The Mafia and His Maid
# 12 Part AHM Mafia
George stepped into the room quickly. His eyes were spread around the place with caution.
His hand carrying a firearm he pointed in all directions with a standby position. He was worried that an intruder would enter the room to harass the young master.
"What happened, sir? Did you have a bad dream?" he asked after making sure there was nothing dangerous in the room.
Frederico Patria did not answer. He sat on the sofa with his face wet with sweat. The shirt he was wearing was wet even though the temperature in the room was really very cold.
George immediately stepped towards the refrigerator and picked up a bottle of mineral water to give to Frederico Patria who still looked puzzled.
"Drink sir" he said, handing over a bottle of mineral water. The man immediately sipped the drink until it ran out. He was like someone who had just come from a long journey. He looked very thirsty and tired.
"Are you having a bad dream?" george asked again when he saw that Frederico Patria was calmer.
"My father suddenly appeared and attacked me George!"
"Sir Ferguson came into your dream?" the man nodded his head while looking at the assistant's face.
"He is very angry with me for taking the life of Yousef Michelin and his wife" replied Frederico Patria with his head bowed. The man squeezed his fingers very agitatedly.
"It was just a dream. You don't have to worry," comfort George with a smile.
"You can tell your reasons to the great Lord when he comes to visit. So you sleep, huh?" George spoke again in a calm voice.
"But George, my father wanted so badly to eliminate me in that dream."
"It was just a dream. There is no way Mr. Ferguson would have wanted the death of his own son. So now I'll take you to your bedroom."
"Yes, you're right George. I haven't changed my clothes either" said the man then standing up from his seat. He walked out of the room and then stepped into his own room.
"Hum George, is Flower asleep?" ask him to the man who was walking beside him.
"Already Sir. Mrs Hudson already reported that to me," George replied with a straight forward look.
"I want to see George." The assistant's steps immediately stopped hearing the desire of Ferguson's son.
"You can disturb his sleep, sir. Let him rest."
"George! What's wrong with you, huh? I just want to look at his face. I promised I wouldn't do anything until he accepted me," Frederico seemed to start to get emotional with the assistant's refusal.
They were both standing in front of the Flower Michelin room with faces equally tense. I don't know what they were thinking until the guts of the two suddenly shrunk.
"What's up George? why don't you open the door!?"
"Yes, I think you don't want to continue with this plan" George replied, grimacing. His hand began to touch the door handle that suddenly opened from the inside.
"Aargh!"
"Relish!"
Flower Michelin shouted loudly because it was very shocked by the two figures of men in front of him in the middle of the night like this.
The two men also screamed as they watched the appearance of the owner of the room they wanted to visit wearing a mask all over his face. Only the eyes are visible on the white face like a ghost.
"Why are you two here?!" ask Flower Michelin in a loud screaming voice. He forgot the manners of the owner of the house. A few seconds in shock he could only breathe calmly.
"I'm sorry Miss. We went in the wrong room" George said with his face turned expressionless. Frederico Patria felt her lips twitch to laugh but she tried to hold him back.
"Please continue your sleep, miss. We'll excuse you" George said again as he left there at a quick pace. Frederico Patria did not move. He instead stepped closer to the scary-looking girl with a faint smile on his face.
"What do you want to do outside the room at night like this Miss?"
"I woke up having a bad dream. And I guess I'll find it hard to fall back asleep" the girl replied with a straight look into the eyes of the man before her.
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His hair suddenly brushed. I don't know why the sharp look in the man's eyes he just felt. In his dream just a moment ago he was like he was being watched by someone who had such a sharp gaze.
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