Mafia Boy's Secret

Mafia Boy's Secret
Go With Dika



I unconsciously closed my eyes very tightly. When I closed my eyes, Jessica did nothing.


Plaque!


The slap that was not too hard about both of my cheeks simultaneously, I suddenly opened my eyes and looked at Jessica.


"Wish you were with me, huh!?" saith.


"Huh!? I-I wish what? not clear, you!" answer me and immediately take my eyes off me.


"Allah! your mind must be everywhere, right?" dugup.


"Sok knows!! I didn't think of anything, tuh!" my elak.


"Masa? tanyakanya.


"Yes, anjir!!" furious me.


"wool!" the answer.


I heard that, stared at him briefly and then said. "You ah, lazy!"


"Udah kayak aja, wear everything." he sneered.


"Whatever!" ketus me


"From you sulking, mending me yuk temenin." he asked.


"Where?" ask me.


"Hm...if what roads? to the cake mall or to the park, whatever. The important thing is I did not join the mulu hotel." he replied.


"Can't! it's day, not night. It's not time for me to get out yet." I continued.


"Well? wh why? what's the difference, anyway? the important thing is that your identity is not discovered, right!?" saith.


"Gue can't! if you want to go, go with Dika. I'll ask Jordan to give you my ATM card." I said.


"No!! I want it to be the same!!" reject it.


"You know how you make it, I still can't! I still need time to be Marcel by day. So, please understand me." I'm clear.


"Ah, whatever!!" sit down and stand up.


"Where are you going?" ask me.


"It's none of your business!!" he answered, then walked away from me.


I who saw that, could only sigh deeply and lean my body against the sofa's back while staring at the ceiling of the wall.


Unknowingly, I closed my eyes and fell asleep. Though, I had to wait for the Doctor to change my bandage.


Just how many minutes I was asleep, someone suddenly knocked on my door. I opened my eyes and straightened my body.


"Get in!!" sahut.


"I'm sorry I'm late, sir." said the doctor.


"It's okay, sit down quickly." I replied.


He sat down next to me, and started removing his medical equipment. As he prepares his tools, I take off my suit and shirt and I want to put it next to me.


"Excuse me, sir" he said, then began removing my bandages.


"Oh yes, sir. Did you not forget to take the medicine I gave you, sir?" tanyakanya.


"No, Jordan always reminds me to take your medicine" I replied.


"Good then. But, remember, sir, you can't move too much. It could make the tear even bigger." he continued.


"Yes, I know. Yesterday you told me too." I replied casually.


"I just reminded him, sir. Because you very often forget or ignore my messages."


"It turns out you're more chatty than my mother."


"Thank you for the compliment."


"Whatever.." I murmured.


"Oh yes, sir. I had a chance to meet with Miss" he said which made me look at him.


"In front of the elevator, sir. When I wanted to get out, he just wanted to get into the elevator with one of your subordinates" he explained.


*Dika?* my inner.


"Do you know where he went?" ask me.


"No, Mister. But, Miss's face looked very upset earlier." she replied.


*For I don't want him to leave? I'll have my own reasons, so can't bring him.* my inner.


"Huh.." my breath.


"What's the pain, sir?" saith.


"No, not at all." I replied.


"Oh yeah, what about my subordinates who are in your hospital?" spliced me.


"Everything is pretty good, sir. Everything has been moved to the inpatient room, and there are some who have been able to return home" he explained.


"Good.." I replied.


The atmosphere was silent again, The man was only focused on his work and I just kept quiet while leaning very casually.


*What about Jordan's job now? has he finished it?* my inner.


"Huh.." I let out a long breath.


Soon enough, the man finished changing my bandage. After He had tidied up his tools, He left immediately after I allowed him to leave.


Alone in a spacious hotel room, and do not know what to do. At home, I must have watched TV with family or hung myself in the room all day and studied non-stop.


Instead of getting tired of looking at the TV that was not on, I finally decided to sleep in bed. Because I know, Jordan must be back by night and Jessica knows when she'll be back.


At first I was able to sleep, but after a few minutes. Surprisingly, my thoughts were diverted to Jessica. I don't know what the problem is with the girl, but I started feeling bad when I thought about it.


JESSICA POV*


Because Marcel did not want me to go for a walk, I finally invited Dika to go to the park that is not far from the Hotel.


At first everything was fine. I even relax just the same way Dika, buy cold drinks and also food sold near the park.


Dika also looks relaxed, without any sense of alert at all. But, of course he always stuck with me. I went to the public toilet, he kept it in front of the toilet door. To the extent that makes visitors to the park afraid, because his face is quite scary plus there is a scar on his cheek.


But, at the moment I want to be walking towards the park chair to rest. Suddenly I felt like someone was following me from behind, not only that.


"When.." call me slow.


"What's up, Miss?" tanyakanya.


"I feel like someone is following and stalking us." I whispered.


"Hm.just relax, Miss. No one will dare touch you." he replied.


"Yes.I believe in you." I said.


"Please sit down, Miss." continued.


"Thank you." answered me, then sat down on the chair. As for Dika, he just stood beside me.


"Fiiuuh.The air of the garden is indeed fresh. But, it's too hot." I lamented.


"Are we moving, Miss? so that you don't get sunburnt." bargained.


"No need, I just want to be here. 5 minutes, after that we go back to the hotel." I refused.


"Alright, Miss." she replied.


After 5 minutes, I stood up and said. "We're back now." then stepped away to Dika's car.


But, when I want to get in the car. Suddenly someone shot a bullet at me. Fortunately, Dika directly pushed me into the car.


"Who is that?" ask me.


"Sorry, Miss. There's someone who shouldn't be here. You wait inside for a while, I'll sort this out" he said, shutting the door.


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