Mafia Boy's Secret

S2. Nausea (Pt2)

After I finished preparing, I went straight to the study. But, when it was with my room, I suddenly felt the same nausea again as before. It feels like all my stomach contents want to come out of my mouth, even though I have not drunk or eaten anything after that.

"Haah.this is torturing me!" I muttered, pushing the door of my room and stepping inside.

"Good morning, sir," said Jordan, who was standing at my desk holding his beloved tablet in his right hand.

I stepped towards my desk, then sat down on the chair and returned Jordan's greeting. "Morning."

"Sir, are you okay? your face looks pale" he asked.

"I just feel sick."

"Are you sick? do I need to call Hendra here?"

"No need, you better read my schedule now."

"Well, sir," he replied, then began to read my schedule today.

After hearing all the timetables Jordan had mentioned, I immediately leaned my back on the back of the chair, and said. "Tell Andre, to attend a meeting with Mr. Milo, and help him to resolve the Italian military problem."

"But, Mister. Andre has just returned from Korea at noon, while the meeting with Mr. Milo is right at 14."

"Call Andre, to hasten his return, and immediately tell him to meet Mr. Milo."

"Alright, Sir. I'll call soon, then. Can you accept an invitation from the leader of the Thai mafia?"

"You're the one who attended, I can't leave Italy. Because this is an order from Carmelia."

"But, Mister. My work is still piling up here, I have a lot to finish today. I can't attend the invitation."

"Yes, if so just refuse and say, that I am very busy and can not attend the invitation he gave. Send a hand, too, as my apology."

"Haah.alright, Sir."

"Here you go, prepare the documents that I'm going to check. I'm going to the dinner table now" I said and stood up.

"Okay, sir," he replied, looking down. I walked out of the room to the dining room.

Carmelia's first pregnancy and has been running for about 3 months, as the doctor said 2 days ago. The doctor also gave Carmelia ultrasound results to me, but she said she could not confirm what the Baby in Carmelia's womb was, a Son or even a Princess. But I wish he was a strong man, so that He could help me finish the job and kill those who opposed my words.

Carmelia wants a princess. With reason, so that someone accompanies him to drink tea and there is something he can dress up as he pleases. Actually, whether it is a woman or a man, the most important thing is that he can accept the World and also the destiny of his life, because he has been born with the status of successor to the Anggara Family and also the future leader of the World Mafia.

When I got to the dining room, I had already seen Carmelia sitting at the dining table with Nella, and of course Felix, the boy who was always approaching Carmelia at all times. Now, he sat beside Carmelia with a face that smiled widely because Carmelia stroked his head.

"Curtain! I began to get upset with the boy," I muttered as I walked towards my chair, then sat down.

"Good morning, sir." Sapa Nella's.

"Morning," I replied as I stared at Felix sharply.

"Felix, greet Mr. Marcel!" whispered Nella.

"Good! Good morning, Papa Marcel~" he said with a big smile.

"Morning!" answer me ketus.

"Oh yes, sir. Where's Jordan? isn't he with you?" ask Nella.

"He's still in my room, he might be here any minute."

"Food has come" Felix said, staring at Vernon with waiters carrying food trays behind him.

"Uncle, why soup? I don't like soup, let alone beans" Felix said, pushing his soup bowl.

"Sup is very good for the body, let alone a child like you. And again, I hear soup is very good for pregnant women and their future babies."

"Thank you for the attention you gave me, Vernon. I really appreciate it" Carmelia said.

Honestly, when I saw the breakfast menu this morning, which was clearly displayed in front of me. The nausea that I started to endure, even more so when I saw the soup. I subconsciously pushed the soup, just like what Felix did.

"Sir, what's wrong? don't you like meat soup? I also don't put nuts in your soup" asked Vernon.

"Sup is disgusting!" say me without hesitation.

"I want to vomit just because I saw it" I continued.

"Yes, Papa Marcel is right!" timpal Felix.

"Are you sick, sir? why does your face look so pale?" ask Nella.

"No, Marcel's not sick. She was just nauseous because I was pregnant" Carmelia said. I'm sure, when Carmelia said that, everyone in the room was shocked, even though I couldn't see their faces, because it is still trying to withstand the nausea that is increasingly becoming this.

"I didn't hear wrong, Madam? Master nauseous because you're pregnant? mom-it's not like that should feel like you, ma'am?" wonder Vernon.

"HEY!!! Get me any bags! hurry along!! I really want to throw up right now!!" my orders.

"Ce-quick get me a bag for Master!" Vernon. Just a few seconds after Vernon spoke, I suddenly vomited right next to the man.

"That-lord!!?"

*ukh!! fuckin' hell! this is really sickening!!* my inner.

"Haah..si, get rid of that soup, hurry!!!" my growl.

"Well, sir," replied Vernon.

"Just replace it with a meat sandwich, I'm sure Marcel will eat it" Carmelia said.

I pulled out the napkin and covered my mouth with the napkin, then leaned my back on the back of the chair.

"I'm sorry for the mistake I made, sir. I don't know what you're going through" said Vernon, bending over in perfect harmony.

"Oh, it's not your fault. Go back to the kitchen, and prepare a meat sandwich just like Carmelia said."

"Okay, sir," he answered, then took back his body and walked away.

"Patience, your fate is bad this time" Carmelia sneered.

"Don't make fun of me, I don't want to fight this time" I said as I picked up a glass filled with water, then swigged down.

"Who wants to fight, I'm just telling you the truth!"

"Haah.." take my breath while putting the glass back, and look at the woman. "Carmelia~ quiet! my mood is now my hunting, dear~"

"Whatever!" sulking.

*So much, wrong again!* my inner.

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