Mafia Girls Vs Ustadz Handsome
The Village

in a cafe Marvin looked at the person in front lazily.

"what are you meeting me for". asked Marvin

"i'm offering you something that will be very profitable for you".

"i'm not interested in your offer at all". Marvin

"surely not, you know the benefits you can be with my sister Shazia" Derrel said with a smile

"i've said no I'm not interested in the offers you bring including the imingi imingi get Shazia, I don't want to be stuck with a cunning person like you".

"if you want to do something do it yourself". Marvin continued and left Derrel

Derrel clenched his hand as Marvin turned down the offer

"fuck why he's not interested at all".

Marvin immediately drove his car after leaving Derrel

"i'm not stupid Derrel that you can take advantage of".

in the boarding school ustadz Ghazali after he finished teaching straight back home, the first sight when entering the house he saw was Shazia who was sitting in the living room rubbing his stomach

"assalamualaik". Ustadz Ghazali

"waalaikumussalam". answered Shazia and kissed the back of her husband's hand

Ghazali sat down next to Shazia and kissed his wife

"assalamualaikum son of Abi".

"mama where". asked Ghazali

"mama is in my room" Shazia replied

"get ready today we walk the road". Ghazali said

"where to go". asked Shazia

"today we will deliver mama because there are some mama's business at home" replied Ghazali

"to the village where you were born" asked Shazia

"not the place of birth but the place where I was raised" replied Ghazali

"don't ask much, be ready there".

"okay" answered Shazia

"we're going to stay for a few days there mas". asked Shazia

Shazia got up from her seat and went into the room to prepare the goods to be taken. after finishing the three of them were already in the car

"how long was there" asked Shazia

"until the mama business is finished, because there is nothing in the handle of the mama's work, later mama will come here again when you will give birth" replied Khadijah

Ghazali drove his car at a moderate pace because he did not want anything to happen with his family. Ghazali gripped Shazia's hand as it rained.

"everything will be fine, you have to be able to fight your trauma dear"., Ghazali said, kissing the back of Shazia's hand

Shazia closed her eyes and exhaled regularly

"rain is not as scary as you imagine baby, now try to open his eyes slowly and look at the children who are playing rain".

Shazia slowly opened his eyes, as the eyes opened the heart beat and the hands began to cool, Ghazali rubbed the back of his wife's hand

"look at them happy when they play in the rain and they're good it means it's very nice" Ghazali and Shazia said, beginning to calm down and seeing children playing in the rain

Khadijah in the passenger seat smiled as he watched his son treat his wife so well

"mama's proud of you son, even if you have to educate yourself without your father present, maybe you have forgotten how your father gave you affection because I am your father away for good your age is still so small, but your attitude and nature is very similar to your father".

the situation in the car was so quiet only accompanied by sholawat chants that Ghazali set. after a few hours of travel they finally reached their destination. Ghazali stopped his car in front of a typical level house in the countryside. Ghazali got out of the car and helped his wife down, the three of them walked into the house.

from a distance Zulfa saw their interaction, his heart was slashed when he saw the attention of ustadz Ghazali to his wife especially his wife in a state of pregnancy. during this time Zulfa always prayed to be with ustadz Ghazali but until now the do'a has not been granted.

"there's no chance for me aa'".

"ustadz Ghazali is happy, grandma please forget him and stop your do'a that will never come true".

"i want to be with him grandma". replied Zulfa

"Zulfa grandma please don't lower yourself to get something impossible". Grandmotherly

"let's go home". grandma continued and pulled Zulfa's hand

in the house Ghazali approached his wife and gave her a drink

"his stomach doesn't feel anything right, baby". Ghazali and Shazia asked

"if it's cramping". asked Ghazali

"no mas, I'm fine and look at them very actively, like they're very happy to be brought here".

Ghazali took out his hand and sure enough his son was kicking

"mas is just afraid you are exhausted and make you or the content problematic".

"it can't be that I'm tired of just sitting down".