Thought by Maid, Turns out to be the Mafia Wife

Thought by Maid, Turns out to be the Mafia Wife
131. Caught


If Bunga is struggling with his mission, but not with Daffa who looks more familiar with Mr. Darwish. Daffa really wanted to spend his childhood with his father who did not know the truth of their relationship status.


Currently, master Darwish invited Daffa to his house. This man lives alone and does not want to marry again since he lost his wife, Cyra. He chose to remain faithful to his first love.


Knowing that Darwish was an American Intelligence Agency, Daffa also revealed his work as a young air force marshal. Feeling equally part of the state service, both look compact because many of the similarities they have include equestrian sports, water polo and fishing.


"Master. I'm going back to Indonesia tomorrow because my cut is over. Thank you for accepting me in your home so that I can be free from living expenses while here" Daffa said.


"I don't care about that, son. I feel comforted not even to assume you are a stranger what other guests in this family. Even my parents are so happy to see you. Don't you know about that?" tanya mister Darwish looks grim hearing that Daffa will return to Indonesia.


Darwish, who secretly performed DNA tests on Daffa, took two more days to see Daffa's DNA results come out. But it did not matter to him because he already knew the unity of Daffa serving. DNA testing was also done because the insistence of his parents who felt Daffa resemblance to him was not a coincidence. Mr. Darwish recalls the times he visited his parents' house with Daffa.


"If we die there is our company that we will bequeath to our granddaughter Daffa" Mr Marvell said during a visit to their California American residence a few days ago.


"I feel so daddy too if Daffa is my son. It's possible that Cyra swapped our baby when she gave birth to Daffa to protect my son from Murrad. If left alive, it is not impossible that the whole body of my son will be traded by the bastard and I understand the reckless attitude of Cyra," said Mr. Darwish chimed in on his father's words at the time.


Darwish, who was remembering his conversation with his father, was reprimanded by Daffa, saw his father constantly daydreaming when he said goodbye.


"Mr ..! are you okay?" reproof Daffa.


"A.iya Daffa. Sorry I was daydreaming. Are your parents still alive? can I meet them?" ask Mr. Darwis who wants to ascertain how Daffa can be in the hands of Nayla.


"My father died when I was seven years old and now I only live with my mother" Daffa said.


"I am so sorry for your father, Daffa. Later I want to visit your country and get acquainted with your family, especially your mother," said Darwish.


"Do you want to register to be my contact father?" seloroh Daffa's.


"Is your mother very pretty?" timpal Mr. Darwish with a joke.


"He's 48 years old. At this age my mother still looks beautiful and young. Ok. If interested I will introduce you both," Daffa added with a chuckle.


The two chuckled and continued their fishing event that afternoon because the two agreed to make grilled fish from their catch on the yacht.


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Flowers wake up with both hands in handcuffs but the clothes are still in complete condition because the long coat and hijab still wrap around the body and head. What else is a boot that reaches the knee length is still wrapping his toe.


Flowers opened his eyes and looked around the room he occupied. The luxurious room is decorated with Middle Eastern ornaments but there is a masculine touch that represents a man's room.


Flowers that have been trained to overcome every difficulty if he is in enemy captivity try to release himself from the handcuffs in the form of rope ties. He opened the bootstrap as a fantasy to be made the opening tool.


Flowers insert the end of the shoelaces reproached the tie of his wrist tis strap. The end of the tis rope is tied to the shoulder of the chair while the other end is bitten. He then performs a friction movement or saw to untie the tis rope until it is released.


He took his cell phone in his boot and began to see the point of his current existence in one of the remote islands that are difficult to get a phone signal or cell phone.


In order to get out of the room, Bunga hacked the entire CCTV inside the building or house to find out how many enemy members are in and out there. Apparently there are not many guards in the building that makes Bunga can launch the action. Flowers made sense to lure the guards into the room. It provides artificial bees to take down enemies without a fight.


The flower dropped whatever was inside the room to lure the guards in front of the door there. The four people keeping open the door of the room quickly saw what was happening with the Flower.


"His beauty is awake," the mischievous grin of a guard, looking up at his three friends, who are fascinated by the beauty of the Flower.


"Is he the mistress of the new Mr. Alinskie? tumben gets hijab girl. Usually can be a beautiful girl who is plump with a big chest," said the other and then the three chuckled.


"Basic perverted bastard!" attack Flowers with kicks and punches.


This girl twisted her body by jumping the salto backwards as both of her hands were held by the two criminals. The flower kicked both legs from behind until the criminal fell with the buttocks landing first on the floor.


Hearing the fight inside there, five more people came to attack Bunga. The attacks of the Flower that burst into their four friends made the five guards who had just entered was amazed. Four to one women was enough to amaze them.


"Great as well as this girl. Turns out she wasn't a random woman" praised one of Alinskie's men.


Flowers wrap both hands with a scarf belonging to the model pasmina to attack the enemy. He was still protecting his smooth hands to punch the faces of the enemies.


His bee weapon began to fly attacking the enemy with liquid to paralyze the opponent and make the opponent's voice disappear and their hands paralyzed. That way the guards could not tell their members anything else to hold a pen to write.


Flowers came out freely as the enemy was busy shaking off the weapons of the bees that attacked their faces. Within ten minutes the enemy was already sprawled with a weak, helpless body. And Bunga called again his bees to go into the bag of his coat after the task of the bee was done.


"Thank you my sweet bees. Now it's your job to attack the people ahead but leave one for me..!" tell the flower to the obedient bee.


The guards who saw the Flower freely roaming the building were startled and ordered the others to attack the Flower.


"Close all access exits so that the girl can't escape!" talk between them with a liaison device.


They were eager to shoot Bunga but had been swung by Alinskie so as not to hurt the woman.


"Don't shoot or hurt the girl or we'll be punished by Mr. Alinskie!" said the boss of the guards.


Apparently the door was closed that could not stop the Flower who could open it easily just by gluing the key opening tool created by Nabilla. Door locks that only use a passcode and thumbprints do not mean anything to Flowers.


Bunga pulled one man to ask where they were holding the people who would be victims of Murrad when they managed to lock the doors back to lock the criminals by changing the passcode on the door automatically. Bunga only wanted to free the captives before Murrad took the captives' organs.


The flower managed to bend that one guard and started interrogating him.


"Tell me where you keep the captives or I'll make your family ruined!" threatening Flowers but not in the rubric by the man.


"Who dare you order me, jala**ng!" yell at that guy named Hansen.


"Did your two sons Jeremiah and Blink die with you at this time?" threatening Flowers with a gun belonging to Hansen that he had already seized.


Degggggs...


"How do you know about my family?" sentak Hansen's.


"I didn't tell you to ask. Do my bidding or your two sons will be the same victims as Mr. Ben and his son who sold the organs of the innocent.


Is it worth your two children to eat from the sale of human organs? imagine if it was your two children who will be sold his organs," said Flower toying with Hansen's emotions that look pale when Bunga mentioned the names of his two children who will be the next victim.


"Please don't do that to my family! I'll show you where the captives are" Hansen said.


"Are they in this building?" ask Bunga while pointing his gun at Hansen's head.


"Yes. They're inside this building in the basement" Hansen said nervously.


"If you dare to deceive me, I will not hesitate to ask my men to kill your two children" Bunga threatened.


"For my son's sake I dare not lie to you, miss. I'll take you to the basement. But I don't guarantee your safety down there" Hansen said without any lies in it.


"That's none of your business. I just want to see the captives" explained Bunga.


Hansen pulled the lever next to the vault until it moved around like clockwork until it opened the basement where the ceramic floors were sliding against each other. Not only had they descended to the stairs it had already smelled the rancid smell of human blood.


Flower Eyes glared at the sight of the group of ferocious crocodiles as the guards of the captives who wanted to escape down there. Just now he had gone down a few steps, but the entrance had started to move shut to reunite the floor.


The flower, which had a thousand ways to escape, shot a small anchor directly around the pillars above the ceiling that resembled a steel buffer against waste disposal, before the hiding gate was closed, flower's body has been pulled up by a spring rope that rolls his body to be free from the cage below.


Just now that he had jumped down from the ceiling, below there was Alinskie who was staring at him ferociously, yet filled with awe at the prowess of the Flower.


"Welcome, dear...! You are no ordinary woman. You approached my mother because you had a certain mission. Do you still want to take my prisoner? who are you, beautiful?" alinskie asked as he approached the Flower that kept retreating avoiding Alinskie.


"Siall.....!" Maki Flowers.


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