult women, and she was a child who had just taken care of her, is this one of the signs of the end of the world?.

Azhar forced the hand of Hamas to pass from there. Nara was still staring at the two Devil boys who made her shake her head.

"Basar of flirtatious little children, urinating has not been properly also invited to date" said Nara widened a smile on her thin lips.

Hamas and Azhar now set foot into the mini restaurant that was in front of his eyes.

"Ahh sick Bang!" Azhar chuckles at getting an impromptu pinch from Hamas.

"Why did you say that to beautiful sister...??" Hamas asked, staring intently at Azhar.

"Any jealous huh? I'm just kidding" Azhar replied indifferently.

"Thank God" Inner Hamas breathed a sigh of relief. I don't know what the little boy meant to say like that let alone throw a sigh of relief like an adult who was grateful because his friend did not cornering his bluff.

Azhar squinted suspicious eyes when she accidentally saw the crazy woman who pushed her earlier.

"Look in there! Wasn't that the gira woman who pushed us earlier...?!!" Point Azhar at a table. Hamas followed his gondrong brother's index finger.

"Isn't that Daddy and Om Rio?" Ask Hamas to clarify his vision.

"Yes. Don't let Daddy in god oreh woman take care of him" explained Azhar with a ketus tone.

"I have an idea you wait here... Hold the bag first" Azhar took over the paper bag. Hamas walked to the table where three people sat like a family.

"Excuse me. I have no money, hmmm... Can you give me a drink I'm so thirsty" Hamas said to the point. Not to forget he displayed a dying face that did not eat five days. The three men looked pityfully at Hamas.

"You sit down and let us order food for you" they answered gently. Hamas shook quickly.

"No need, I just need this drink" Hamas pointed to a glass of orange juice that stayed half.

"But it's my better side that just now" replied their daughter.

"There's no need for me to rush things"

"alright. Take this" They gave Hamas a glass of orange juice. The Demon boy smiled widely and thanked them. Hamas returned to Azhar with a glass of orange juice.

"What's juice for Bang?" Ask Azhar wonder.

" Let's you know later" he answered with a thin, barely visible smile. Azhar followed the footsteps of Hamas from behind, wondering what his brother would do.

Suddenly Hamas deliberately threw the orange juice on the clothes of the mad woman and clever Hamas he dropped himself also a glass in his hand.

PYEEAAARR

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