Mafia Boy's Secret

S2. Avocados

After the incident this morning, Vernon suddenly came to my room just to ask what lunch menu I want to eat. I also did not hesitate to say what He should serve and what He should not serve, because I did not want to vomit a second time in front of them.

I also contacted Hendra to come to the castle, so that I could better know the reason why today I always feel nauseous at all times. And now, I'm still waiting for Hedra to arrive in the study with Jordan and also the stack of documents that have always been faithful before me.

"Haah...i'm tired~" I complained.

"Is there anything you need, sir?" ask Jordan.

"Hm.I think I want avocado juice" answered me, which made Jordan look at me with a surprised look.

"Ju-juice avocado!?"

"Yes, avocado juice. Wh why? anything weird?" my wonder.

"Of course it's weird, sir! Is that not a fruit you don't like? you never eat or drink the fruit, you always say that the fruit is strange. But now, you're asking for avocado juice instead? am I dreaming!?" ocehniah.

Hearing the man's rant, I just realized that his chatter was indeed true. Since childhood I have never eaten the fruit, not because of allergies or trauma to the fruit. But I just didn't like the fruit, and again the contents of the fruit were very strange.

"You better go to the kitchen and tell Vernon to make me some avocado juice, now!" my orders.

"Well, sir, ' he answered and quickly stood up, then stepped out of my room.

"It's weird, but what's wrong with trying? if it's not good, you'll just throw it away, right?" I said as I put my shoulder down, and continued my work.

CARMELIA POV*

I was in the kitchen with Vernon who made me ice cream with pieces of fruit. He who stands before me looks like a father making a snack for his daughter.

"Hm... Vernon, can I ask you a question?"

"Of course, Madam."

"I'm sorry if my question was disrespectful, but. Why did you get married?" I asked her to shift her focus, and looked at me.

"Haha.. finally someone asked that," he said and looked back at the ice cream bowl.

"There's really no particular reason for the question you're asking, it's just. It was my choice after getting into the Anggara family. Mr. Anggara previously did not forbid his subordinates to marry, but we as subordinates know what bets are given for jobs with very satisfactory salaries every month. We're a man, definitely don't want to lose the life of the woman we love, just because of the choices we made ourselves."

"So some of us chose not to get married. In order to avoid harm, and will only risk our lives. But that doesn't mean we've never been in love. We are also Normal Men who want to feel love, but we prefer to harbor and bury that feeling."

"But why did Marcel choose to get married? while he just hid his identity from his biological family, and chose to leave it on the grounds, so that the people he loved were not hurt," I asked.

"As you know, Mr. Marcel is the adopted son of a deceased Anggara family. And from the beginning, Mr. Marcel already knew what he would face in the future. He knew that his world would be very dangerous, so Tuan decided to hide the identity of anyone like what Mr. Anggara agreed to. The reason Mr. Marcel got married, of course, is to keep the Anggara family. If only the unwanted happened, so there was at least a successor that came from Lord Marcel's own flesh and blood."

"You mean, this child that's still in my womb. Surely it will be the successor of the Anggara family and the World Mafia Leader?"

"I know, surely you don't want your baby to get hurt. But, that is the destiny of your baby-to-be. If he was a boy, that boy would instantly get the title of successor to the Anggara family and the World Mafia Leader at the age of 5 years, but. If she's a girl, she should get a lot of training like what you got before. And when it's ready, at the latest he gets his degree at 15."

"Of course it doesn't matter, it will be history that will never be forgotten."

"Well, I don't know what else to say, I just hope this kid is strong enough with his world like this" I said, looking down at my stomach and gently stroking it.

"Not to think about it, ma'am. Whatever happens, your future baby will be protected by all the mafia in the World."

"Well, it's done. Please try," he said, giving a bowl of ice cream that he had made.

"Thank you" I replied.

But, when you want to scoop up that ice cream. Suddenly I heard a man shouting Vernon's name, and I looked at the voice with the scoop of ice cream I was lifting.

"Eh? Jordan's? what was? why does your face look confused?" ask me, then put down the ice cream spoon.

"Good day, ma'am," said Jordan, looking down.

"Siang~ what's the problem, to the point that your face looks confused?" reset me.

"I-it's....Vernon, is there an avocado in the kitchen?" ask him to Vernon.

"There, I just put the fruit on the ice cream Madam. Wh why? you want some ice cream too?"

"Bu-not Eskrim, ta-but Fruit Juice."

"Hey! why are you talking like that, anyway!!? tell me, what's the matter?" pissed Vernon.

"That's it, sir wants Avocado juice." Hearing Jordan's words, I was both shocked and astonished by what I heard.

"Hey!! no kidding!! if you want avocado juice to say it, I'll make it. But, don't carry the name of Mr. Marcel, dong!!" furious Vernon.

"No! I really mean what I was going to say. Mr. Marcel asked me to tell you to make avocado juice."

*What don't-don't.* my inner.

"Vernon, just make avocado juice. Then we'll take it to Marcel's room together, let's make sure for ourselves, did Marcel really ask for avocado juice or was it just Jordan's wits," I suggested.

"Well, right said the madam. But, Madam. I'm not lying, I'm just saying what Mr. Marcel ordered" Jordan said.

"I'm not saying if you're lying, I'm just giving advice" I replied.

"Alright, Mistress. I will prepare the juice immediately, please wait a moment," said Veron, then stepped out from before me.

*If it's Marcel's request, I can confirm that I won the bet!* my mind while smiling thinly.

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