Cold-Blooded Mafia Revenge.

32. Caring.

Deka was having breakfast with Starla, since the cold man had not spoken a word, his face looked cold and unfriendly, making Starla feel awkward.

It didn't take long, Deka had finished the fried rice in front of him and drank the tea made by Starla who always warmed his body in the morning.

Seeing that Deka was done, Starla opened her voice to break the silence, "Abang want to add the fried rice?"

"No," answered Deka briefly, then moved from his seat.

Starla was unmoved, she knew the man must still be upset over his words last night.

Deka grabbed the keys to her car that she had placed on the dining table, then looked at Starla who was sitting in front of her, "I heard from Dani, you were being chased by a man yesterday. Don't go out alone again! Don't make me as anxious as last night!"

Starla gasped at Deka's words, she didn't expect the man to care about her.

"You hear that?" Deka made sure because Starla just bergeming to look at him.

"Yes, Bang."

"I'll go first." Deka breezed away leaving Starla still staring at him.

"He's worried about me? I thought he was angry and didn't care" Starla muttered

Deka got in the car and darted away to the factory, on the way he re-thought Starla's remarks last night that made him unable to sleep. Though he had often heard things like this from Dani and Rakis, but somehow the woman's words were so disturbing his heart and mind.

Suddenly Deka's phone rang so that it spread his mind, he glanced at the flat object screen, it turned out that the foreign number that had contacted him last night again.

"Cckk, who is this?" gerutu Deka then answered the incoming call out of curiosity.

"Hello."

"Finally you answered my phone too."

Deka frowned, she was no stranger to that soft, spoiled voice.

"Clarissa? It's you?" tanya Deka made sure.

"Who else, who else? I called from last night, but you didn't answer."

"I'm sorry, I don't know the number, I think a prankster," said Deka, but last night he was lazy to talk to anyone.

"It's my new number, don't forget to keep it!"

"Yes." Yeah."

"What are you doing?"

"Again the road, go to the factory" Deka replied, his eyes focused on the street.

"Today you'll take a walk, okay? No need to go to the factory."

"Can't, Sa! I have to work," Deca refused.

"I'll be the one who asks Papa for permission."

"But I have a lot of work today, another time," Deka argued.

"Ish, Deka! Yes, I did, deh!"

Clarissa instantly turned off her phone, as if the woman was sulking because Deka had refused her request. Deka exhaled, then threw her phone into the next seat. Although his relationship with Clarissa is very close, but he still knows himself. He realized that he had a responsibility as a worker who ate the salary of the woman's father.

***

Victor called Deka into his room, the man of Chinese descent was both upset and confused. He complained that their drug sales were declining this month.

"I've checked everything and there's one customer from Singapore that hasn't taken anything from us in a month, and that's quite an effect on our income" Victor complained.

Deka gasped, but did not comment. Likewise with Bima who stood beside Victor, he just silently listened.

"I want you to investigate?" victor Pinta.

"Good, Sir. I'll investigate" said Deka obediently.

"Then you can go!"

Deka nodded, "I'm sorry."

"Hem."

"Clarissa?" muttered Deka a little surprised.

"Hi, all," said Clarissa kindly, she was indeed a spoiled and sulky woman, but in an instant she could cheer up again.

"Hi, honey. Why are you here?" victor asked who was also shocked to see the princess suddenly coming.

Without further ado Clarissa went straight to Deka and grabbed him by the arm, "I want to take Deka for a walk, I'm bored at home."

"Can't, Sa!" debunk Deka, but Clarissa doesn't care.

Bima only noticed their interaction with an unreadable gaze.

"He has to work, baby. You just walk alone," said Victor.

"Papa, what if something happens to me if I go alone? I'll take Deka with me, okay?" clarissa Whim.

Deka and Victor looked at each other, then the oriental-faced man nodded.

"All right, but don't take it long! There's still work to be done."

Clarissa smiled happily, "Yes, Papa."

Victor looked at Deka, "Take care of him and come back quickly!"

Deka nodded back, "Okay, sir."

"Then we go first. Bye, Papa."

"I'm sorry, sir," said Deka.

"Yes, be careful" Victor replied.

"Yep, Ka!" Clarissa immediately pulled Deka away.

Victor looks at their departure, he knows Deka and Clarissa are very familiar from childhood, but he always warns Deka to know the limits. He also accidentally sent Clarissa abroad and did not give her Deka's phone number so that the princess could keep her distance from the man, she did not want any unnatural feelings between the two. But if Clarissa's here, she can't do anything.

While Bima remained unmoved with envy at the familiarity between Deka and Clarissa, even though she knew that Deka was Victor's golden son, she still could not get rid of the man's spiteful feelings.

***

Clarissa took Deka for a walk to one of the malls in Batam, she pulled Deka into a branded men's clothing store and chose a suit stelan.

"Cobain, man!" Clarissa thrust her suit of choice at Deka.

Deka frowned, "Make what?"

"Here you go, try it!" press Clarissa.

"Tell me first, why am I trying this suit?"

"I want to take you to dinner" replied Clarissa.

"You want dinner, why wear a suit? I don't want to!"

"Come, Ka! Cobain, please," whined Clarissa.

"I don't want to, Sa!" debunk Deka.

"Yes already!" Clarissa sulked and put the suit back into place.

"What's so hard, anyway?" clarissa grumbled with a pouting face.

"Because I don't like to wear a suit" said Deka.

"When you must be more handsome if you wear that suit."

"Wear anything, I'm still good-looking!" deka said confidently, she deliberately wanted to tease Clarissa because she knew she was sulking.

Clarissa rolled her eyeballs, "Narshish!"

Deka just smiled looking at Clarissa.

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