THE CRUEL MAFIA IS MY HUSBAND

THE CRUEL MAFIA IS MY HUSBAND
COLORFUL HAIRY WOMAN


"hwaa...."


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Chris panicked to see his wife who was crying so hard chris also keep trying to calm the wife, is not Mark? he desperately wanted to laugh different things with rachel who did not know that women who were pregnant were very sensitive.


"why is that lady, sir?" rachel whisper.


"his wife is pregnant, and most women who are pregnant are sensitive.ah you are still a child help you will definitely not understand this kind of problem" replied Mark.


"it's a shame to see so many people, they look at me like a criminal" said Chris.


Mark who heard it was not his best friend to help calm his best friend's wife, Mark instead provoked kia to cry even harder.


"weeping again harder let's just say you're in the mountains, overflow everything you feel"


"mark you don't be like a ghost huh, you're as good as going your presence is not at all I need" said chris with a thin tone.


srukkc...


"what's your name?" kia asked rachel while pulling snot out of her nose.


Chris immediately took the tissue from inside his pouch and told kia to take out her snot.


"my name is rachel miss" replied rachel.


"honey spit out your snot, that's the shit why you put it in again" chris recalled.


Without a sense of amused and disgusted, chris himself who holds the nose kia to clean the nose kia, mark who saw it was amazed by the attitude of his best friend is very different, if in the past chris is really anti whose name is dirt or dust.then this chris cleans your nose that has been made sure there will be many germs and bacteria. chris doesn't look amused.


"now we're friends okay?" ask kia.


"te-friends?"


"why? don't you want to be friends with me hiks.." asked kia with tears that were already unstoppable.


"let's say yes" whispered Mark.


"sure miss, we'll be friends" rachel replied quickly.


"all right now let's eat, hmm what do you want to eat rachel?" take kia, kia also holds rachel's hand, leaving two men just like that.


"why did you show up anyway, Mark? don't know if I'm making out with my wife?" pissed chris.


mark of course did not accept being blamed, his intention here also to buy food for his apartment.


"you think I know you're here? anyway this is the nearest mall in my apartment so reasonable dong if I come here" protested mark.


Chris then left just like mark, he prefers to follow his wife rather than arguing with his best friend. turns out his little wife is in the restaurant quickly, just, it was obvious that kia was very happy together with rachel, the two of them were even queuing up while joking with laughter.


But behind his wife was one young man who was quite handsome, the young man looked at kia with a smile. of course Chris can't let that happen but just wants him to step mark instead come and prevent it.


"it's better to watch them from here"


"it's good that I don't want to, I don't want my wife to be looked at that way by that snot guy" replied chri, chris then stepped up following his wife.


Chris hugged her from behind, no matter what people looked at her.


"honey looks like you're here, I'm looking for you everywhere you know" chris said spoiledly.


"chris let go here very crowded" whispered kia.


"i don't care, I want to be spoiled with you. And the triple baby would also want to be spoiled with me, wouldn't you?" chris also stroked kia's stomach.


Chris said it was loud enough until a middle-aged woman beside him heard him.


"right lady, I'm great can't score three at once? where my wife is so young again" chris boasted in public.


"great, son, I pray that God bless you both"


"amen" replied kia and chris.


"please pray also mistress, my wife currently contains four tadpoles" Mark said suddenly while hugging rachel.


Rachel, kia and chris glared in shock.of course you know that rachel and mark's relationship is only limited to domestic assistants and also employers, married not to mention to have a baby.


"really, congratulations, you are really a very happy couple" said the middle-aged woman.


"ahhaa, thank you lady" rachel replied.


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The food was already in the message and had arrived, they were eating food with santay but not with rachel. she looked nervous sitting next to mark, she said, and which woman wouldn't get carried away when Mark said that.


"rachel why are you daydreaming? does the food not suit your taste?" ask kia


"ah no lady, the food is delicious I really like. for poor people like that I think this food is very special" replied rachel.


She was so reminded of her mother at home, her mother had definitely never eaten such a luxurious and expensive meal like this. he had seen the price of food on the menu and enough to make rachel shocked half to death.


"if it's good why don't you eat?" ask mark.


"i ate this, sir"


A few minutes later, lunch was finished but there was still a lot of food left, rachel thought to bring the rest of the food to her mother.


"hmm Miss you go first yes I want to go to the toilet for a while" rachel said.


"let me go" said Mark.


"eh don't just carelessly origin you brother mark, let hel let me take it" replied kia.


"no matter what my lady can do alone, besides the toilet is also close by" said rachel.


"all right we'll wait in front of the restaurant, if there's anything call us, come on honey" chris said.


after chris's departure, kia and mark. rachel quickly ask the waiter to wrap up the food.


after a long wait, the food was finally finished in the package.


"this is the miss of her food"


"ah thanks ya ka" rachel smiled happily as she brought along a few pockets containing luxurious meals for her mother.


Rachel goes out of the restaurant but suddenly gets hit by a group of women with colorful hair.


Brakk....


"you can walk no" shouted the colorful-haired female lead.


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