Hidden Identity: My Beloved Mafia Queen
Chapter 21: Four Begals

Clara's getting ready to go to college. Until one message came into his phone. He saw, there's Shane's name there. He squinted a little. Staring suspiciously at the notifications from Shane.

Clara kept her phone. Undoes his intention to read Shane's message. Because he will be late to campus if he does not rush to leave.

After saying goodbye to Laura. Clara rushed to the motor. Sofia has also departed from earlier by using her motorbike.

With the maximum speed the motor is traveling. Split a pretty jammed road. Clara just wanted to get to campus quickly. He doesn't want to be late.

Arriving at the campus he immediately parked his motorbike. Teaching as usual. Calm and relaxed, that is his character.

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The lesson hours are over. All the students came out. Clara breathed her. He just remembered that there was a notification from Shane that he had not been able to read.

Clara slightly plucked her finger on the chin. He also opened the notification. But someone called him. Until He undoes the intention to read the message notification from Shane.

"Mom Clara!" call Fabyan.

"Yes, Mr. Rector!"

"May I speak for a moment!"

"Can-can, sir! Sorry what's wrong, sir?"

Clara took the seat for Fabyan. So Fabyan can sit down.

"Please, Sir!"

"Thank you very much!" he said, "Look at Ma. Later next week there will be a humanitarian project that will be carried out by our students. In previous years, this project has also been running. I want this year to go as it should. I want you to lead this humanitarian project!"

"Ehm, how are you?"

Humanitarian project? That means I have to help and help people dong!

How can I attend the show? My work alone takes the lives of people without humanity! Now I must be faced with a task that makes the self-esteem of a mafia trampled.

Ouch, Papa! Why did you give such a heavy task?

"How about, Miss Clara? You can, right?" ask Fabyan.

Oh, pardon that look of hers, it really made me unable to resist her wishes!

"Alright, Mr. Fabyan. I'll try it!"

"Don't try Miss Clara! I really have to do it!"

"Hahahaha, yes, sir! I'm ready!" clara said, "In which area is the humanitarian project organized, sir?"

"There was. In a remote village, Mom! If not the wrong name of the village, Suka Maju Village! The village suffered a landslide, Mom! The campus has always helped to overcome disasters through humanitarian programs! Students with young souls, science competencies, and who are interested will be “foot soldiers” in these humanitarian projects!"

"Well good, sir! The project is great for preparing excellent students who uphold the value of humanity in carrying out tasks based on religion, morals, and ethics! I agree, Sir!"

"So you can lead this humanitarian project with our students and college students?"

"Can, Sir! I'm trying to do it, sir!" clara answered the horse.

Well how is it? I can't huh?

Come on Clara, you can do it!

After Fabyan's departure, Clara decided to go home. Today was a very exhausting day for him. The tasks that were piling up, plus the tasks from Fabyan that made it very frustrating.

Clara just took a long breath. He hopes that he can carry out the humanitarian project well and smoothly. And all of that certainly needs a competent student and who is interested in the project.

Looks like I have to put up a notice board for anyone who wants to participate in this project!

Yes, I have to make an interesting announcement so that many of them come along!

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In the middle of the journey, he was suddenly confronted by four herds of begal. Sontak Clara stopped her vehicle.

One thin man with long hair, one fat. Another face codet with a tall and large body. And the latter is a little patchy, has jet black skin.

Clara got off her bike. He was not afraid of the four. Danger on the road has become his daily food.

"What do you want?" ketus Clara's.

"Give me your bike with the key!" say one with a high tone.

"If I don't want to, what do you want?" challenge Clara.

"Hey cupu! Are you not afraid of us?" like Clara's looks. The fat man called Clara with a cupu call.

"No! I've never been afraid of anyone!" abugn.

"Basic a cuckoo woman! Give me the motor key!" snapped two men.

"No way!"

"CAPTURE!!!!!"

A brawl ensued. Clara was attacked by four large men. He punched and kicked. Bring out all his martial skills. But suddenly, someone took out a folding knife from the jacket pocket. And pointing at him, thankfully Clara was able to avoid him.

But for the second time, he could not avoid the sharp object, making his hand hurt and spitting out fresh blood.

Not just hurt. Someone also kicked him from behind. Clara's slender body plunged into the asphalt.

Haha ....

They laughed out loud after successfully incapacitating Clara. Clara was about to get up, then a hard blow landed onto her nape. Clara fell and was unconscious.

They were all laughing out loud. Make their prey unconscious. Man two trying to find the key nailed Clara's pants. With his mischievous hand, the man intended to feel Clara's white and smooth body.

Suddenly a man came. Brusquely brushed off the dirty hands that were about to touch the body of a helpless woman. The man beat his opponent brutally. Kicking and giving his opponent lessons mercilessly.

They hold their stomachs and cheeks in pain. Fresh blood came out of their mouths. The man took out a gun from his waist and aimed at all of them. They were terrified, and ran towards his motorbike to escape.

The man approached Clara. Remove the cracked thick glasses, and throw them out of nowhere. The man smiled wryly. Carrying Clara's body to her car.

The man told the assistant to secure Clara's motorbike. While Clara who was still unconscious was taken somewhere.

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Bend the next morning

Beautiful eyelids with lentic eyelashes slowly open. High ceilings with typical Mediterranean carvings are immediately plastered in front of the eyes.

Clara blinked her eyes. He looked around the place. A very beautiful and luxurious place. Clara was trying to figure out who the owner of the luxurious residence was.

He got up from his bed. His body was in pain, even on his neck. It still hurts so much. His hands were bandaged too. He remembered, after returning from campus he was stopped by four herds of begal. But back then the Goddess of fortune did not side with him, she was outnumbered and exerted. Make him lie down like this.

"You awake?" the baritone voice had shocked him. He turned his body to the origin of the sound.

"Sir Rector!"

Clara was surprised. Various questions swirled in the lecturer's mind. Clara turned towards Fabyan looking for an answer.

"If you're still weak, go to bed first!" said Fabyan with a smile.

"Where am I?"

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