Mafia Boy's Secret

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For hours we stared at the screen, not once did we leave the place. Lunch is served in the meeting room. Vernon, who was supposed to handle the castle, left his job to senior servants.

We never once missed every second of the incident, until my fake corpse was delivered home.

Of course, before the body was delivered, my parents still could not believe what had beenfallen his youngest son. My mother, who was unconscious many times, overwhelmed the nurses and my Papa.

Not only that, Rizky who first saw the fake corpse. He repeatedly checked the body of the corpse, and always yelled at the nurses and doctors because they said that his sister had been killed before he arrived at the scene.

Rizky repeatedly shouted. "No!! that's not my sister! my brother is alive!! he is now in my college!!"

I knew Rizky was devastated and could not believe what had come upon me, but until now he had shed no tears. Every time my mother cried and shouted to me by name, Rizky always said. "He's not Reyhan, Mom! Reyhan is alive! that's not Reyhan, why are you crying over someone else's corpse!?"

But in the end, the fake body was under the house back, and Rizky still looks unwilling with Papa's choice to bring back the body.

After half an hour they returned home, I decided to go straight to them and be with the five people, which meant Hendra who would follow later.

During the trip, Jordan only got news from some subordinates who were always on guard around the house.

"Your relatives have begun to arrive, sir. Not only that, some office guards owned by your parents also came after knowing this news." said Jordan.

"What will he do today?" ask me.

"It seems not, sir. Your brother still does not accept your death, He still does not believe in your death."

"Haah.have I guessed." I murmured.

"Contact Hendra, order him to make a statement that the body is my real body. If you can, take my blood stamp, and match it with the stamp of both my parents."

"However, Rizky must believe that it's my body and make sure it's buried today. Otherwise, you will get the punishment!!"

"Well, sir." replied Jordan.

Suddenly my phone rang, without further ado I picked up the phone without seeing who it was.

"*What's up?"

"I'm fine, what's wrong? aren't you busy right now?"

"So I got a call from one of my classmates, he said that you died from a suicide bomb."

"I'm dead, but it's just Reyhan, not Marcel."

"What do you mean!!? where are you now!? answer quickly!!"

"Don't yell, I'm on the road. I'll let you know later, so. enjoy your party*."

Before he could say a word, I turned off the phone and put my phone back in my pocket.

"Didn't Miss know that yet, sir?" nella Sahut.

"Yet, isn't he always with you these past few months? I never slept with him because he was too busy studying every night."

"Aren't you the one who told me to teach him everything in a very short time? 3 Months is a very, very short time, Mrs Anggara just takes 6 months to understand everything."

"Where is Miss Carmelia? He had to spend time studying the Mafia world and the world he lived before. Learning 2 different things at the same time is hard enough, sir."

Hearing him babble and defend Jessica, I suddenly looked at him and said. "Why are you defending him? you should be on my side, Nella! you're the same mother who always stood up for my father!"

"Madam Anggara does not defend Mr. Anggara, he just wants you to grow well" he said, looking at me very casually.

"You and Mom always say that, but Dad secretly taught me things that I hate. But was it always me who was scolded by her, while Dad? He always hid behind me." I protested.

Nella is a woman who is very close to Madam Anggara aka my foster mother, and Nella always knows what my problems are from me moving to the castle until Mom dies.

Therefore I was very close to Nella, and only to her could I show my childish nature which I had been hiding all along.

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