
At 14:30 p.m., Zee was still relaxing in his room. Farah who did not want Zee late for work finally came to her daughter's room. He gasped to see the princess was still cool with the gadget in hand.
"Zee, you don't work?"
"Eh mother, ma'am's work," replied Zee lifting the body from the bed.
"But it's like this, how come you're still relaxing?"
"Today Zee's in at 4, ma'am."
"Again in the rolling?"
"I don't know, maybe Mom. Zee forgot to ask." Knowing Zee still had enough time at home, Farah approached, she sat on the edge of the bed beside Zee sitting down.
"Zee, you must be tired of working until you go home from work," said Farah. He massaged Zee's legs.
"Em good, Mom." Zee smiled. He straightened his legs at this moment.
"Do you like working in that cafe?"
"Hemm___
A moment Zee seemed to think, but he nodded afterwards.
"I doubt that, anyway?"
"Now, Mom!"
"No guests like that, right at the cafe? W-do you like to bother you?"
"Alhamdulillah no-da, ma'am." Farah looked at her daughter's face, hesitating to answer. Farah is confused but wants Zee to tell her own story without her insisting.
"Zee, whatever you're going through, don't mind telling mom, yeah kid!" Zee looked at her mother's face closely. He wanted to tell about the emergence of Bias, but seeing the closeness of his mother with Johan, he finally undo.
If you know brother Bias the son of the owner of the cafe where I work, you must ask me to stop so that you keep the feeling of bang Jo. But working is not easy, Zee also wants to help our family economy. The tutoring money is there, but the tutoring results are not as much as the salary at the cafe ....
"Zee, what do you want to go to your school again and ask for a school recommendation for a list of courses through this year's scholarship program?"
"Hmm, not yet Ma'am. This year Zee still wants to raise money first. Tuition through the scholarship path is free, but for other purposes, cost money, living costs all use money, ma'am. Especially the department that Zee wants to have a campus outside the city."
"Yes anyway. Sorry, but darling. You should be in school to the highest level, but you're just as incapable of motherhood."
"Gpp, Mom. If the Creator meridhoi someday Zee could go to college." Farah hugged her daughter.
"Thank you, Honey. Thanks for understanding our family." Yes, 3 years ago actually Zee got a scholarship, but because of a lot of consideration, Zee finally did not take the scholarship, especially the condition of Farid who is still in prison, but because of a lot of consideration, Zee finally did not take the scholarship, not yet able to join his family and the only livelihood just from sewing Farah.
"Mother, Zee get ready, first!"
"Oh, yes."
"Dad, it's in front take the left!"
"You sure this area is where it is? Your boss, how weird is it to tell you to come here?"
"Zee doesn't know Dad, he says he'll be told Zee's assignment when he's in the store!"
"Take care of the employees at the boutique that way?"
"Not knowing either!"
"But if the owner of the cafe is the same owner of a Boutique one person can be so." Farid seemed to be thinking while driving his angkot.
"So maybe so, Dad!"
Seeing the name of the Boutique corresponding to the address given by Kemal, Zee asked Farid to stop his run. Yeah, since Johan is on the afternoon shift so can't drive Zee.
"Be careful, honey. Call me near home, I'll get Zee."
"Don't you, bang Jo's gonna pick me up!"
"Oh, yeah."
"Excite yes, dear. Assalamu'alaikum."
"Wa'alaikumsalam."
As Farid's angkot begins to disappear, Zee begins to step foot into the elegant building of cream dominance. Just standing in front of the boutique, an employee immediately opened the door for Zee. Slowly the foot went inside. Netra Zee was immediately amazed at every dress and dress that hung beautifully in the Boutique. Wallpaper flowers motifs and lined with beautiful jars on some sides of the Boutique make the Boutique so comfortable and beautiful.
"Can I help you, ma'am?" ask an officer to Zee.
"I-ni, Brother. I was asked to this Boutique by my supervisor at My Donna Cafee."
"Pak Kemal's men, huh?" Zee nodded.
"Come with me!" An employee took Zee to a room like a study. He asked Zee to wait there. Zee according.
Ten minutes later, an employee came in and brought orange juice to Zee. Asking Zee to drink it while waiting for someone who hasn't arrived yet. Zee nodded. In his heart was filled with questions, but he was still prejudiced, moreover it was a place of honor, a famous Boutique so there could be no strange things there. Zee also thinks Kemal may not have bad intentions on him.
Five more minutes passed, the door behind Zee sitting open. "It's been a long time?" The sound made Zee turn his head quickly. The heartbeat was instantly beating fast.
Why is Brother Bias here?
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