THE PRISONER OF MAFIA
Flu Symptoms
The ENT specialist is already in Carlos' luxurious mansion to check on Arra.
“How's Doc? Is there something wrong with his nose?” carlos asked the doctor who had finished examining his wife.
“Flu symptoms, you rest easy this is not severe. I will give you medicine,” said the doctor while cleaning his medical equipment.
“Does this flu symptom affect my sense of smell? Because I am very sensitive to certain scents,” Arra told the young woman's doctor.
“It could have happened,” replied the doctor while taking the medicine from inside his bag. “As usual in drinking three times a day,” he said as he handed the medicine to Arra.
“OK, thank you, doctor,” said Arra.
“I've transferred your payment!” said Carlos flatly.
“Thank you, Sir. I excuse.” The doctor couldn't stand being there. Carlos' sharp gaze frightened him, plus he was watched by several big and burly men.
“Finally I was able to get out of this mansion. It was like being in a lion's den! How could the girl be able to survive with those creepy guys!” the inner doctor when he had come out of the luxurious room to the courtyard of the mansion.
“You can get out of here! And tell the kitchen waiter to make a special soup for my wife!” carlos said to two of his men who were in the room.
“Good, Mr.” The two large-bodied men immediately came out of the room, heading for the kitchen to convey Carlos' message.
“Remember! Young mistress is sensitive to certain scents, so do not let your cooking make Madam nauseous! If that happens, then your lives are at stake!” said one of the big-bodied men to the kitchen maids.
“Good, we will make soup for the best for Madam,” replied the kitchen waiter who numbered 4 people with a compact and resisted fear.
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“Carl! I'm just a flu symptom, not paralyzed!!!” yelled Arra to her husband who was overreacting.
“Flu symptoms include serious illness, if not treated properly, will lead to complications such as headache, strep throat, and cough, among others,” replied Carlos while lifting his wife's body from the sofa to their bed. Then he lay down his wife carefully, as if afraid of hurting her.
Arra rolled both her eyes lazily upon hearing her husband's exaggerated reply.
“Now you rest!” Carlos covered his wife's body to the extent of the neck.
“Darling, you must listen to my words, for all this is for your good. You must be cold right now, look at your face looking pale.” Carlos immediately tidied the blanket to his wife's body, then took the heating remote.
Arra growled in his heart, but now he was feeling the heat.
“Carl--”
“Sttt! Shut up and rest.” Carlos put his index finger right in front of his lips.
“Why did he become so overrated like that?!” rue Arra in the heart.
Not long after, the door of the room was knocked from the outside. Carlos opened the door immediately. Two waiters deliver a warm soup to Arra.
“Log in and put it on the table!” said Carlos flatly.
“Good, Mr.” The two servants seemed to tremble in fear, but they quickly controlled themselves so as not to cause trouble. After finishing putting the warm soup on the table, the two maids immediately resigned themselves, out of the room whose aura was very gripping.
“Honey, eat the warm soup first,” Carlos said to his wife.
“I don't want to! It smells bad!!” Arra immediately closed his nose, it felt like his stomach was very nauseous because it smelled the smell of the soup.
“You still feel nauseous? The two servants must be taught a lesson because they are not good at cooking!!” furious Carlos.
“What will he do? Don't tell me he's gonna cut off their hands! Ah, terrible!” Arra immediately prevented her husband from leaving the room.
“I'm just kidding, I'm not nauseous and I'll eat that soup!” Arra soon got out of bed, but was prevented by her husband.
“Stay at your place!” Carlos immediately walked over to take the soup and gave it to his wife.
“Quick spend!” charles did not want to be denied.
“OK!” Arra suppressed the nausea, and immediately ate the soup.
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Geez, anxious with both of them, when no one realized that Arra meteng😄