The Cruel Mafia Love.

Chapter 2

After cleaning and treating all the wounds on Carl's body. If he allows Carl to rest, he is really very good at Carl, even though he himself does not know who the man he helped is.

"Thank you" said Carl.

"Who are they" asked Dila.

"They're bad guys, they want to kill me. Give me permission to stay with you for a while" Carl replied.

"I'm sorry I can't, I opened the stall, there'll be a lot of people coming to my house, they can tell where you are."

"You've dealt with me, your life won't be quiet, they'll definitely be after you too, in these few days I'll make sure your house is safe, my men will take care of this place" said Carl.

"Sorry you can't.." Dila did not want to deal too far with this man.

"You really want to die.." Carl stared intently at Dila, saying seriously.

Dila swallowed her saliva violently, she was increasingly confused as to who this man was, what made this man not want to get out of his house. With a heavy heart it seemed like Dila was allowing this man to stay together with her.

"Yes, just a few days, after you've been better, you please leave my house" said Dila.

"Your cellphone watch, your house must be guarded immediately," said Carl.

Dila gave her cell phone to Carl, after which she left Carl alone in her room, she did not want to take too long a room with this foreign man.

"Don't get too close.. I want a few days here, I have something to do" Carl said.

"Yes sir.."

Carl turned off the phone, he looked a little smiling, but now his condition was not good.

In the morning, like something is not happening, as Dila usually opens her stall, usually in the morning like this will be many customers who come to just coffee.

"I feed ya, otherwise I feed him he will die. But if I feed him what he can pay for, take it for a second," Dila's mind.

Dila prepared breakfast for Carl, not forgetting the warm tea sealad as a complement. Before many people, Dila brought everything to Carl's room, she did not want others to be suspicious.

"Have woken up. Here I bring breakfast," said Dila.

"You prepare all my necessities, I'll pay you.."

"Just kid, who do you think you are" said Dila.

"Take everything, please buy me clothes.. It's hard for you and if it's less I'll give it again" Carl said.

Dila's currency was wide open to see so much money, he himself had to sell several days to get this much money.

"Yes already.. Thank you." Thank you." As a good woman, Dila does not remember wasting this opportunity, she takes the money to and obeys what Carl says.

After giving Carl breakfast, Dila comes out of the room, he wants to close his shop, today he wants to go to the market to buy Carl clothes, as well as he wants to shop for daily necessities.

"Why don't you want to close?"

"Yes.. I'm going to the market, it's open again in the afternoon. Sorry yeah.." Dila smiled awkwardly, she was not tasty with the customers who came to her stall.

"Oh yes no papa.. Be careful of you."

In the room with a smile Carl ate the breakfast that Dila gave. I don't know why that smile was etched into Carl's face. It was as if he was planning something to make himself happy.

"Once in won't get out, welcome to your beautiful new life" Carl said.

Dila was finished preparing to go to the market, before leaving he had to say goodbye to Carle, he did not want Carl yelling yells looking for his whereabouts, in front there was quite a lot of people, he did not want Carl yelled, I was afraid someone would hear her screams.

"I want to go to the market, you don't go anywhere, or don't call me" said Dila.

"The size of ********** I double XL, as well as my clothes," Carl said.

"****** ***** also," asked Dila.

"Your opinion. Already there, I'm already uncomfortable manakai********** yesterday," replied Carl.

Soon Dila left her house, she went to the market using her favorite bike, Dila preferred to ride a bike rather than ride a motor vehicle, after all the market is also not too far from her home.

"Supervise him, don't let him do anything, I don't want him to get hurt" Carl said.

"Ready sir."

"Whose phone is he wearing?"

"My future wife" said Carl.