Mafia And Me
PROPRIETORSHIP MARK

“Sini let me help, you must be hassles Joe.”

Alea helped lift the pan where Joe had just grilled the seductive beef until it made Alea swallow his saliva deeply.

“I'll separate a few pieces for dinner for you,” whispered Joe accompanied by a smile.

“Thank you very much, certainly delicious,” Alea said staring at the processed steak made by Joe.

“Finished.”

Alea turned to the right and left, Joe was alone in this spacious kitchen that was only aided by two servants.

“Bryan where? How is he weird never being in the kitchen to help you cook anyway, Joe? I see, lately you've been cooking by yourself.”

Yeah, that's right, Joe's always cooking hassles for everyone in this mansion.

“Entah, Alea. I don't know where he is either. Lately I've been troubled and lucky I've recruited a waitress who is equally good at cooking for the guards and Mika.” men

Alea was bearded and thanked that Joe had obtained a backup chef Bryan's replacement.

“Bryan's attitude lately has been strange, Al.”

“Yes, he's away from me now, Joe.” Joe took a slow breath.

"Are you guys marahan?" joe asked curiously.

Couldn't it be Bryan's suddenly strange attitude because he was marahan with Alea, so Bryan did not want to help him?

"Anger?" Alea repeated the word. For Alea the word certainly makes his brain in squeezed to think.

He and Bryan did not roar at all, but when Alea met Bryan immediately nagged and was indecisive.

Each asked what was wrong the man did not answer and chose to leave. Isn't that weird?

"I'm the same he didn't make it at all. I told you that Bryan and I have nothing to do with."

"We're fine and I don't know why he's like that either. Just met me he was nagging when I just asked what I was wrong. Uh, he just left without answering, ", Alea said.

"Yes, that's it. Don't mess around with Bryan's attitude."

“Do I want to make warm milk as usual for you, Al?” bargain Joe on Alea, who is just as strange as Bryan.

Both Bryan and Alea were now both more silent.

“No, thank you, Joe. I was before I went home drinking milk too.”

Alea quickly helped Joe. “This is where I helped cook. What hasn't?”

Alea stared at the way the middle-aged man was cooking deftly.

“Not necessary. You just sit down because master's dinner is almost done as well. You should eat first.”

“Let's go after master dinner.”

Joe puts a delicious premium quality meat Evans request on the trolley.

“Alright, I wait. We had dinner together, do you like spicy chicken?”

“Suka.”

“Alright, I will make him spicy chicken and also one plate of delicious meat for you.

“You must eat a lot because I believe your scales must have dropped due to fatigue.”

“OK, Joe. I'll be right back after master finishes eating.”

Joe gave a nod of agreement. Alea swung her steps towards the large refrigerator and sipped a cold drink straight from the bottle.

“This has who Joe?”

Alea showed the blue-colored bottle where the man turned to look at what was asked.

“I don't think the contents of this bottle are water. But, why become orange juice?”

“Maybe got Berta or Bryan times, Al. Does it not have a writing?”

Alea shook her head. “Nothing, Joe.”

The blue bottle Alea was holding had no note whatsoever.

“But it's a lot of people juice,” Alea said accompanied by a big smile.

“What do you like?”

Alea gave a slow nod. “Yes. It's very fresh,” Alea replied while keeping the bottle back in the refrigerator.

“Can I ask for help?”

Alea took out a small paper and wrote down a few words then pasted them. “Say.

“Please tell the owner. I'm sorry it's rude to drink this fresh orange juice. Later I will replace it with a new one.”

“Have it, it's okay. Let me squeeze the orange to replace it and also replace it with a new one.”

Alea approached Joe then hugged the middle-aged man.

“Ah—you are very understanding, Joe. Thank you so much, you are the best.

“I will deliver dinner the master used to be afraid he was angry,” Alea said as she let go of her embrace.

The woman in a black maid uniform went back to checking all the dinners Evans ordered were quite a lot.

“I'm waiting for you, Al.”

Alea gave a nod and then stuck out her hand forming the code ‘Oke’

The woman took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, there was a sense of relief this time she could get rid of the impossible thoughts inside her brain.

Alea had been quiet since last night because of something that disturbed her mind.

“Goodnight Mr.” Alea walked into Evans' room with a wide, imprinted smile.

“I deliver dinner for you,” Alea said again.

Unfortunately, Alea's remarks were not answered by the owner. The man was still busy with his laptop screen.

Already used to being taken for granted, Alea preferred to quickly arrange all the cold man's dinners at the round table because she already had an appointment to have dinner with Joe in the kitchen later.

The exact same delicious meat was served to Evans, the same as his dinner that Joe left a little for him.

Seeing the food made Alea swallow her saliva deeply.

“I have to quickly make the man spend his dinner, I can't wait to taste the delicious meat of the best quality, his inner”.

“Master dinner is ready,” Alea said while facing.

“Hm.” The man only replied with a short deheman.

But for Alea it was not strange because Evans sometimes liked to talk to him, was used to Evans' cold attitude and his verbal cage was so sharp Alea was less confusing Evans said.

Alea was still faithfully standing in front of Evans' desk, but suddenly his body was hot.

He stared for a moment at the Ac hanging on the wall. Surprisingly, Evans' working room temperature was suddenly very hot.

‘Is Evans not hot? Ac not signed?’ inner Alea, restless.

Alea flicked one of her hands so she could get some air. His forehead began to sweat.

Alea let out a heavy breath so that she could control her suddenly strange body.

“You're still there, huh?”