
Zee walks into his house and he sees both of his parents still sitting on the couch, both parents also seemed surprised by Zee's return because they had thought maybe Zee would be very cheap and sulking.
"Zee.." cried Miss Susan who immediately stood up to welcome Zee's return. While Mr. Arif only glanced at Zee at a glance and the look on his face still looked tense like before. Zee walked slowly and then he sat down before his father, Susan was sitting next to Zee.
"Pa, sorry for what I said earlier" said Zee lowered his head.
"But, Pa. I didn't want to and there was no way I'd quit my job just because there was one person staring at me with a negative outlook" firmly Zee then he raised his face and ventured to look into the eyes of the father.
"We don't live to please others, Pa. We have to live to please ourselves, if one person says something bad about us, are we bad? No, right? It is up to people to think like anything about us, to look at us from any angle because we will never always be right in the eyes of others, most importantly we do not harm others" zee said at length with great emphasis while her father listened in silence.
"Pa.." exclaimed Zee whining, he moved to his father's side and clasped his father's hand which felt very rough, due to the hard work he did every day.
"Please, stop putting into the heart the bad talk of others. That calmness and happiness come from ourselves, Pa. Not from the judgment of others" said Zee again.
Mr. Arif let out a long sigh then put on his thin smile and nodded, he even pulled Zee into his arms and rubbed his daughter's short hair.
"Alright, whatever you do Papa will support as long as you are happy with it. I'm sorry that Papa didn't think about your struggles and your sacrifices, Zee. Even though since you became a model, our lives are indeed much better" said Mr. Arif who made Miss Susan and Zee equally breathe a sigh of relief, because finally the head of the household understood as well.
"This is our life, we who know the real story, we who know where the direction of the story of our life, and we who know whether we are comfortable or not with the life lived. It all depends on our mindset, Pa" said Zee who still whines spoiled in the arms of his father.
"Yes, it's stupid that Papa doesn't understand that simple thing"
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"I heard you lost hundreds of millions yesterday, and it's only because of a Zendaya?" tanya Arun who is currently sitting in Ken's oversized chair, while Ken is sitting on the sofa and is enjoying his breakfast menu.
"Know where?" ask Ken to relax.
"From Arga" replied Arun as he fiddled at Ken's laptop key.
"What's the password? You're hiding something, aren't you? Why does the laptop use a password? There must be a lot of blue film collection" said Arun who made Ken immediately look at his friend sharp but Ken was reluctant to respond to him further. Arun also returned to compartmentalize his cool friend's laptop.
"Geez, your laptop wallpapers are flirting, Ken. Zee is pretty if you don't wear anything"