The Cute Girl of the Mafia

The Extra Part 5

"It's nice to work with you Mr. Anderson." One of the three women standing straight in front of Arthur shook her hand. He wears a pink work coat that contrasts with his skin. Smiles appeared on their faces, seeming to have just agreed on a big deal after a long time of deliberating in the meeting room. Even when the time has indicated noon, maybe his wife has been waiting.

"We will definitely try our best for the project this time." The black-clothed man next to him. He reached out with a hand that Arthur greeted politely.

"Hopefully our cooperation goes well." Arthur reviews the knotty smile that adds to his cool impression. His heart was relieved and happy for the cooperation that had just been established, because this was very influential for his company.

After a short conversation with the three men, they disbanded. The man's broad steps towards his room which was on the highest floor of the Anderson Group. Immediately remembered the wife who must have frowned because of boredom.

"Why is it so long?" Grunts greeted Arthur as the man entered the room. Suddenly he hugged his wife who had pursed her lips because of a lump.

"And I told you to wait at home, baby" the man replied as he pulled his wife's hand toward the sofa. Netra Arthur looked at the array of dishes presented on the table. He widened his smile. Just know Aisha that her husband is starving.

"Thank you baby, you're the most understanding." Cup. One kiss landed on that still-manyuning lip. The owner immediately throttled between still upset and embarrassed.

"Of course, you're the inconsiderate trough. Look the food on the table is cold." The weirdo.

"Yes sorry, pregnant women are not good to be angry, later it will be more beautiful." His god while smiling and menoel pointed chin of his woman.

The woman's cheeks were red. He tried to hide it and grabbed a plate containing processed fish on the table. These dishes he had deliberately ordered a moment ago. To anticipate that her husband will return hungry.

"How was the meeting?" Aisha's questions broke the silence and paused her husband's activities, who was bribing a spoonful of fish soup in her mouth.

"Everything is going well, baby, the cooperation has been approved. This project will really help our company." Throw the man straight. His face was still cheerful when he mentioned it.

"We?" Aisha's birthday is a bit strange with the word. Anderson Group is a giant corporation that her husband inherited from generations before. Arthur is the most influential because he catapulted the name Anderson Group. Until when people hear the name Arthur Anderson, most people will recognize the big name. Especially for businesses in this country. Many times the name of the handsome man is included in the ranks of successful business people.

Aisha's ears felt foreign to hear the word "our company". Because even though she was her husband, she felt that there was no right in her business.

"Yes, we." Lantang Arthur. "We're a couple, did you forget that baby? Everything that is mine is yours too. My wealth, my position, my body, and including this company are yours as well. From now on I will involve you." A feeling of excitement enveloped Aisha. Suddenly she thrust herself into the chest of her husband's field,

"Why? You're moved that your handsome husband is turning out to be 1% better every day?" Confidently he spoke while giving a soft elusan at the top of his wife's head. The man's voice was not very clear because his mouth was still busy chewing.

Aisha was still enjoying the gentle touch, even though her husband was still raving about himself.

"You know Sha, I just found out something new. If we get better by 1% every day for 365 days, we will be 37 times better than the previous version. Conversely, if it's worse than 1% every day, then we'll have a decrease to almost zero." Whether there was any wind, Aisha was a little surprised to hear her husband blurting words of wisdom from her mouth. He was just talking about the superiority of Arthur Anderson.

"Why are you suddenly so wise, baby?!" Aisha laughed and was surprised to see Arthur. The man immediately stoked. What was wrong, he was not wise.

"I used to be wise! otherwise how can I lead and raise the name of this company to be known to the whole world." His grunts were irritated then slightly distanced himself. He focused on the food on the table. Filling his stomach that had been rumbling from earlier and delayed because he was busy talking to his wife.

"Arthur sorry.." The woman's voice sounded seductive in order to persuade her husband who was in sulking mode. Approach himself and switch to plugging the plate of the man next to him.

"Give me back my plate!"

"No, I'm going to bribe you so that my husband doesn't sulk." Persuade raynya who cheeked adorable face and puppy eyes that always successfully melted the heart of Arthur. Look, even her husband eats more voraciously when he feeds her.

"So, now my husband has a hobby of reading books? You must have read the best seller, right?" Aisha. The catch is on target. Arthur looked up at him.

"How did you know?" Ask Arthur.

"I read it two weeks ago." Aisha said lightly. Even so interested he in the book until staying up until midnight to finish it. She had only stopped when her husband nagged telling her to take a break back then.

"Ah how could I forget that I have a smart, nerdy wife like you." The man scratched his non-itchy nape.

"Have not spoken while eating, finish your food I'm going to the toilet." The woman cried for a moment before she passed to the bathroom to fulfill her wish.

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Now, Aisha is in the armament room. A large room that only a few people have access to. In order to clean it up, only special servants had trained for many years. Various firearms until some sophisticated tools seemed to be overtaken by ropes on the wall. Moreover, the firearms, consisting of various types and coming from various countries. The majority are indeed from abroad, some are imported from weapons-producing countries that have no doubt of their quality.

In the past, Aisha would be at home all day spending her time in this kind of place. It was as if the tools were his best friend. Because even since childhood he's been checked into such exercises.

The pregnant woman's net seemed to close, like she was diving into her own world. Her challenging childhood and adolescence seemed to be a very memorable memory. There is bitter and sweet. But he never regretted it all because maybe it was all his fate line.

But Aisha was agitated. He touched his round stomach. It contains human lives there. His little heart did not want his son to feel what he felt. Aisha wants her children to live a normal life. But all that feels impossible considering that his father is the chairman of the famous mafia. There will be many dangers that threaten his son's life, especially if the world until it knows that he is Aisha's child. Descendants directly from him. I don't know what he's going through.

"Aisha!" The sound of men's screams made Aisha jump. He even touched the left chest where his heart was.

"What are you doing here, baby?!" Asked Arthur who seemed to be in the fog after circling the mansion to find his wife. He was surprised not to play when he found out the woman who was pregnant her child was here.

Aisha turned to look at Arthur. They exchanged looks. The man eroded the distance and held it tight. Concerns about her net.

"I guess where I'm going! Why go to this place?" Ask after breaking a hug. Arthur glanced at the array of weapons on the wall. Then refocus on his wife's restless face.

"What's the matter, baby?" Asked the man while clasping his hands tightly.

"I'm just remembering the old me before being with you. Now it feels like all these tools are kind of weird, especially with my distended stomach like this." Aisha chuckles softly.

"What are you worried about?" Arthur was flat-faced and did not take his eyes off. It can catch the anxiety in the eyes of the woman.

"I'm afraid that my son will experience what I experienced first Arthur. I don't want them to live in danger every day, I want them to live their good times normally and happily, not like me." Aisha.

"And it's not like me, nor do I want it to happen. Don't let him grow up like I used to." The man replied softly. It seems he is also remembering his teenage years that every day grappling with weapons to protect himself and those around him. Not only that, Arthur remjaa has even been burdened with a company as big as Anderson Group, if not for the help of his father's hard supporters first, maybe now the Anderson family has gone bankrupt and live the name.

"Don't be burdened with that baby, you take it easy." Arthur seems to understand where Aisha's excessive anxiety lies. "I'm not going to introduce Regdator to them. I won't introduce them to my dark world. Never, but still if one day we have another child and it's a boy. I'll train him to protect himself." The man said softly as he stroked the wife's stomach. Her first child is a girl, but it does not rule out the possibility that they will have a son. And if that is realized, then inevitably Arthur's son must be able to protect himself. Much of the competition in this world was done in an unhealthy way and his son would be wrought into a talented leader even better than him.

"We have a son now, baby." Aisha's knees are soft. Reminds that Devan is also their child, even though only adopted children without clarity of status. Although Dev and Krystal were not born from Aisha's womb, they deserve fair treatment.

"Yes, yes I know that." Said Arthur.

Aisha simply smiled at the change in Arthur's face. She acted boldly and kissed her old husband's lips. "I love you." Lirih.

The man was surprised not to play in the middle of his daydream. Getting an impromptu attack like that suddenly made the one below react.

The man kissed Aisha's forehead long ago.

"I love you too. I'll always be with you my number six, my lion cub, my El Taylor.."

"Don't call me that again, let's live a normal married life. Living a beautiful life with our children. Please don't let my kids experience what I'm going through. Let them live their lives as they please, don't teach our daughter to hold a gun, but we teach her to be smart to be useful to everyone." Aisha's long words seemed to be only considered the wind. Her husband focused on his own activities. His hands and lips were guerrilla to and fro. He could feel the heat running around him.

"Arthurian.. " Aisha had guessed what her husband wanted through the look in her eyes.

"I'm so tired.." His ray with a pinched face.Huff, the woman sighed. He was lazy to stay up, but that's it. She complied as her husband****** her lips and dragged his hand to go into the room upstairs. Pity also he, has been patient for more than a month because doctors recommend they reduce intercourse activities.

But wait! Aisha's strange taste that she just realized. There was something strange about his stomach. Suddenly he felt heartburn but a slightly stronger heartburn than usual. Uncomfortable feeling radiates from the front of the stomach to the back. She held her husband's hand until Arthur stopped.

"What's the matter, baby?" Ask the man. They were already under the stairs that were going to go upstairs. His passionate desire suddenly vanished when he highlighted Aisha's grimacing face with pain.

"My stomach hurt, it seemed like it was contracting and was about to give birth." Aisha blurted. Withstanding the strange turmoil on his stomach.

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