Hidden Identity: My Beloved Mafia Queen
Chapter 38: The Facts Revealed

"Ah, I'm tired!" Clara stretched her muscles.

Today they had fun going to the night market. Clara did not expect Fabyan to take her to the night market. He's very happy.

Fabyan glanced at the crackle bag Clara was carrying. And that's pretty much it. Clara said all the food was for Laura and Sofia. Fabyan smiled faintly, it turned out that the cupu lecturer was quite good to others as well. Fabyan was quite amazed by his good deeds.

"Let me bring it!" fabyan said after his car reached the front of the alley.

"Ah, no need!" it's, "I'm strong!"

Fabyan laughed amusedly.

"Ah, You are strong woman!"

"That's true!" they chuckle together.

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The next day, the,

As usual, after saying goodbye to Ms. Laura, Clara directly stuck the gas forward her motorbike to Campus. He was surprised, so early Sofia had left for campus. Could it be that there is a task that He must finish immediately or that he meets with Rafael first. Clara doesn't know.

He casually drove his bike, until he reached the parking lot. Walking to the lecturer's office.

"Good morning, Miss Clara!" greet Maya Ma'am.

"Good morning!"

"Well, Mom looks so cheerful! I'm sure you're happy!"

"Hahahaha, the hell time?" indeed Clara was happy considering her date last night. He kept his smile.

Bugh ...

BRAKK ..

A woman walked quickly from behind. He bumped into Clara's body from behind, making Clara's body plummet forward, and she fell. All the books in his hand fell.

The woman who hit him just now also fell. Instead of apologizing, the woman looked annoyed and stared intently at Clara with her eagle gaze.

"You!" the woman still clearly remembered Clara, "Aren't you the woman at the Supermarket!" said the woman. Clara tried to remember.

"So you're blocking my way!" snapped it.

"You!" Clara surprised. Because he had not expected to meet that fierce woman on campus.

"You can be here!" resounding. The manic is very sharp.

Miss Maya who felt bad, she immediately said goodbye from there, "Sorry, Miss Clara, I have class today!"

Clara nodded slowly.

"Oh, so you're a lecturer here!" Belle. Belle stared in disbelief. Then he smiled slanted.

"Yes, I'm a lecturer here!" answer Clara.

"Hoooooooo, you're a lecturer here! This is really my luck!" he said, "Come with me!" Belle pulled Clara's hand tightly to follow her.

"Where are you taking me?" Clara felt pulled strong.

"I'm going to complain about this to my fiancee! And I'm gonna ask him to get you fired from this college!"

"A-pa?"

All the students saw the commotion. And it became an interesting spectacle for them. Belle pulled Clara's hand firmly. Makes Clara's wrists flushed.

"Let's go in!" Belle pulled Clara's hand up to stand in front of Fabyan's room. Then stomp Clara's body until it topples forward. It just so happened that Fabyan opened the door about to get out, reflexively Fabyan caught Clara's body that was about to fall to the floor. Fabyan was surprised by what Belle did.

"What are you doing, Belle?" asked Fabyan who was surprised. As she saw for herself, Belle stomped Clara's body to the entrance. He didn't think Belle could be that rough.

"Honey, she's that woman!" belle said, "He's the one who's been rude to me!"

"A-pa?" Fabyan didn't understand what Belle was saying, "What do you mean Belle?"

"She's the woman I told you about yesterday! She's the woman in the supermarket!" belle said as she stomped her feet.

"Hhhhhhh, Oh my God, Miss! I have already compensated! Why are you still angry?" clara said casually, "After all, I just nudged you! No injuries to your body!"

"But you've insulted me by giving me money! You think I'm a poor man! I am the son of the owner of Nusantara Bima! I don't need money from a lecturer like you!" he said, "Darling, Anyway you have to fire HIM! I don't want him to be a lecturer at this college!" belle said with great emphasis.

"Belle, I can't fuck people! This is just a small matter anyway! Why exaggerate anyway?" fabyan's annoyance at Belle.

"You know how you believe him! I'm your fiancee!" abugn.

Degm ..

A fiancee? So he's the Rector's fiancee?

It turned out that what Sofia said was true!

Wh why? Why does my chest feel so tight?

"Yes, I know, Belle! But I think your attitude is so childish!" fabyan said again.

"I don't want to know! Anyway you should fire that lecturer! The lecturer has no ethics!" pissed Belle.

"I can't, Belle! I can't fucking fire people!"

"I don't care!" Belle doesn't stop nagging, and Fabyan is puffed up about it

Then Fabyan forced Belle's hand into his room. They just passed Clara. Fabyan deliberately did that, because Belle was nagging indistinctly. And that's the attention of students on campus.

Clara was still standing in her place. He patted his chest that felt very tight, especially after knowing a reality. He left that place to calm his heart and mind.

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C'mon Clara! You are not a weak woman! You are strong!

Your mission is not to pursue a man! Your primary mission is to protect Laura and Sofia.

Clara was alone on the campus balcony. He took a deep breath, trying to regulate his heart. And that place is the most comfortable place to be alone. I don't know why she misses her dad.

"Mom Clara!" someone's voice called him.

"Sophy!" Clara is shocked by Sofia's arrival.

Sofia smiled, "Why is Mom alone here?"

"Why? I just want to be alone, can't I?" Clara tried to smile.

"Can. But I think you're sad and disappointed, right?" goda Sofia's.

"Know?"

"That's it! Mother looks sad after seeing her fiance Mr. Rector!"

"Is that the woman you're talking about?" ask Clara curiously.

"Yes. He's his fiancee, fierce Rector!" she said, "But sexy, right, Mom?" kanda Sofia's.

"Yes, she's hot! But sucks!" clara's murmur, "Shoot!"

Haha ...

"Type Mr Rector is like that huh?" gelak Sofia's.

"Ish, you are!"

Maybe I am the one feeling it!

Maybe because I'm too smart!

Clara breathed her.

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After teaching, Clara went straight to the motor park. He turned on his motor. Feeling her phone vibrate, Clara decides to see who sent the message.

"Mane!" he muttered, "I almost forgot about Shane! I'd better call back when I get home!"

From his motorbike, he saw the woman again. Women who are sexy and beautiful, but look very haughty and arrogant. Instantly he breathed. His manic stared fixedly at the woman, it turned out that the woman did not go alone. The woman came with Mr. Rector, wriggling spoiled on Fabyan's arm. They entered the car together. It made Clara's heart very upset.

I didn't expect, it turned out that Fabyan was really a jerk!

If she already has a fiancee, why ask me out?

Goddamnit!

You Fucking Dick!

Does he want to play with me?

I'll finish him off!

Huffffffffff, patience! Patience Clara!

Clara runs her bike very fast. He did not care if it would soon rain, or rain would wet his body. What he now wanted to do was treat his irritation by speeding. And yell the name of that jerk Fabyan. Clara did not even realize that her bike had overtaken Fabyan's car. Fabyan was surprised to see Clara's bike running so fast.

Heavy rain flushed on Clara's body. He doesn't care. He wanted to vent all his frustration, so as to be carried away by the rain that flowed.

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Clara walked into the house, Miss Laura was already standing in the living room with her eagle gaze. I don't know what happened, Clara doesn't know.

"Sorry, Mom! I'm rained!" his bracelet.

Ms. Laura looked at him sharply, There was a thread of disappointment that struck her heart. He stared at Clara. Sad, disappointed, sick, maybe that's what the middle-aged woman was feeling. Clara was surprised, why did Miss Laura look at her like that.

"Who are you really?" ketus Ms. Laura.

"I mean Mom?"

"It!" Laura's mom showed me a picture. A picture of her with her Mom and Dad. And Clara can confirm that Miss Laura is angry about the photo.

"I'll explain, Mom!" said Clara.

"Don't tell me, you're Ferdinand's son! And this woman is your mother!" said Laura.

Clara's throat felt choked. He had not expected his identity all along to be revealed this quickly. But it was a risk he had to accept.

"Yes, Laura! I was Papa Ferdinand's son, and the one pictured was my Mama!"

"That's impossible! So all this time, you've been fooling me!" wrath Laura.

"By-dak, Mom! I never fooled Mom! I just want to protect Mom and Sofia!"

"Stop! Don't you ever say that! Your arrival puts our lives at risk!" mad Miss Laura.

"Originally you know! All because of your family! Because of your mother!" mad at Ms. Laura, "If only your mother had never come into our lives, maybe Sofia could still see her father! Maybe Sofia could be like any other child! Have Dad. Butwhat? Your mother and your grandfather took it from us. He went and became a part of you! A ruthless and heartless Mafia group!" isak Bu Laura then.

"Please listen to me first, Mom! It's not what you think! I misunderstood Papa! Papa still loves you very much, Papa still loves you very much! And Papa also apologizes for everything that has happened!"

"Omong empty! Tell Ferdinand. I don't need his apology. He has chosen his own path! She's chosen your mother over me and Sofia!" she shouted, "You remember my story, there was a woman we helped! And we took him to the hospital! Huh uh?" Laura's mother looked hatefully at Clara.

"Yes, I remember!"

"That woman is the woman who was photographed!" Laura pointed at the photo again.

"A-pa?" Clara surprised.

"Four years passed, we were reunited with the woman and her father. It turned out that over the years they were looking for our whereabouts" Laura explained.

Laura sat on the couch. Many times she sighed heavily, Clara could feel the suffering that Bu Laura was going through. Must be very heavy life taking care of the baby without a husband.

"At that time, we needed a lot of money. Ferdinand offered the job by Saint Federic Costa. And isn't that saint your grandfather!" Clara nodded, "Saint feels indebted to us, because we have helped her daughter. He also gave Ferdinand a job. The salary offered was very tempting, making Ferdinand directly agree to work with your grandfather! I don't know what job they do. I don't know!" Laura seemed to be breathing deep air.

"And Sofia was born safe with the number one facility at the Hospital. Our lives improved after Ferdinand came with your grandfather! We never lack food! We are never cold, hungry and hungry! Even Ferdinand rented out a house big enough for both of us! I'm so happy!"

"So soon, I know what work Ferdinand is doing. He's a mafia. Selling illegal goods. And my husband joined a mafia group!" his yell. Laura cried bitterly, "And what makes me most furious, That jerk guy, he married the woman we helped! She's mom! Ferdinand left me and baby Sofia just for your mother!" her crying.

Clara was surprised. He's been hit hard.

"That's impossible? What is this reality?" isak Clara's.

"Now you know, why do I hate Ferdinand so much?" laura fiercely said that.

Clara turned her head towards the woman she already considered her mother. From childhood she rarely cried, but, this time her tears kept pouring down.

"Father is dead, Miss Laura!" he said, "Papa Ferdinand is dead! He gave me the message, to convey his apology to Miss Laura and Sofia!"

Ms. Laura smiled cynically. He looked at Clara. Very clingy.

"That's why all this time, I kept Sofia away from her father!" the manic stared very fixedly, "I'm so grateful that you've helped and protected us! But with regret, please leave us! If you stay close to us, our lives are in danger!" said Ms. Laura.

"Please, get out of here! I beg you to leave before Sofia finds out her father is dead! Hicks ... Hicks ... Hicks!" isak Bu Laura's.

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"WHAT? Dad's dead?" Sofia overheard their conversation.

"Sophy!" Laura and Clara are shocked by Sofia's sudden return.

To be continued ..

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