The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Mr. Chefs

The conversation between Carlo and Romeo, had to stop when the door to Miabella's room opened. From behind, the girl appeared with a face filled with annoyance. "Why are you guys so noisy in front of my room!" snapped the beautiful girl with a very upset tone.

Carlo and Romeo did not immediately answer. They looked at each other for a moment, before returning to look at Miabella who was standing in the doorway while shaking her waist.

"Are you sleep-deprived, Bella?" ask Romeo. "Your eyes are red" said the young man again.

"Red or not is none of your business! Now get out of my room!" miabella jolted again while slamming the door, making the two cross-aged men gasp in shock.

"Why him?" think Romeo. "I don't know at all, what kind of man would put up with a girl like that. Oh, my God, stubborn and fierce." Romeo snorted in annoyance. He just passed by, without saying anything more to Carlo.

While Carlo himself was still in front of Miabella's room. He also did not really understand what the lady wanted this time. Before deciding to move on from there, Carlo approached the door again. "Miss, I'm in the room if you need anything. You can call or text if you're lazy to get out" exclaimed the man loud enough. It was then that Carlo left. He walked quietly to the room he was in.

"Hey, Carlo. I thought you weren't back yet. Where is Miabella?" asked Francesca who was busy arranging the dining table.

"Miss is in her room, Madam," replied Carlo politely. "Where is Mr Ricci?" Carlo asked back.

"My husband suddenly had to return to Rome. After all, my three children were also only with the servants there," explained Mia's youngest sister.

"Will Madam stay here long?" carlo asked again as he approached the dining table. He stood up while holding the back of one of his chairs.

"No. I just cleaned up the rest of our things that had not been brought" replied Francesca. He then fell silent for a moment while looking at Carlo. "This magnificent building will become increasingly desolate, though it will eventually return to the hands of a true heir. I hope you can always look after and accompany Miabella here. Poor thing, because that girl will definitely feel very lonely." Francesca smiled bitterly as she shook her head slowly.

"It's the same story we told decades ago, when our mother was gone. After that, catching up with dad was also gone for good. Me, Mia, and also Daniella left the residence we had lived in for many years in Venice. We want to forget for a moment the sadness of losing loved ones." Francesca returned to her job.

"You don't have to worry, Madam. I won't let Miss Miabella feel lonely, but there's no one here. After all, miss is already determined to focus on the plantation." Carlo smiled calmly, before saying goodbye to the room. He wanted to calm himself down, until dinner time came. However, in reality at the dining table at that time there were only three people. Miabella didn't join us for a meal.

The night is late. The hour hand was already showing at eleven o'clock more, when Miabella came out of the room. Apparently, the girl fell asleep from being too full after finishing a few cups of gelato. But now he is hungry.

The girl who used to grate her long hair then walked quietly down the corridor. The atmosphere inside the Casa de Luca building was already very quiet. The main lights have even been turned off, leaving only the outboard lights in dim yellow.

In that dimness, Miabella stepped near the opening of the living room. He stood there for a while. His gray eyes glared far away, through the darkness of the night so dense, that it obscured all the thoughts that had been constantly spinning inside the girl's head.

He is now twenty-two years old. The responsibility as the successor of the wineries with the trademark that has now spread to most countries in Europe, is within his grasp. It was time for the beautiful girl to start improving herself.

Miabella then turned her eyes to the large frame that adorned the handsome face of the father. The girl went there, and stood up and stared fixedly. "Dad," he sighed softly. "So many people know you well, so they can remember and capture all the unforgettable moments. However, why did you leave before I could keep a memory in my memory?"

A single tear dripped down the corner of Miabella's lips. Moments later, the beautiful girl with the white singlet stands in front of a photograph of the late Matteo de Luca. However, shortly thereafter Miabella immediately wiped him. He heard the voice of a man speaking. Miabella knew that voice. "Carlo?" mumbling slowly.

Miabella walked without making a sound. He then stood at the number two opening, whose position went straight to the front yard. Samar, Miabella saw the figure of the bodyguard standing near the parapet as high as the belly of an adult, and facing directly to the plantation. Carlo seemed to be talking to someone on the phone.

"I met Cedro yesterday. If you want, just arrange the meeting plan," Carlo said to no one. While Miabella was still standing watching from a distance not too far away. Occasionally, the handsome man with a higher posture than Adriano laughed softly while rubbing the nape of his head. This made Miabella even more curious. He then walked a bit forward. "Come, Delana. Don't be," Carlo said with a tone that sounded so warm.

Hearing Delana's name, Miabella rushed away from there. He's back in. It wasn't just hunger that made his mood mess up this time. With a frowning face, the eldest daughter of Mia walked towards the kitchen.

Still with a very careful move, Carlo headed there. It was not difficult for him to see the entire room, because the lights in the kitchen had lit up. Carlo stood in the doorway leaning his left arm. He was busy watching someone who was busy looking for something in the kitchen set above.

"What's wrong, Miss?" asked Carlo who was curious. Since then, he had only been watching without doing anything.

The surprised Miabella immediately turned her head. But he did not answer at all. The girl took a banana from inside the fruit basket, then walked towards Carlo who was in the doorway. "Surge!" tell ketus.

However, Carlo did not heed Miabella's words. The man flinched. Miabella also shifted on the empty part. However, immediately Carlo also shifted his sturdy body so that the empty gap had become covered.

"What do you want?" miabella asked with a very sharp look to the man before her.

"Why don't you come to dinner?" Carlo asked back.

"I just woke up" said Miabella ketus while throwing a face.

"Then, what are you doing here at a clock like this?" investigate Carlo, even though he can already guess.

"I'm hungry, so I'm looking for food. However, unfortunately there is nothing left at all" Miabella replied with a very contrived cynical smile.

"Oh, and you chose bananas" said Carlo, bearded.

"Why indeed? What's your problem?" miabella Protest.

"Come, Miss. Bananas were not your greatest enemy for a long time" replied Carlo calmly. He behaved like a Kindergarten teacher who was facing the spoiled attitude of his students.

Hearing Carlo's reply, Miabella laughed. However, it still seemed that it was a forced laughter. Without saying anything, Miabella lifted the banana right before Carlo's face. The girl then removed her skin into four pieces. Without fear, Miabella devoured the banana with a sizable bite. He then smiled with satisfaction while continuing to keep the banana in his mouth.

While Carlo folded both hands on the chest while leaning his arms. He continued to watch over Miabella calmly. The man began to smile, when he saw the change in the look of Miabella's face that was flushed red from discomfort. "Three, two, ...." Not yet had he finished the countdown, Miabella had already run towards the sink. The girl spewed out all her entrails there. Not only bananas, but also all the food that he had consumed.

With a very calm pace, Carlo walked over to Miabella. He then gently pinched the girl's back neck, until Miabella finally stopped vomiting. "You're still stubborn" he said. "Let's sit. I'll make you something." Charles then took Mia's eldest daughter, and placed her in a wooden chair near the kitchen counter.

"What do you want?" miabella asked before Carlo moved to the stove table.

"I'll make you some food. You know for yourself that I am a very reliable chef" Carlo said with a calm smile. He then took some ingredients from the refrigerator and began to process them. Miabella sat there watching.

The beautiful girl's shadow returns to the times when she was still studying in England. Carlo often cooks something for him. While he just sat sweet while waiting for the dish to be ready on the table. Miabella never thought that such a thing would happen again. He also smiled unwittingly.

A few moments passed, a portion of the caponata was presented before Miabella. "Eat," said Carlo. He turned his body to pass.

"Where are you going?" prevent Miabella from holding Carlo's wrist.