The Special Lady of the Mafia

The Special Lady of the Mafia
30.



It had been a few weeks from Ray's departure to the other country, before he promised to give news to Nisha. But in reality it's not like that.


"Kok mas Ray no news, huh? Brother Heru, is there any news from Ray's mas there?" Nisha asks this question while they are enjoying their lunch.


"No Nish yet, did Mr Ray not give you any news?" Sipping a cup of coffee from his glass, Heru frowned.


Sorry Nish, you have to lie to me. Right now, Mr. Ray is attacking his enemy, you don't know the other side of Ray.


"No brother, I hope nothing happens there." Nisha's feeling was really worried, her husband had no news in the least while away from her.


To distract her mind who is worried about her husband's existence and circumstances, Nisha intends to go to the place where she worked first. Taking off the longing with her best friend, that's what Nisha can expect for everything.


Upon his arrival there, waiting until work hours ended can only be free to chat.


"How are you, dear, miss." Devi hugged Nisha tightly.


"Well Dev, I miss you both. Oh yeah, where's Satria bang?" Nisha has not seen the whereabouts of her best friend yet.


"Bang Satria is finishing Nish's kitchen, we'll just wait there." Devi takes Nisha to a park in the cafe.


They also continue to tell stories and also release longing, usually when working they will always take the time to be able to exchange ideas or just unwind.


"Hey! Have you been waiting for long? Well, add contains just your cheek Nish. Who's here the same?" Satria glanced all over the corner of the place, if there was a bodyguard who was in love.


"Same brother Heru, stay in the car." Nisha pointed towards the parked car.


Devi and Satria nodded slowly, they continued the conversation that was already very much delayed. From behind the windshield, Heru saw Nisha's smile that looked so loose without any pressure. So he let it go, because if they had returned home, surely the smile would have twisted itself.


"How about we go watch? I haven't collected this gini for a long time." Satria made her suggestion to enjoy their togetherness.


"How's Nish?" Devi understands her best friend, as she must ask her husband for permission first.


Actually Nisha was eager to follow the advice of her two best friends, but she remembered the words of her husband. If you want to go anywhere, you have to go with her husband's permission.


"It seems, I ..."


"Follow Nish, let's have a brother in charge." Heru was already behind Nisha.


"Sister Heru! But brother, what about Ray?" Nisha did not want to betray the words of her husband.


"It's okay, Mr. Ray is taking your responsibility on your brother. Come on, let's go now. If you're just dumbassing like this, there's a darkening day." Heru averted their minds to immediately leave the place.


The three nodded as a sign of agreeing with the advice Heru gave, Satria used her own motorbike and the women went along with Heru. However, Heru did not want to make Nisha feel depressed about the situation. They enjoyed the meeting back then, spending time smiling. Until the time showed almost midnight, they ended the meeting.


"Sir, thank you for today."


"Sama-sama, come inside. Don't think too much about their news, rest assured that you're fine there." Heru sends Nisha into the mansion and leaves her to rest in the guest room.


Re-entering the room where she spent time with her husband, the room now feels so quiet and empty.


Where are you mas? Did you purposely make me like this, you gave the love that you said your soul to me. In this way, you threw me away after getting what you wanted.


That date sounded heartbreaking, missing someone who had given her the sweetness of love. But now, the person does not know where he is and there is no news of him. There were so many people around Nisha, but no one gave her any information about her.


Fatigue after crying, the eyes slowly closed following his tiredness. Falling asleep in such a fragile state, Nisha tried hard. When the morning sunlight began to greet, Nisha's body was still lying and covered in a blanket.


Tok tok...


Tok tok...


"Miss Nisha."


Tok tok...


Still there is no answer, Mr. Muh immediately informed Heru.


"Sorry sir, the lady did not open the door of her room and did not answer." Mr. Muh approached Heru who was enjoying his warm coffee.


"Maybe Nisha's in the bathroom, Mr. Muh." Heru answered the words.


"I've repeatedly knocked and called mister, is it better to see him inside mister." Mr. Muh was worried.


Thinking for a moment to digest the words, Heru placed down his coffee glass violently and ran towards Nisha's room.


" lisha! Nisha open the door! Nisha!"


Knocking and also calling Nisha repeatedly and shouting, right what was said by Mr. Muh. There was no answer whatever they got, Mr. Muh came with a spare room key and gave it to Heru.


Clamps!


"Misha!"


The tiny woman's body was already lying on the floor and in a state of unconsciousness, Heru grabbed the body and brought it to be compared on the bed.


"Call Jackson to come here, hurry Mr. Muh!" So panicked Heru when he found Nisha's condition like that.


"Good sir." Mr. Muh called Ray's personal doctor to come immediately.


Twenty minutes after the doctor arrived, he was immediately taken to the main room. Seen there, Heru who met an unconscious woman on the bed.


"Who's sick Her? There's no way that Stone man." Jackson patted Heru on the shoulder and made her startled.


"You, why so long. Quickly check on him, he's been unconscious for so long and his body feels so cold." Clearly Heru to his friend.


Heru's explanation made Jackson also feel worried, he immediately did his job. A few moments later, it is seen if his forehead is wrinkled.


"Who is he?!" Jackson asked with a heavy tone.


"What's the matter, how's it going?" Heru who felt that there was something behind Jackson's question.


"Who is he, answer me?!" On such a high note, this time Jackson was very serious.


It felt like Heru was knocking on the man's head violently, never changing and no manners. Taking a deep breath, he felt that this friend also had to know who Nisha was.


"He's Ray's wife."


"Well! Wife!"