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

According to his daughter's instructions, Nada and his brother who get the task of their respective bosses to quell crimes committed by some public officials in Italy.

They're on Kirrin Island right now. The president also knows the mission of his sons Amran.

What's more knowing if Nada is one of those secret agents who is none other than Mr. Luciano's own son-in-law who makes himself feel proud of that FBI secret agent. And he also just found out if Mr. Luciano is besan from the president of Indonesia.

"We have to ambush them at the same time!" nada said to his four brothers.

"But their bosses are not in this country" Adam said.

"Their bosses will soon be deported by the country they are going to" Nada told the president's plan to officials involved in the hacking.

"Cool..!" praise Adam as he cocks his gun with vigilance as soon as they enter the headquarters of the criminals.

Seeing the arrival of the two secret agents with their sudden invasion left Alejandro's men flabbergasted.

"Thank you all!" snapped Adam towards the criminals who tried to shoot Adam more swiftly shot the criminal in the leg making him squeal in pain.

"Augght!" screech the criminal immediately raised his hand by enduring the pain on his leg.

Meanwhile, Cintami, Bunga and El, have entered the office space of the disguised headquarters. Inevitably their arrival made a melee inside the headquarters a shooting rampage between the two camps.

Nada's movements are so fast when eliminating his enemies by making them bent easily without much resistance. Nada also did not want to make the criminals hurt, especially on the staff who daily they just spend their time at the headquarters without meeting family every day..

"No one else dared to move..! This place we have surrounded. You will receive your punishment according to the level of the crime you committed" cried Bunga by pointing his gun at the criminals who could not destroy their evidence of crime at the behest of Mr. Alejandro.

"Who are you?" ask one of the officers in charge of the headquarters.

"The secret agents of the FBI and the CIA" Adam answered, pointing his badge at everything Cintami had followed.

While Nada, Bunga and El Rumi did not want to show their badges. All of Alejandro's men are no longer in revolt. They were caught in the arrest.

"We beg of your cooperative attitude. Do not go against the law again if you do not want to receive a heavier sentence from this country" El-Rummi said.

Finally, all the criminals were in the quarterback to the police station. They were transported by dozens of speed boats to a police station assisted by local police. After uncovering the crimes of officials on the island of Kirrin, now his five children Amran and Nabilla are hunting for corrupt officials involved are fleeing abroad.

Alejandro is one of the three-star generals from a naval base in Italy. He is currently shopping with his family in one of the shopping centers in the city of Paris France.

"Hubbys. I want to buy this diamond" asked his wife, Mr. Alejandro, who is Cole's mistress.

"Take what you want baby..!" lord Alejandro's word is friendly to his wife.

Mrs Cole was so happy to get a gift from her husband. He went to the cashier to pay for the diamond. Unfortunately, the card was rejected by the cashier.

"Sorry lady. Do you still have another card?" ask the cashier.

"What happened to my card?" mrs Cole asked, still looking calm even though her heart started beating fast.

"This card is blocked" said the cashier.

"Wait a minute!" said Miss Cole approached her husband who was engrossed in chat with his affair.

"Alejandro's. Why can't this card be used?" madam Cole asked as she handed the card to Alejandro, who kept the phone in his pants pocket.

"Why can't it be used?" ask Alejandro.

"Says blocked. Do you have another card?" ask Miss Cole.

"There was. But let me just go to the cashier." Mr. Alejandro gave another card to the cashier but was rejected.

"Sorry sir. This can't either. Are there any more cards?" ask the diamond counter cashier.

"alright. Then we can't get the stuff, miss. Excuse me. Next time we will come again" said Mr. Alejandro who immediately pulled his wife's hand to leave the diamond counter.

"Good sir. Thank you for visiting" said the cashier.

"Why not buy?" ask Miss Cole to be upset.

"My card's a problem, baby. Please patience...! I want to find out first to the central bank" Alejandro said. Mrs Cole relented.

He finally decided to eat at the restaurant because he still had a lot of cash in his wallet.

"I'm sorry Mr. Alejandro. Are you considered dead by the state? That's why we're blocking your card" said Mr. Fargo.

"Died...? I'm healthy like this and I'm talking to you why am I considered dead?" asked Alejandro growled.

"Your own body announces the death of you and your family. And there are also some other officials who were announced dead and the president of your country who asked me to block your black card, sir" said Mr. Fargo.

"Damn it...! What's wrong with the president?" it was furious that Mr. Alejandro did not accept the humiliation.

He decided to go home to the hotel because his head suddenly dizzy due to the adrenaline rush with anger mounting in his chest.

Upon arrival at the hotel he watched television to see the news about him and it turns out it is true that he was reported dead because his jet crashed in the middle of the forest and could not survive. So the news.

"Damn it..! Why would they manipulate my death?" mister Alejandro growled while slamming the television remote on the floor.

Mrs Cole, who had witnessed the news, was shocked and could not say anything. Not only did Mr. Alejandro's anger subside, there was a room phone call coming in from the hotel receptionist to collect the bill for the room that had passed the limit of Mr. Alejandro's stay at the hotel.

"I'm sorry Mr. Alejandro. We want to remind you that you have to make another payment for the next because your deposit money in us is up" said the hotel receptionist.

Mr. Alejandro grew increasingly claustrophobic and decided to return to his country." I checked out today, miss," said Mr. Alejandro lirih.

"OKs. Thank you, sir," said the hotel receptionist disconnected her phone with Mr. Alejandro who looked frustrated.

"Let's go back to Italy. This country is no longer occupied by us because we are not accepted by this country with our cards blocked," said Mr. Alejandro and Mrs Cole just nodded sadly.

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Arriving at home, Mr. Alejandro was immediately ambushed by the police in his country. Media crews filled the airport to capture the moment of Mr. Alejandro's arrest.

"What's this about? Why was I arrested?" asked Mr. Alejandro as he descended from the stairs of the plane. He pretended not to know because he felt himself protected by other officials in the country.

"Well remember the island of Kirrin, Mr Alejandro?" ask detective Wells.

"What's the problem with the island?" ask Alejandro.

"Because we've found evidence of your crime that's in that place" Detective Wells said.

"Cannot be. It's slander. I have been slandered. What evidence of crime? I don't understand?" protest of Mr. Alejandro.

"Stole money from the world's central bank" detective Wells said, leading Alejandro onto an FBI agent's plane as he was to be prosecuted in the United States.

"No. Untie me...! I'm innocent" cried Mr. Alejandro, scaring his wife.

"Babies. Please call the vice president. Ask him to take my trouble!" pinta mister Alejandro to his wife who can only cry.

"Yes dear," said Miss Cole immediately contact the vice president who is currently abroad because he is traveling to the country of Indonesia.

In Jakarta, Amran who is hosting his guests who are presidents and also vice presidents from Asian and European countries now looks very cheerful. A warm dinner at the palace in Indonesia.

"Mr Amran. What is your secret that has made your country that you lead today more advanced and successfully pursue other developed countries such as America and Germany, what is the secret?" ask the prime minister of India.

"Of course I put myself into the service of my people with the ability I have. Utilizing natural resources for the survival of my people.

So there is not a single rupiah that I steal from my people and so do my ministers who have the same vision of mission as me to prosper their people not the people prospering their leaders," amran was wise.

"We heard you have a private oil refinery and the results you share with your people, do you not feel bankrupt?" ask the Russian president.

"In my religion which I believe, there is not a single person whom Allah makes His servant poor because he shares. There aren't. There he is getting richer and God is giving more wealth to him and until now almost all my companies and also my ministers who implement this system in sharing, he said, getting richer even we ourselves are confused to spend our money because it never decreases every time we share," said Amran with a smile.

"Oh, so that's the secret that's made your country so prosperous up until now?" ask the British prime minister.

"of course. If we do not dare to steal people's money, then in us there is no arising of greedy souls. What if once we are corrupt, as long as we hold office we will continue to thirst for wealth by stealing and stealing so that God shows our disgrace to the world," amran said the face of the Italian vice president looks very pale because he is in the allegations Amran.

"How about Mr Stronger? Are my words not true?" sarkas Amran to the Italian vice president who nodded nervously.

Degggggs....

"Damn. Why am I the one who should accept insinuations from him..? Does Mr Amran know my disgrace on that one?" ask Mr. Stranger to batin.