Thought by Maid, Turns out to be the Mafia Wife
115. Actual Story

From the beginning, Daffa's plan to apply for Bunga when the family returned home from vacation, had to run aground when he was just struggling to win the heart of the prospective in-laws. Daffa, who knew nothing about his father's actions when he was too young to be brought by his mother out of the country, when he learned that his father was arrested because he was caught by the state for his involvement with a number of mafia syndicates. Daffa's mother, Gavin Bramantyo's first wife, did not want her husband's case to affect her only son.

Daffa was not the son of Gavin Bramantyo. At that time his police wife Gavin, namely Nayla, was pregnant with her first baby, after five years of waiting for the presence of a baby who never came, Nayla was expecting a baby, meanwhile, Gavin police have two mistresses who also do not have children from Gavin.

Police officer Gavin slalu threatened his wife to divorce him if Nayla could not give him offspring. When she gave birth to the baby, the baby died. While there are other women who are afraid to protect their baby from someone.

The girl asked the doctor to exchange her baby Daffa for her dead baby, Madame Nayla. The exchange was made secretly due to the condition of his wife Gavin in a state of unconsciousness after giving birth to his first son. The doctor, who is not in love with the young girl's request and also pity on the fate of Nayla, who is Nayla's own best friend, finally does it to save Nayla's marriage. Daffa was neither Gavin nor Nayla's son.

Back to Daffa and Bimo who were saying goodbye to his extended family Bunga. Meanwhile, Bunga does not want to show his face to the lover. Seeing Daffa's grim face, Cintami felt suspicious. What's more seeing the cold attitude of Nabilla's mother increasingly makes Cintami feel something is not right at this time.

"Thank you young man. Come visit my company sometime!" amran's message to Daffa was simply nodding in the respectful manner of an officer.

"Ready Sir!" daffa.

Daffa and Bimo boarded the helicopter. Daffa took over as co-pilot to fly his helicopter.

The man intentionally did so because he wanted to do something while carrying the helicopter before heading inland to see their damaged helicopter.

The helicopter began to leave the runway on board the luxury yacht Gladak. Hearing the helicopter begin to air, Bunga immediately stood up. He smiled as the lover deliberately approached him, where flowers stood on the other side of the yacht. Daffa gives a flying kiss or kiss bye to Flowers.

"Babies. Good bye...!" said Daffa who was not heard by the flowers but read clearly from the movement of Daffa lips on him.

"See you again, Daffa!"

Flowers give Korean heart finger codes to the lover. Daffa smiled happily and flew his helicopter to the mainland along with the yacht which continued its voyage.

Despite Nabilla's stern warning for her, it did not discourage her from getting her maiden. For Daffa, Bunga had to fight for her, how to do it later, how, although he had to die to prove his love for Bunga because their love story did not have to be influenced by the mass of his parents' vile deeds Daffa.

"I'm not a loser like my father and I don't seem to be," Daffa's inner self who had read an article about his father that Nabilla had sent before he boarded the plane.

The story of Gavin deliberately obscured or closed by the state in order to restore the image of the police which was then very doubtful by the public about their work in upholding law and justice in this beloved country. Gavin died after spending two years at his parents' home due to his divorce from his wife Nayla.

Nabilla performed Dhuha prayers in her room. He reflected again on his actions hard enough on Daffa to stay away from his daughter.

"I can't possibly reprimand Flowers at this time because it's still in the holiday mood. Wait for everything to be over until the mental flower must be prepared before he is caught in a pool of love that only promises mirage," said Nabilla.

Amran who was lying down saw his wife's moody face as if thinking of something. He got out of bed to Nabilla, who was staring at a cell phone, but it was unclear what he was watching.

"What's wrong with you, beautiful, hmm?" amran asked half a whisper to Nabilla.

"That's okay" answered Nabilla, then got up and got on the bed and sat facing the window to see the open sea.

"Dear." Amran's burly hands infiltrated into Nabila's clothes open the chest glasses hook just want to relax the muscles of his fingers with a chewy object owned by his wife who became his therapeutic tool for 20 years of living together, their marriage should be 22 years old. Only misunderstandings have ever kept them apart.

"Mass...!" moaning Nabilla felt the hot kiss of Amran who had given a stamp on the neck of his row and also his smooth back while both hands squeezed hard chest tight in front there.

"Ssttt....!" hiss Nabilla increasingly echoed through the cabin room of the ship when their bodies were facing and the mouthfuls of the husband moved down there, digging favorably on the petals of their roses, they were, sucking out the melted honey from the body of the wife then rose again to soak the pleasures of chewy lips nan solid into his candlestick.

"You need to relax, baby. Never think of anything as long as I am your solution after this heavenly pleasure," amran's beautiful words sounded full of burning Nabilla's body which felt the pleasure of her husband's heirloom that made her continue to moan and moan.

"Hubbys.... Honeys..ohhh...!" erotic expressions sound shahdu in the ears of Amran from his bidadarami who is perfect for the father of five children.

The two fought exciting battles in the arena of the soft mattress with sheets that were already irregular again. The hot romance that was created that morning was not just their own, but the four other couples who were singing the same song titled enjoyment in their respective rooms.

Meanwhile, Daffa had returned to the airbase to return the helicopter they had repaired. This handsome man could not wait to contact Bunga even though he initially hesitated a little whether in the middle of the sea there, mobile phone signals could still catch their phone calls. Flowers that just said hello after the Dhuha prayer immediately grabbed his cellphone. He saw the vc call from Daffa and immediately shifted the camera button to see each other's faces.

Bunga said his greetings to Daffa while waving his hand. Daffa was stunned to see the face of the Flower that looked more radiant with the face still attached to the girl's head.

"Hey...! have you arrived in Jakarta?" asked Flowers and Daffa nodded.

"Do you want to catch up with me?" ask the flowers again.

"Which country are you going to?" ask Daffa.

"South Korea first," said Bunga.

"alright. I'll go to Incheon airport and call you when I get there" Daffa said.

While chatting with Daffa, another phone belonging to Bunga rang. The call from the FBI headquarters made him stare horror at the phone because it would prevent him from meeting a lover. Flowers deliberately ignored the call and refocused on Daffa. He sought ways to avoid meeting Daffa because of his mission.

"No need to catch up with me because we just stopped for a while and will continue to travel to Europe. We will meet in Jakarta later," said Bunga.

"How long have you been sailing?" ask Daffa.

"One month, exactly to be in Jakarta again," said Bunga.

"alright. Then I'll wait for you here" said Daffa.

"Wait Daffa..!" prevent Flowers.

"What's up, Baby?" ask Daffa.

"I'd like to invite you to come at the launch of a new makeup product from my company. We met in that moment alone. And I hope you'll propose to me in front of the media. If we can we will marry together with my twin brother Cintami," said Bunga make Daffa jerked.

"Flower. Our love is not as easy as you imagine. There's also I'll kidnap you to marry you somewhere else. There are so many obstacles that we will pass, Bunga. But, I don't want to be the cowardly man who snatched you from your parents.

You are an honorable woman from a good family, not with me a son of a traitor of the country. But, what's my fault? did God punish me for my father's mistakes? is it fair for me who is currently serving my country with all my soul?" inner Daffa is fucked.

"Daffa. Daffa.... Daffa!" yelling Flowers spread Daffa Daydreams.

"A.iya baby!" Daffa smiled again.

"Are you ready to do it?" firmly Flower.

"I don't think I can do that before asking for love

first of all, to your real owner's man. Your daddy. Without his blessing, I cannot expose our relationship to the media that will anger your family. Maybe after proposing to your daddy, I just dared what you asked, baby," explained Daffa.

Flowers are flattered. It was unthinkable for him about such a sensitive matter. Though it is his sacred value when a lover asks himself to his beloved father.

"I'm sure my father will accept you, Daffa," said Bunga.

"But, it may seem difficult, Bunga because my father had caused your father to be almost thrown into prison and because of that, your mommy didn't want you to be mine," inner Daffa while taking a deep breath and then saying goodbye to the Flower.

"Honey. You are so beautiful with that face. I want to meet you in the hijab. Although not yet for Istiqomah, but at least I want you to do it for me! I'm saying yes!" pinta Daffa's.

"God willing. See you later, Daffa. Eshababrink..!" bala Flowers.

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