The Special Lady of the Mafia

27.

Some medical equipment is attached to the small body of Nisha, now her condition has improved slightly than before. A few days in the ICU, with pretty alarming circumstances.

"The injury to his stomach is not too deep, it's just that the allergy he experienced was so severe and did not immediately get treatment. Thank God his life can still be saved, you don't have to worry about Ray." Haykal, a personal doctor as well as a friend, a friend even he has become a family for Ray.

"Hem." Ray still faithfully accompanied by the patient's bedside.

"Come on Ray, you should pay attention to yourself, too. If he wakes up, look at you like this. I'll make sure he'll prefer to sleep again." Haykal nudged Ray so much to a Nisha.

"Bre****you, take care of him for a minute and don't you do anything." Ray's sharp gaze at Haykal was like a sword eye ready to pierce his target.

"Yes yes, there."

With his heavy steps, Ray forced himself to obey the words of Haykal. True, now Ray's appearance is so very creepy than before. Some days he was unkempt and only concerned with the state of his idol, and this time he followed the advice.

How lucky you are to have such a cold man, your presence makes him experience many positive changes. But, if you find out who he really is, I hope you can hold on to stay by his side.

"You'll lose your sight if you keep staring at him." Ray stood right behind Haykal's body that was still cool looking at Nisha.

"Aish, you always come suddenly. I'm not going to take the man who's made you change so far, Ray, but. If you throw her away, I will voluntarily make her the queen of my life." Haykal deliberately uses words that can provoke healing and anger from a Ray.

"Death will approach if it happens." Ketus Ray who got rid of Ray's body from the side of Nisha's bed.

"Hahaha, okay. Have a good rest, Mr. Ray, miss. Hurry up and open your eyes, she's waiting for her handler to wake up." Haykal's whisper on Nisha's right side.

"Haynah!!" Two octaves higher than Ray's usual scream.

"Yes, you always win Ray." Before leaving, Haykal patted Ray on the shoulder. "Increase the bond between the two of you, don't waste the woman who has managed to get your soul." Then Haykal passed by from before such a cold man.

Staring at the face of Nisha who was still so pale, slowly the burly hand grabbed the tiny hand that was still stuck with the needle on the back of his hand. Thinking of every word Haykal had spoken to him, wasn't that Ray's main goal of approaching Nisha.

"Geez!" It came out from the pale-faced little lips.

"Baby! You're sober, baby." So very antiannya Ray when he found out Nisha was aware.

"Ha us."

A quick movement takes a glass and pours water into it, giving a straw that can make it easier to drink it.

"Thank you, sir."

"Is there anything you feel dear, or want something?" Caressing the face of the woman who had made herself barely breathe in these few days.

"Em, there's no mas. Thank you, we saved me." The grip of the hand was finally avenged.

"I'm wrong, if I don't assign you. Then it won't happen, that's it. Oh yeah, grandma always asks you, baby. All she knows is that you're on a business trip from me, Grandma's safe there." Convince Nisha not to be worried.

"Yes, thank you. Emm, did Vansh's brother get caught?" As soon as Nisha asks this question, she is afraid that Ray will be angry with her.

"Ah, that guy. He's still unaccounted for, sorry dear."

"It seems so, from this second you get fired."

"What?! How to fuck around like this mas, not fair." Nisha uses her face on Ray.

"Well, you'll switch assignments to become Ray's mistress. Your job is only to take care of yourself and also related to our lives, for others. That's my job, baby." Smacking tiny hands so sedentary.

"I mean mas?" Nisha could already digest the words Ray spoke, but she wanted to ascertain the truth of them all.

"Let's get married, and you know I don't know the word rejection baby. It's enough of this to set you free, I don't want anything similar to happen again."

"But why ..."

"I don't need any more excuses from you, baby. One more week, we'll get married." Ray stood up and slightly moved away from Nisha, knowing that Nisha would attack him.

"Based on selfish men, just want to make a decision. one week away, why not tomorrow at all." Nisha continued to grumble with the decision Ray had made.

Lyric smile was hung on Ray's face, there was something that really caught his attention.

"I heard your words, baby, all right. Tomorrow we're getting married, get yourself ready."

"What?! Totally selfish of you mas!" The pillow floated in the air towards Ray.

Bugh

Right about the cold man's face, walked up to Nisha who had put on her pouting face. Ray really wants to devour the woman right now, making himself more tempted.

"Ma, what do you want?"

Ray approached Nisha who had been so frightened of him, their faces were now only a few cents away.

"You've always thought badly of me, baby."

In such a state of shock, Ray slowly looked at the face of his heart. The owner of his soul who is now facing him, then he declares his two lips to unite together. Ray dominates the situation more, Nisha who will initially reject it. Somehow he began to enjoy it, until at the time he had to hit so strongly Ray's chest.

"Why?" Asked Ray who had just removed his link.

"Hah hah, you have no feelings. I can't breathe, want to kill me?" Subjecting her head and busying herself by adjusting her breath, Nisha so held back her embarrassment before Ray.

Hearing Nisha say this, Ray smiles. He finds out that the woman is holding back the shame of the previous incident.

"Nobody told you not to breathe, baby. You'll get used to it later, get some rest. Tomorrow will need energy for our marriage, do you have something to prepare for everything? But it looks like you'll agree to what I'm planning, better take a break, okay baby." Ray clasped Nisha's hand again and patted her a little.

Those eyes looked towards the face of the man who had so delicately invited her to marry, there was no gap for her to lie.

What is true everything you say is mas, marriage is a sacred thing and not kidding.