My husband turned out to be the Mafia Boss
Chapter 171 The Scatter
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The red Lexus car stopped at the car park that had been prepared. The time shows at 9 it means there is 1 hour left to start the wedding reception. Madam Mita holds Jons' hand walking on the white carpet.
The woman wearing the wedding dress frowned in wonder, is every guest walking on the carpet? isn't that just for the bride?. Why she is like a bride.
"Oh my God, hey look at the bride! she's really pretty. Is this what she calls a princess?"
"God, she is even more beautiful than a queen who has ever been in this world"
"I want to betroth my son to him, I'm sure my son will be very happy"...
"God! it's good that he's more worthy of my son, my son is handsome and balanced if they're with him at the bouncy"
"I want to make her my second wife" said one middle-aged man.
"Try papa again! want Mama to cut off papa's sister hmmm?" threatening the woman beside him who seemed to be his wife.
"Huh!. So lucky is the man who married her, if the woman wants to marry me. whatever the conditions will be I fulfill the origin I become her husband"
"Don't halu!"
Such were the whispers of the invited guests who made their eyes immediately sparkle when they saw the radiance of beauty from Jons' face.
Not only the business members of Mr. Farhan but also the Black Wolf members who were very pangling to see him.
"I didn't expect the hit man to be so beautiful that even his makeup looks so natural" one member said.
"Yes, young master is very lucky" replied his friend, they did not waste that precious opportunity.
"Areally who wants to get married? there's no way the big Boss would marry me secretly to another man...?". Inner Jons stared at all the guests. And the clothes they wear are not what they wear.
Then her net looked forward, a sight that she thought was so beautiful. They continued to step towards where the two brides were and that left Jons astonished.
"Mama, what does this mean? I lied to go to my friend's wedding!. Who is really getting married?." Jons' whisper in Madam Mita's ear made the middle-aged woman smile meaningfully.
"You will know dear" replied Mrs Mita. He then led Jons up to the mini stage.
"I can't be married. It must be just an illusion" whispered Jons inwardly reassuring herself that it was not her who was married but someone else, she was just her bridesmaid. Thought so.
Until suddenly a helicopter flew from the North because the position of the stage is in the south and facing the North automatically Jons will see it.
The helicopter is black with a white stripe on the body of the helicopter as well as some flowers that become decoration. Jons is getting confused.
"Why is my heart so pounding?"muttered Jons grasped her dress firmly. His eyes continued to stare towards the helicopter as well as the guests.
In the Heli there is already Mr. Farhan, also three kerucil with River which of course he is the one who runs the Heli. Can't wait to see Mr. Farhan's wife take the binoculars she had prepared.
"Not even a day has I missed him" murmured Mr. Farhan. And three curls staring flat at his Daddy's face. That's really bucin.
Mr. Farhan's eyes were perfectly rounded when he saw his wife who was so beautiful, he barely recognized her, instead of happily looking strange strokes on his face.
"Let's see it for free! Ara is mine, only mine is!." The inner Demon king was suddenly upset.
"River, you take care of everything I'm going downstairs. I don't want my wife's beauty seen by people" said Mr. Farhan who had taken a carmantel strap and had tied it to his waist and the next end he hooked it on one of his seats.
"Don't nagaco you Devil! you want our efforts to be in vain" ketus River who does not like the way his friend's mind.
"My wife is more important than anything!" resolutely the Demon king who directly jumped down. Though the plan is that they will burn the fireworks but all so failed due to the purity of the Jelangkung bar.
The people there cheered happily when they saw Mr. Farhan coming down from the top of the Helicopter, Jons watching it round his eyes in surprise.
"Oh so this is the Devil king's plan" muttered Jons smiling widely.
"Good God, Boss always acts as he pleases! then what about these fireworks?" said River who was upset with Mr. Farhan. He who was about to land was stopped by Hamas.
"We'll burn it now." Hamas gave a solution and River nodded in agreement.
"Young master is indeed smart" praised River smiling widely.
"Well, Uncle Livel's time is spinning? just can't. Very lousy" Aulia scorned heartlessly while the man in control of Heli was just smiling wryly.
"Well, Miss Aulia, if you speak very spicy!" inner River.
"Young master Farhan really is a handsome man is not wrong if the woman is beautiful" said the guests.
Mr. Farhan took off the rope wrapped around his waist running fast towards the stage until he reached the front of the stage, Mr. Farhan pulled the thin white cloth that was on the table. Tearing it in half and then approaching the wife and pairing it cover her face. The back end is a little long in a tie on the head of Jons to cover the beautiful face of his wife except the eyes.
So the appearance of Jons at the moment he is wearing a veil. Makes Mr. Farhan smile thinly. And make the people there surprised instead of playing.
"What are you doing Prince! why is my face covered like this?" ketus Jons who will want to open it but is held by the Jelangkung bar.
"You are mine Ara! that means the rule is that only I can see you. You understand my wife?!" mister Farhan whispered to make Jons' body goosebumps.
"Jeez, what a tweet! Young master is very possessive, I want you to have a husband like young master" one woman cried.
"Yes I would also, oh God leave one for me who is like young master Farhan" said one of his friends.
"Ah, it's a pity that such a beautiful face is only a lucky young master" said a man making the Jelangkung bar smile cynically.
"God! faces like you only get substandard sizes...!" said the Demon Lord inwardly slightly bragging himself.
While praising the good looks of Mr. Farhan and Jons, they were suddenly startled by the sound of firecrackers in the air. The colorful fireworks instantly create a piece of "Will You Marry Me My Wife?". Then the writing appeared again. "I Swear's. Only You Will Be My Girl In My Life".
Everyone there clapped their hands, shouting as if their hearts had suddenly fallen from the hangers.
"OMJ! so sosweet!" screech them all.
"Are you proposing to me, Mr. Hades?" jons asked with a faint smile on his face the two of them were staring at each other.
"Is it not clear, Miss Hades?" asked Mr. Farhan back to make the two smile broadly. Jons has never been treated like this, and today he is really happy.
"Are you pounding now?" mister Farhan whispered in Jons' ear.
"A little bit" he said slowly. Mr. Farhan chuckled amusedly, the man then took off the veil he had made.
"I'll give you my stamp here..." Mr. Farhan brought his face close to Jons' neck. Bite it and suck slowly. Making all the eyes of the audience widen instantly.
"Mama please!!!" the cries of the mothers present there closed their mouths so shocked.
"Any, Prince!" jons' grunts are a little horny. Mr. Farhan then turned to his neck next to do the same thing as before. To create a bluish red color on Jons' white neck.
"Ahhh, I'm ashamed!" the mothers screamed again, closing their eyes with their hands, but with their fingers apart. Heh, isn't that the same. Ah, you mother-mom!.
"I announce to all of you! that the woman beside me is all mine. No one should think about or have feelings for Araku, if that happens!!. Then choose what kind of death suits you!!" mister Farhan shouted loudly, with his eagle gaze staring at all the guests. Her firm jawline as well as the fine hairs growing on the bottom of her chin looked very masculine.
"Aaaaaakkk, I am to you Young master!" yells mommy splash.
"Gruesome" muttered the men who were so afraid to see the fearsome look on the face of the Demon King.
"Wow Daddy is so tired!." Aulia cried out in applause.
"Curtain! I'm no less cool than Daddy" Azhar and Hamas said in the chest.
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