Cold-Blooded Mafia Revenge.

20. Overused.

Deka was sitting there daydreaming, still troubled to think about the incident, his heart wondering who had complained to Victor?

He couldn't believe it if Rakis was the one, because he knew the man he already thought was like his father couldn't possibly want to stab him in the back.

Apparently from a distance Rakis saw Deka sitting pensively, she approached Deka and sat down beside the man.

"You didn't have lunch?" asked Rakis astonished, Deka should be eating lunch with other employees at this time, because it is already a break.

"In a moment, Uncle," Deka replied, her heart pounding, she actually wanted to ask directly her suspicions towards Rakis, but she was afraid that the middle-aged man was offended.

"But lunch time is running out, and it's not good to delay eating, you can get sick later" Rakis said attentively.

Deka lowered her head, she tried to restrain herself, "Yes, Uncle. I'll eat soon."

Apparently Rakis realized the turmoil of Deka's heart, she held Deka's shoulder and looked at the face of her son's friend.

"What's wrong? Looks like you've got a problem?" guess Rakis.

Deka raised his head and looked into the eyes of old Rakis, he was getting more and more upset.

"Deca, tell Uncle that you have a problem! Who knows Uncle can help, or at least by sharing, can slightly reduce the burden on your heart," continued Rakis.

Deka forced a smile, "Nothing, Uncle. No problem, really."

"Then why do you look so moody and upset?"

"I'm just tired and sleep-deprived, so I look lethargic" Deka said.

"Why are you tired and sleep-deprived?" ask Rakis curiously.

"Listening to the outpouring of Uncle's son, last night he took my rest" Deka said in a casual tone.

"Unemployed people don't know themselves! Uncle will be mad at him so as not to disturb your rest time again," Rakis annoyed.

"No need, Uncle. I don't mind listening to his outpouring" Deka argued.

"You don't over-serve it! He's unemployed, and you have to work. If he comes, you just throw him out!"

Deka again forced a smile, "Yes, Uncle."

"Yes, Uncle went to the bathroom first. You eat there! The wind will come in!" said Rakis while moving from the side of Deka.

Deka nodded twice, "Okay, Uncle."

Rakis also sauntered away leaving Deka.

"I'm sure it wasn't Uncle Rakis who complained to Mr. Victor. Then who?" Deka was still wondering while looking at Rakis' back that was getting away.

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In the afternoon, Deka went home, but as soon as she stepped in, she was surprised to see Starla sitting on the sofa crying sobbing.

Deka walked up to the woman and rebuked her, "You why?"

Starla turned her head towards Deka and hurriedly wiped her tears, "Eh, Brother is home."

"I'm sad, Bang. Her mother died and she was driven out of her home" Starla replied.

Deka frowned in surprise, "He who?"

"Annisa," said Starla while pointing at the television screen that was airing a flying fish-style soap opera.

Deka was astonished, "You're crying just for watching television?"

"The story is sad, Bang. I got carried away."

Deka exhaled while shaking her head, "You're too much!"

Deka continued her steps up the stairs, leaving Starla whose face turned sour.

"Based on men have no feelings, are insensitive! Huo!" Starla grumbled softly.

On the second floor, when he was about to open the door of his room, Deka realized that the window that was usually closed was now wide open.

"Why did the window open?" Deka approached the window and checked his surroundings.

"There's no sign of forced opening, is this not Starla's work?"

Deka went back down the stairs and approached Starla.

"Did you go upstairs?" ask Deka without further ado.

Starla nodded, "Yes, Bang."

"Well?"

"Clean the top floor. I swear, there's a lot of dust! If I don't clean up, you can get your house buried in dust" said Starla full of drama.

"So you opened the window?"

"Well, it's stuffy and no light comes in, anyways let the dust fly out, so I open it."

"Did you also come into my room?"

Starla shook her head quickly, "No! How dare I enter if you have banned it, besides I do not know which room Brother is."

Deka heaved a sigh of relief, she was afraid that Starla would enter her room and find something that the woman should not have known.

"It's good that you obey, and don't try to break it."

"Yes, just relax! I'm a submissive, really!" reply Starla upset.

Deka did not reply to Starla's words, she went back up the stairs and left the woman just like that.

"He is too much! What's in her room, anyway? To the extent that he was afraid of others coming in," Starla again grumbled.

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