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Chapter 41

    “Are you going to eat before you shower?” Dorothy asked Mia.


    They arrived at the house and were preparing for the night.


    “I will shower before eating,” Mia replied.


    “OK go and shower, let me get our food from the kitchen” Dorothy said.


    Mia went into the bathroom and started showering, after doing that she came back into the room and got dressed.


    “Food is here” Dorothy said and came into the room.


    “Where is the food?” Mia asked when she saw that Dorothy was empty-handed.


    “The maids are bringing it, help me and set the table” she replied.


    “OK” Mia said and went and started helping her with the table.


    “Madam” someone called from the door.


    “Come in,” Dorothy said.


    The door opened and two maids came in carrying a tray of food each.


    They came and ced it on the table and left, “these are all my favourite food” Mia said.


    “Yes I know, now let’s dig in” Dorothy said and sat down.


    “Thank you so much Doro” Mia said.


    “You are wee, make sure that you eat very well” Dorothy said.


    “I will if you do not finish the food by yourself” Mia said.


    “I am not that greedy” Dorothy replied.


    “I have heard you, let’s eat,” Mia said.


    They finished eating andid on the bed to sleep.


    “Don’t wake me up, still twelve o’clock in the afternoon tomorrow,”Mia said.


    ” Won’t you go to school tomorrow? I hope you know that tomorrow is Monday?” Dorothy asked.


    “Sometimes I wonder if you actually live in this country or in another” Mia said.


    “Why did you say so?” Dorothy asked.


    “Because tomorrow was dered as a public holiday, wait did I say tomorrow? No I mean the whole of next week is public holiday” Mia said.


    “why is the whole of next week public holiday” Dorothy asked.


    “The prime minister will be buried next week” Mia replied.


    “Oh I didn’t hear about it” Dorothy said.


    “How can you hear when you are here enjoying with your husband” Mia said.


    “Wait are you jealous?” Dorothy asked.


    “Jealous? Way would I be” Mia reply and turned to the other side of the bed.


    “I can see that you are jealous, but good news is that I can sense that you are going to have a boyfriend soon” Dorothy said.


    “So you are a fashion designer and also a fortune teller?” Mia asked.


    “You know that I am an all rounder” Dorothy replied.


    “Whatever, let’s stop talking and sleep” Mia said.


    “OK good night Mia” Dorothy said.


    “Good night Doro” Mia replied.


    “Sweet dreams” Dorothy said.


    As theyid on the bed, they were visited by the master sleep and it took them straight to slumbernd.


    “Arrange the guns properly Levi” Edward said.


    They were at the Leo Mafia group official building with other members arranging the guns and other equipment they will carry and go to the mourning ceremony of the prime minister.


    “I wonder if the Americans will being today?” Levi asked Edward.


    “Our source said that it might be tomorrow or the next” Edward replied.


    “Is Caling with us?” Levi asked.


    “What up with the question Levi” Edward asked.


    “Nothing I just have a bad feeling that something will happen this week” he replied.


    “Why don’t you keep that bad feeling to yourself and arrange the guns properly” Edward ordered.


    “OK Second Boss” Levi replied.


    He took the box that he had put the guns into and carried it to the end of room where other boxes were waiting to be loaded inside the car.


    He came back and started arranging the remaining guns when Edward held him on his shoulder.


    “Don’t worry nothing will happen Levi” Edward said.


    “I will try to believe you” Levi replied.


    “Keep arranging the guns, let me check up on the others” Edward said.


    “Ok” Levi replied and Edward left the room.


    “You are not going to wake up? It is almost 10 am” Dorothy said waking Mia up.


    “Leave me and go away” Mia mumbled shifting on the bed.


    “Come on wake up, I need you to help me with the cookie I want to make” Dorothy said.


    Mia got up from the bed immediately and asked “did you just said cookies?”.


    “Yes” Dorothy replied.


    “If I help you, can we make any vour I want?” Mia asked.


    “As long as the ingredients are avable we will do it” Dorothy replied.Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    “Yes ! let’s do it” Mia said came out of the bedpletely and headed to the door when Dorothy asked her.


    “Where do you think you are going?”


    “To the kitchen of course to make the cookies” she replied.     “No I think the bathroom is the first ce you should go” Dorothy said.


    “Oh my gosh ! I almost forgot that I should freshen up” Mia said and ran into the bathroom.


    “You didn’t almost forgot but you forgotpletely” Dorothy called after her.


    “You are lying” Mia called back.


    After Mia has freshened up, she and Dorothy went into the kitchen and started preparing the cookie.


    “What vour should would you like for us to prepare?” Dorothy asked.


    “How about chocte vor” Mia replied.


    “Chocte vour it is” Dorothy said and started arranging the ingredients for the cookie.


    In less than thirty minutes they were done with the cookie dough and cutting and put it inside the oven. They both sat down in the kitchen and started discussing.


    “So Australia is burying her prime minister today, what a shame” Dorothy said.


    “No they are not burying him today but mourning him, he will be buriedter this week” Mia replied.


    “They are just wasting time and money, instead of them to bury him once and for all and move on, they are making it longer” Dorothy said.     “Well he is a Mafia so his burial should be powerful” Mia replied.


    “Mafia my foot” Dorothy said.


    “How old were you when your parents had that ident?” Mia asked.
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