The Cruel Mafia Love.

Chapter 22

Carl invites Dila back to the city faster than he said before, Carl chooses back sooner than he has set. He wanted to give an explanation to his betel wife at home, he did not want them to hurt Dila his beloved wife. Carl also has the intention to return them all to their husbands. He no longer needs his betel wife anymore, there is Dila who will provide love and service 24 hours without stop.

After saying goodbye to Dila's family they both left home. Dila is very sincere in coming to town with her husband, she is sure her life together with Carl will be much happier than she was in the city.

After all Carl has started to show his love and seriousness in this relationship, it is what makes Dila more confident with her husband.

"Borrow a cell phone" said Dila.

"For?"

"Main cell phones, I'm tired of mas.. My phone is broken" said Dila.

"Later to buy, don't open my phone" Carl said.

"Please borrow a cell phone." Dila tried to persuade her husband.

Carl's heart melted instantly. He who loves Dila cannot possibly not melt, the more his love for Dila the greater.

"Dear."

"Don't open the weird weird one." Carl gave Dila his phone.

"Thank you." Dila approaches Carl's face and kisses him.

Degs.. Carl's heart beats faster, indeed this woman can most make it like this.

Carl tries to control himself so that he does not look wrong.

Arriving at the airport the two of them immediately headed for the waiting room, Carl was still waiting for information from his men.

"It's a shame we get on a jet or a plane" asked Dila.

Carl approaches Dila's face. "Have dared to call me dear yes, not her yesterday did not want to marry me."

"Yes, I'll just call you names. You just don't want to be loved" said Dila.

"Keep that way, I like it." Carl kissed Dila's lips.

Before long Carl's men came to give word if their jet plane was ready. As the two walked out of the room, they both got into the jet ready to fly over the clouds.

The journey from where they are now to the city where Carl lives takes approximately 2 hours. The time is not long, if Carl wants he can spend that time to grow crops, unfortunately now he has some tasks that he has to do. After all last night, he had already done so with great satisfaction.

"Mas I don't want a house with your betel wife" said Dila.

"Don't bother, they won't bother you" Carl said.

"If they disturb me, what do you give me?"

"Whatever you want, I work for you too."

"Thank you, dear husband." Dila hugged Carl from the side.

"But every night, don't protest" Carl said.

"Every boss" said Dila.

"Likes? Last night to cry, the hornbills were good?"

"Darling.." I was ashamed of myself and heard it.

"Snake or sick? If it hurts I won't do that again."

"Oh, it hurts, I don't do it anymore."

"Nob." Blindfolded, he hid his face in Carl's clothes, completely embarrassed.

"Stop being ashamed of me, you're my wife.. We're legally married, I've known every inch of your body, from the carry part to the top I know everything. So stop being ashamed of me" said Carl.

Dila just kept quiet, she couldn't stop being ashamed of Carl. They just got married, not dating, there's definitely shame.

After a short trip, they reached the city center. Both landed safely, because Carl wanted to directly bring Dila to his house, Carl did not need his men again, he immediately brought his private car home.

"Darling your home away from here" asked Dila.

"No, downtown complex," replied Carl.

Carl turned his car into a luxury housing complex, Dila to the point of being distracted by the luxurious house in there. He believes Carl's house must be the best in this complex.

"Where's your house, baby" asked Dila.

"That's in front."

Dila's eyes widened to see a super luxurious 5-story house, he had never seen a house as big and luxurious as this. Carl's work as a mobster makes Dila no wonder if Carl has a house as luxurious as this.

"It's so big" said Dila.

"Come on."

They both got out of the car. Carl took Dila's hand to show everyone in the house that if Dila was his special woman, he had never held a woman before. Only Dila is what he is holding.

"Well what is your betel wife's wife" asked Dila.

"Inside" answered Carl.

Dila brought Dila to his three betel wives.

Nita, Amel, and Fiyya are shocked to see Carl together with a woman. They wish the woman had the same fate as them, they don't want Carl to have a real wife.

"All three of you introduce me, she's my wife. Unlike the three of you, don't bother him. Don't make trouble with her, don't argue she said, help her if my wife needs help."

The three of them were surprised again.

"You married her officially, then what about us?"

"you guys? Not that you're just tools, never expect more, you're going back to your rotten husband's husband. I don't need you all anymore." Carl took Dila away from that place.

The three of them stared intently at Dila. Dila who was conscious instantly stuck out her tongue. He also hugs Carl from the side while squeezing Carl's ass.

"Sincerely you are," said Carl, who was surprised by what Dila.

"Hahaha let it be, they don't like me, let it get hotter" Dila said.

"You make them hotter" asked Carl.

"You go back to your body" said Dila.

"Know what I want to do." Carl turned his body.

Immediately Dila looked at the three of them, then her hand moved squeezing junior Carl gently, she did not dare to be strong because it would definitely hurt. Dila's facial expression looked extremely mocking the three of them.

"Feel," said Dila with great satisfaction.