THE CHILDISH MAFIA THIEVES HEARTS
23. LOOKING FOR FRIED RICE

Hera was surprised when anyone suddenly hugged her legs tightly. But when he turned around he was made even more surprised, seeing who was standing on his back. Of course he knows who that guy is. He was the only man dressed like that in this luxurious mansion.

"Do you need anything, sir?" Ask Hera

"No." Replied Tama without seeing Hera.

Of course, it made Hera more confused. All he asked was Deon, his young master. But why did Mr Tama answer? The one asked the son, the father replied.

" I'm just afraid you're being kidnapped by someone else." Deon replied with a laugh. That sounds like an insinuation.

Hearing Deon's voice, Mr. Tama tried to peek back. And how embarrassed he was, as soon as he saw Hera who was crouching in front of Deon, his son. Surely that question was for Deon. Geez, why is he doing anything stupid again? And now even witnessed by his son. How humiliating.

I was embarrassed, how else. Mr. Tama breezed towards the dining table, and immediately finished a glass of water that had been provided there. It felt so sultry, his face also felt a bit hot from enduring the embarrassment.

"Is it ready?" Ask Deon to Hera.

"Here you go, young master, wait at the dinner table. I'll move it first into the plate." Hera.

Deon said he walked to the dining table where Mr. Tama was already there. Although facing each other, but not a word said from the two of them. Maybe Deon is still angry at his father for hurting Hera, the woman he loves. While Mr. Tama did not know what to say, he was still embarrassed. Although his face remained flat and expressionless as usual.

Hera came carrying a plate of fried rice, complete with eggs, lettuce, cucumber, and don't forget the crackers. Mr. Tama noticed the food Hera brought. The fried rice looked very tempting, and the aroma..... Oh my God, Mr. Tama almost blew it. Jakunnya even up and down so drooling.

Deon watched his father stare at the special breakfast Hera made for him. But it seemed that the little boy had no intention whatsoever to offer his father.

"Buap me!" Deon ordered Hera to sit next to him. Hera painstakingly fed the young master who was very dear to her.

"Hhhmmm, that's delicious. You're the best Hera. This is the best fried rice I've ever eaten." It seemed like the young master was deliberately heating up someone.

Mr. Tama is still focused on his food, although in his heart he craves Hera's fried rice. The smell is very tempting. But he's a prestige to reveal it. And he was heated by Deon until the fried rice ran out.

"I'm so full." Deon said as he touched his slightly protruding stomach. Hera could only smile looking at his young master's behavior.

" Hera, have you ever made such good food for another man?"

" It's just my father, young master."

"Mean that I'm the first?"

"It looks so."

Deon was very happy and immediately hugged Hera happily. Deon even kissed Hera's smooth cheeks so pleased. And it was clearly displayed in front of Mr. Tama.

Actually Hera felt awkward. He was also still terrified of being too close to Mr. Tama. But Hera tried to hold on as best she could. He doesn't want Deon to go further with his real father.

" You have to promise not to make food that good for anyone else!" Deon said with his possessiveness.

"Hm." Hera simply nodded in agreement to whatever her young master ordered.

"You really are the best wife." Deon said as he stroked Hera's long hair.

Already, enough. Mr. Tama can no longer bear to see the interaction between two people of different ages. He immediately waltzed away as soon as Defan arrived to pick him up. Deon laughed at his father's departure. That little boy is so naughty. He could have bothered his father like that.

Mr. Tama has gone to work. But his mood was not good today. I don't know what other problems he's facing now.

"Yes, sir."

Defan steers his vehicle towards a five-star restaurant. Arriving there, Defan immediately went down and opened the door for his Master. Mr. Tama entered in following Defan behind him.

There Mr. Tama ordered a special fried rice, while Defan only ordered drinks because he had breakfast from home.

"Why don't you have breakfast at home?" Tanya Defan hesitated. He was afraid that Mr. Tama would be angry because of his question. From yesterday Defan felt strange with the attitude of his Master.

"I had breakfast at home." Answer Mr. Tama.

"Then, the fried rice?" Defan couldn't stem his curiosity. If you have breakfast, why does Mr Tama still want to eat fried rice? Did he eat a little breakfast and still not full? But usually Mr. Tama just breakfast bread, and that's enough for him.

Shortly thereafter, the waiter of the restaurant came with their order. But Mr. Tama didn't touch the food at all. From earlier he just stared at the fried rice in front of him, without intending to eat it.

"Why is it not the same?" Mumbled slowly.

Defan only pays attention to what his master does. Until Tuan Tama suddenly got up and sauntered away just like that, leaving his order without even touching it.

"Sir, what about the fried rice?" Defan asked in astonishment at his Master's attitude.

"Eat if you want."

Defan would, of course. It was a special fried rice from a five-star restaurant. It is very dear if you have to throw it away. But since Mr. Tama had already left first, Defan decided to wrap it up, so that Mr. Tama would not wait too long.

"Find the others!" Mr. Tama's orders, once Defan gets in the car.

"I mean Sir?"

"Fried rice."

"But that one....?"

" It's not like that, the smell is different too."

"Different? What do you want fried rice for?"

"Whatever, the important fried rice."

Defan returned to his vehicle to look for fried rice. They stopped at a restaurant. There Tuan Tama again ordered fried rice. But this time it was not just one, but all kinds of fried rice that were there.

After waiting for a while, Mr. Tama's order returned to the court. He stared one by one at the fried rice in front of him, and smelled the aroma of each fried rice. But nothing matched his expectations. Until finally he returned to leave all his order fried rice as before. And it's Defan's job to have the waiter wrap all the orders.

"Search again!"

" But sir, there's a meeting soon." Defan reminded.

"Yes, we're going to the office."

Huft... Defan was relieved because finally Mr. Tama was willing to stop looking for fried rice that was somehow what his master really wanted.