Being a Brutal Mafia Wife
CHAPTER 31_Trapping

Without Neisha knowing when Elard was living alone he with Berlin his eyes accidentally caught a figure so familiar that the wife was busy chatting with a man who did not know Elard who because it doesn't matter to Elard.

His jaw immediately hardened wanting to pull the wife and take her away from this event and take her home but he remembered now she was in the place of many people.

Before long she saw the mother Sheila who approached Neisha and took her away making Elard feel calmer but still there was anger in her.

'Look at it later, arriving at the apartment you will regret having spoken to another man.' he murmured inwardly with anger.

"Elard we ahead yuk," asked Berlin by holding Elard's arm, but Elard seemed silent to make Berlin happy and assume that he got the green light.

'Partially who can resist the charm of this Berlin shakes, a top actress.' murmured inwardly feeling proud.

From a distance Neisha also looked at Elard who was being held by Berlin feeling sad and envious because she as his wife had never been treated like that.

Up in front of Elard sat in his place which happened to also be next to the seat mommy and his wife.

"Loh El, you came too" said mommy Sheila was surprised because the child was present as well.

"Yes, mom." she answered briefly while looking at Neisha who had lowered her head not greeting her at all.

Elard just realized that the wife today looks very beautiful, even her view from earlier was unshakeable and only focused on the wife.

Mommy Sheila, who understands the awkwardness of her son and daughter-in-law, offers to move the seat where Sheila is between her son and daughter-in-law.

"Honey, you moved here huh." hailed mommy Sheila.

"No need mom, Neisha prefers here so later if you want to go to the toilet easily" said Neisha.

Mommy Sheila also understood and whispered something to the child who was not focused.

"Don't look at it, later at home look at it with satisfaction" said Sheila's mommy teasing the child.

Elard immediately shifted his eyes because he was caught by his mommy.

The cake cutting event was finished everyone mingled to enjoy the event, Neisha still stayed in her seat from earlier many men who approached her just to ask for a number or just get acquainted.

Berlin who saw that did not accept because he became alienated because the men did not glance at him at all.

"Ber, this can't be ignored, we have to do something" said one of his friends upset.

"You guys just calm down, I have a good plan to warn the foreign girl" said Berlin with his evil grin.

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Soon there was a waiter who approached Neisha and gave her an orange juice.

"Lady juice," bargained the waiters.

Unsuspecting Neisha took it and drank it to the toilet because he was honestly very thirsty.

She was alone without mommy Sheila and Elard beside her like that somehow suddenly made Neisha a little riled up because she felt her body was very uncomfortable.

Because of the stimulant drugs that are put into the juice, Berlin plans to trap Neisha to sleep with a flirtatious eye om-om that he usually rents to complete his has*at.

"This is why it's not so good." he felt his body getting hotter.

Looking around looking at the mommy Sheila who was talking to her socialite mothers, then seeing Elard who was talking to her business partner made Neisha reluctant to ask for help.

"Yes what's wrong?" neisha asked withstanding the turmoil in her body.

"So Ms. Sheila said she wanted to meet the lady in the seventh-floor hotel room number 30" the waiters said.

Neisha immediately looked towards Sheila's mommy and it just so happened that Sheila's mommy was looking at her with a smile.

Without any suspicion, even Neisha followed the servant to the room that had been prepared when it was a trap from Berlin to make Neisha not seen amazed again by the adam.

Elard accidentally saw the departure of Neisha but he did not pay attention to it maybe he wanted to go to the toilet, he thought.

After talking for a while, Mommy Sheila returned to her seat but did not find the daughter-in-law, as well as Elard who had returned but Neisha did not return from the toilet.

"Darling, didn't you see Neisha? Mommy from here just waiting to show up" said Mommy Sheila.

"No mom, maybe she's on the toilet." said Elard casually.

Mommy Sheila also began to relax and think what the child said was true also because where else if not to go to the toilet.

"Hello aunt Sheila," said Berlin who suddenly sat in the chair that Neisha had occupied earlier.

"Hello Berlin," replied mommy Sheila trying to smile because after all Berlin was the son of her husband's co-worker and co-worker of the child.

"Tante, there's no show tomorrow?" ask Berlin without shame.

Elard looked at him with disgust, for him only Neisha who disgusted him with his dirty play turned out to be something more disgusting than his wife.

"I don't know what's going on?" ask mommy Sheila.

"I want to take mommy Sheila with Elard for dinner together uh same om Brian also to meet my parents," said Berlin.

Mommy Sheila who knows the direction of the conversation also began to feel very tired, with menor makeup and also many patches want to try to approach her in order to approach the child, sorry la yau.

"Like his aunt can not be ber, aunty just remember there is an event tomorrow. It's El, '" said mommy Sheila seeking the child's consent.

The Elard that was brought with him could only resist his laughter from exploding right now.

"Yes, really."

Berlin, who knew he was rejected, chose to go from there because he knew it was just the wits of Elard's mother.

"Ih mommy wouldn't want to have a model ghost like El, fortunately my mommy Neisha's daughter-in-law is beautiful, well, natural, uhh fits 100 anyway from mommy." mommy said more enthusiastically when telling Neisha.

While talking suddenly Jimi came in a hurry to indicate something dangerous.

"Master." call Jimi.

"What's wrong?" ask Elard.

Mommy Sheila who heard Jimi suddenly called the child at an event like this was also curious about what was the slightest business.

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TB