The Love of the Mafia
Chapter 2: The Marriage

The sea of blue clouds seemed to envelop a luxurious residence with a green yard full of grass, and fruit trees that are beautiful to look at. The magnificent gate welcomes the road stretching to the door of the building, there is a winding staircase leading to the front door, the right side of the stairs there is a car garage and a wooden house for the women workers, there is a staircase, on the left side there is a food storage room.

The two-story residence looks beautiful from the outside, but it does not escape the impression of Muslim owners that they display from the calligraphy paintings above the entrance. When the door is open, the two pairs will directly hit the living room with a white sofa paired with each other and a glass table in the middle of the sofa looks elegant with a vase ornament containing flowers from glass.

The white Arab wall behind the sofa features a jumbo photo of four happy family members. Do not forget on each side of the photo arranged small photos ranging from the face of a thick bearded man who has the highest position in the family.

The man with the thick beard was named Rahman Akthakarta. Rahman had the position of head in his family, and head of the ta'lim council in the city of Almaty. Previously, he served as the head of the company in several branches but he chose to resign, due to the age that is not young anymore. As the head of the assembly, it is not easy for Rahman to hold him, he must be a role model for the community there, he said, for that, all members of his family must have good ethics so that they do not choose Rahman as their role model.

In addition, he has women accompanying his career journey from zero to the present. He is Riverlyn Alba Akthakarta, he is the head of the Almaty Umrah Bureau. The bureau that handles the departure of pilgrims and Umrah to the holy land. That said the worker who became a servant in his residence! Although she was old, but the young beauty from behind the niqab was never lost.

Currently the two had just arrived a guest from Oral. Rahman sat in a chair with one person at the other end, while Riverlyn sat in front of a guest named Hasbi, but there was a table divider between the two.

Bruck

“please see Mr Rahman and Mrs Riverlyn”

Said a middle-aged woman with a black hijab on her head, she had just sat in the living room while putting a few piles of books on the table belonging to the Rahman family.

One of the servants dressed in shar'i came to bring a tray containing three cups of lemon tea that felt warm, white smoke floated on top of the cup.

“this is the drink!, please.” said the waiter kneeling beside the table, showing polite behavior to his guests.

“ thank you! May Allah SWT bless your family with abundant sustenance” Hasbi gives prayers as a form of gratitude. Hasbi is an old matchmaking woman for the girls in Almaty.

"Getter"

Pud

The sound of cashew seeds being thrown on the glass-coated round table, making the three pairs of eyes directly direct their eyes towards where the seeds were thrown. How can someone disturb their conversation.

“your business is good too, Abi!.” seductive a man wearing a black toxedo suit with his hair tucked up. The first son of Rahman Akthakarta, Alham Alba Akthakarta who is none other than the heir to the Akthakarta family company. He is the one who continued Rahman's company, establishing himself as a young entrepreneur in Kazakhstan.

The man without feathers around his chin does like to make jokes, especially when his parents choose a mate for the younger brother, even though he knows if there is no man that the girl likes.

“ Alham, be polite a little” even so Abi Rahman still never liked the way Alham in creating a warm atmosphere. According to him, it was too disrespectful considering his position as the chairman of the assembly.

However, Alham never heeded Abi Rahman's advice. “ was indeed true, my beautiful sister would not accept them. So it's useless"

“ALHAMM”

Abi Rahman growled at Alham who was chewing on the remains of cashew seeds in his hands, although Abi Rahman looked serious with a sharp eye highlight and the feather-covered jaw was entrenched, it is not enough to scare Alham.

If it is like this, it is the duty of a wife and mother to divorce them both. "So be patient, there's Mrs Hasbi here" Riverlyn rubbed her husband's full arm, making Rahman sigh calmly.

Just now a girl enthusiastically called while running down the stairs to be able to hug her brother tightly. The long-pressed woman with no cover on her head looked beautiful and dazzling showing a plain face with long decomposed black hair. He'll show his face if it's just a female guest.

Subha Alba Akthakarta is the second daughter of the Akthakarta family, a woman who has a charming face behind a black cloth. It has beautiful eyelids, thick and pliable eyelashes, a sharp nose, red cheeks and a thin chin. Every guest who visits Subha's house is always presented with the beauty and beauty of the woman's body.

Many men want to make Subha his wife but he always refused, allowing himself to continue to fight when he was 24 years old. Because what? according to her, her husband will be like Abi Rahman and Alham.

back to topic.

Alham gently rubbed Subha's black hair. Sometimes he also kissed his sister's red cheeks. So anxious is Alham to his only sister until his cheeks must be a victim. From a small man always kissed Subha's cheeks that never change, still remain filled and chewy.

But again, Alham's behavior was not liked by Abi Rahman. “Alham. Subha is not a child anymore.”

“ hem... in my eyes little Subha never changed” Alham again refuted, making Rahman almost dizzy with this behavior of his son. Even this man continued to hug Subha, making her tight and almost out of breath.

“Abi... Subha is no problem. Abi does not need to worry about Subha. Alham's brother does like my cheek" martial Subha made Alham smile proudly. At least Subha was not angry when her cheeks had already been pecked.

“See... It's okay Abi, we should be grateful to have two children who love and love each other" Riverlyn again gave advice with gentleness.

When the atmosphere feels back to how it was. Rahman's wife spoke again. "Already, if you play not here. There's a guest,"

Subha and Alham chuckled softly, barely audible.the two immediately moved away from the living room, precisely the two were joking near the window.

Umi Riverlyn smiled faintly upon seeing the discomfort that appeared on the wrinkled face of mistress Hasbi. “we apologize, all of it is commonplace and it was just a small quarrel”

"No problem, Madam" Hasbi chuckled softly after noticing this little quarrel between son and father, as if creating a harmonious family with a little spice of contention.

Rahman's father again flipped sheet by page of the book that was still in his white hands. Forced to let his two children joke near the window with white curtains hanging there. Because after that subha will be married, Alham had to let his beloved sister go to her husband's house. No matter Subha will accept or refuse, Rahman's decision is unanimous.

“ This man, isn't he a young businessman from the Renata family?. I heard that their families have a good religion. His father was a financial management division in the Alatau region." Rahman gave a piece of paper containing the biodata of a man named Frederick Jian Renata to his wife who was not far from his seat.

"Right Abi, this guy looks good and suits Subha"

To be continued

Not to insult or explain any party, please cooperate.

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This is my second work! if you have ever been an author, surely this thing you have felt, where the desire to create a new story you really want to do. This essay is also still amateurish, so please comment with polite sentences to take care of each other heart😘