My husband turned out to be the Mafia Boss
Chapter 20 Farhan's Exile
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As usual Jons and Farhan are already in the office considering staying a few more days they will decide their singles. So they're busy enough to get the job done for next week's meeting. Even for the fittings of bridal clothes they did not do at all because they did not want to but Mita Mafia representative was preparing everything so Jons and Farhan did not need to bother anymore, aiiisssh who marries who's busy.
But the groom seems to be afraid if until his wife turns himself has not fully believed if his future wife is a woman, if she is a woman they will not kiss, right? it turns out that the scene yesterday made him keep thinking, indeed the true stalker Mr. Jelangkung.
"Awas you Jons, the first night I will not let you escape, anyway I have to know who you really are? there's no way I'm turning, hopefully she's a woman, but if she's a woman then she's the one who turned that fucking asshole" Farhan whispered with a face that was a throbbing.
Apparently the Mr. Jelangkung was sitting relaxed in his great chair observing the entire room he occupied as CEO, he said, I don't know what was observed by the jelangkung the author did not know it seems like this matchmaking brings a new hobby for the Farhan that is observing the room that is often seen... Bizarrely.
Eitts,, do not misunderstand if the young Lord Farhan is lazing about doing his job, a few hours ago his work was done well he included a man who was very intelligent and no one had been able to defeat his intelligence. Do not be confused, the Farhan was the result of reproductions of the Mafia Boss and Mafia representatives so do not hesitate anymore if the results are more than the parent.
"Why am I thinking about that damn secretary? aiiissh don't tell me I like it" Farhan murmured with his lips bent.
Farhan grabbed the phone
"My room now!" pinta Farhan cut off the unilateral connection.
"Based on Boss there is no morality, always cut off one-sidedly" grumbled the person behind the phone.
Chequelek
door's open
The figure of Jons had just entered from Farhan's room.
"Can I help you, sir?" Jons asked politely even though the person in front of him always made his blood boil but Jons always put forward his status as a subordinate.
"Hmmm, sit here" Farhan patted his thigh as Jons' gesture to sit down. I don't know why Farhan did that he doesn't know either.
Jons gawked his forehead furrowed with strange squinting eyes towards Farhan.
"Is your master sick?" Jons stays where he belongs.
"No! quickly come here something I want to ask" his eyes stared intently at Jons, but did not frighten the tomboy girl.
"Speak! without having to sit on Master's lap, it's not polite for me as a lowly subordinate" Jons again issued his polite sentence.
Farhan mendelik annoyed already know lowly employees why should refute the call of his Boss really make a black ride.
"Don't argue come here! or I'll just drag you!".
"If you're not a big Boss kid, I've already kicked eggplant lo" Jons said.
"Don't curse Jons, you're my subordinate come quickly!" pinta Farhan was impatient.
And forced Jons obey the will of the boss' son he had sworn to always obey Farhan's will on the orders of Madam Mita his orders absolutely must be followed completely loyal subordinate Jons.
Jons sat on Farhan's lap in a sense of unease he feared if this scene was seen by another employee like the incident back then, shameful!
Farhan grinned he hugged Jons' slender waist but a little contained he hugged her rather possessively I don't know maybe Farhan needs a heart backrest, because it's broken up with his girlfriend.
"put your hands on my neck" asked Farhan, the man's head buried in Jons' chest that contained nothing like that time being so flat.
Jons simply complied, as an exemplary subordinate he would follow the orders of the master's son.
"Don't be like that sir, amused" said Jons amused that Farhan swiped his head on Jons' chest, as if the silicone designation was Farhan's favorite place right now.
"Is your job done?" tanya Farhan looked up at the blushing red look from Jons' cheeks. "Look at your face so red you're like a woman in a closet" he continued with a mischievous smile.
"This guy just pisses me off".
"I've finished it, sir. I don't know Sir if my cheeks are red, am I not a man" Jons casually pressed said the man. Apparently the tomboy girl will teach a lesson to the silliness of the Boss.
Jons' statement made Farhan stop his "Man?" action?" his eyebrows shot up next and revealed a mysterious smile.
"It doesn't matter if I've turned, I'm comfortable" Farhan said bluntly.
Jons eyes perfectly patterned he did not think if his Master would say that, what if it was true? the prospective husband is not perfect anymore aka not normal?
"Have you really turned?" ask her stammering. If the employer knew his son turned away the tomboy girl's history no matter what happened but her job would be more difficult.
"Hmmm" Farhan only cleared his throat, preferring to immerse his head in Jons' silicone chest without being disturbed.
"Master is like a baby" Jons chirped with a face of shame.
"Dad was very jealous of me as a child, because my mom always gave breast milk to me and it irritated my dad, and we used to be sworn enemies, she said, so since you're going to be my wife, don't ever forbid me to touch this thing" explained Farhan, who is still faithful in his place.
Again Farhan's statement made her surprised, right if such a Mafia Boss is jealous of her son because of breasts? Jons is afraid that his son will be the same fate as Mr. Farhan.
"If we have children later, do not pilikasi you have to divide evenly with me I'm right and left for our children" really man no morals, emang, could-can he talk like that, marriage alone has not thought about the child let alone the division of ASI. "I also want to get nutritional intake, mama used to give him less because dad always asked and now you are there so you are his successor, remember not to argue" he continued.
Jons chuckled, what the hell is this Master, the discussion went far.
Jons smiled cunningly this time surely Farhan would lose a landslide "I am the Master's man, how to have a child if the stem with the stem, the stem with the stem will not bear fruit".
"Yes you're right, it doesn't matter if we adopt it, hmm I seem to have my own way of getting you pregnant".
Jons clucked his intention to make Farhan upset even he was irritated by the crazy behavior of the hornet.
"Sir I want to go down for a while, I forgot something in my room"
Farhan loosened his embrace he stared at the bead of eyes that made his heart shady.
"Alright, but I need my nutrient intake kiss me" he said without burden
"What!" pekik Jons with his eyes staring sharply at Farhan, it is okay if breaking the oath a little anyway is also his fault the master's son can-can ask for strange things.
Jons' cheeks re-encounter red even though he did not want to kiss but that does not mean the tomboy girl's cheeks did not react.
"You don't want to? alright it seems like I should report to Mama" Farhan smiled cunningly with eyes staring at Jons' pervert.
"You!" this time Jons was really annoyed. Why is it that this Master is using all the basic reports of a child! ngadu handyman!.
"It's me, not married yet it's good let alone a hummm marriage"
Jons still did not budge from his place he preferred to get a reprimand from his employer rather than having to kiss with a nettle bar.
Farhan who was upset then pulled the nape of Jons on his lips ripe girl was a little greedy Jons thrashed but not in the rubric by Farhan, I don't know maybe Farhan will remove the lip traces belonging to Nadia.
"*It's so sweet" inward Farhan.
"Fucking cages*!"
Farhan took off his kiss pagutan he smiled without sin and then took off his embrace.
"Go! I've removed the trace that shouldn't be on your lips" Farhan said, leaving Jons puzzled by Jons' frown stepping out of the room full of sin.
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