BIAS & ZEE ROMANCE

MOTHER SUPPORTS ZEE

"You want a story that happens to me? You're not working, hem? Why so pretty?" Johan rubbed the cheek and raised Zee's chin.

"A-ku___

"Hem?" Johan could not wait for a word that seemed hesitant to be spoken by Zee.

"I want pu-lang, Bang!"

Johan was disappointed not to get an answer to his question. "OK we're going home, but tell me first you why? You said you were scared, what were you afraid of?"

"Ma-af I can't tell you yet, I'm coming home, Bang! I'm ca-pek!"

"Okay but answer one question I just, you've run out of the show?" Johan looked at Zee's appearance from the top of his head, his brain trying to guess and look for a clue to smooth his assumptions.

"I-yeah, Ka-fe show!" Johan nodded.

"Okay, let's go home, put on my jacket so you don't get cold!" Zee said he was wearing Johan's new jacket on the bike.

Along the way again Zee was silent, Johan realized some days Zee changed. Something is going on and Zee reluctantly shares it with her. Johan took a deep breath, trying not to get carried away by negative assumptions and thought it was possible that Zee was like this because she was pre-menstrual. Jo pulls Zee's arm up close, happy to feel the presence of the woman he wants to keep. Johan realizes Zee's heart is not intact for him, but feels the presence of real Zee by his side he is happy. Johan believes the taste problem will definitely grow with togetherness.

The simple building was already in front of the two. Exhausted, Zee forbids Johan from stopping by. Johan understands. Yes, Zee's condition is clearly not good. He just needs to give Zee time to himself and tomorrow he is sure Zee will tell the story.

On the street Johan remembered the appearance of Zee who looked different, the Cafe event that was used as the reason Zee looked at Johan's brain because the location he picked up Zee far from the Cafe, even against the direction. Somehow Johan spontaneously took the helm to the Cafe where Zee worked, he wanted to make sure that happened.

The bike is perfectly parked in front of the vintage-style building where Johan had previously picked up Zee. The hand opened the door of the cafe and the body had entered the place where the lover had been working in recent days.

The condition of the cafe looks normal, there is no party activity or event that has just been held. All employees work to serve guests seriously. Johan called one waiter, ordered a cold drink while secretly asking about Zee and the activities of the Cafe a while ago. The eyes round Johan was stunned by the fact that he heard that a new employee named Zivanya that day did not enter, nor was there an event held by the Cafe that night.

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"You why? It's time to work, you know," gently asked to see Zee who instead of preparing but increasingly pulled the blanket covered his head when Farah went into the room.

"Big brother why?" Zaa who entered along with Farah put her little finger on Zee's forehead.

"I'm not feeling well, Mom. I'll call Mr. Kemal and say I can't come" Zee said.

"But my sister is not hot!" 8-year-old girl chattering again.

"Yes Brother is not hot, but the body of Brother lemes, Zaa," said Zee.

"Will I go to the doctor?"

"No, Mom! Zee just needs to be alone!" Farah watched Zee, staring at a somewhat different face since her return yesterday.

"Zaa, you play with Brother Joy first, yeah! I want to check on Zee's condition!" Zaa nodded and before long he went out of Zee's room.

"Zee sit down, kid! I want to talk!" Seeing Farah suddenly serious, Zee said. He sat.

"Your clothes last night have been washed and my mother has ironed. Nice clothes. Bermerk, pretty. Boutique shirt. Zee wants to tell mom what happened yesterday?" Zee.

"Zee yesterday work permit, but still at 9 am already home wearing dresses and accessories. Where was Zee last night, hem?"

Instead of replying, Zee got up from lying down and stood by the window. As usual, Zee will divert the grief by pretending to look at the clouds.

"Mother is here, why are you standing there? Come here!"

"Dam!"

Hearing her mother's call in a high tone, Zee turned around.

"You why? Here's story!"

"I-be ...." Zee immediately approached Farah and hugged her mother.

"What's wrong? Never hold anything! I see you are different since you received a job like usual you like to joke with your sisters and Johan. Now why your story? Any problem with Johan? Johan hurt you?"

"Continue?"

"Zee, talk!"

"Ka-k Bi-as, Buu ...."

"Damn? Don't tell me you've met her again!"

"I-yes, Mom. Zee met Bi-as!"

"It's not that this 3 years he's gone far. How could he possibly be back? Zee, remember! You can like Bias, but don't be stupid! That bias never liked you! Love clapping one hand only makes sick___

After a moment of silence, Farah spoke again. "Now the story where did you meet the boy?"

"In-Cafe, Mom."

"The cafe you work at?" Zee nodded.

"Well, how can we meet again, anyway? She's a guest?"

"More than i-tu. He's the son of the owner of the cafe where Zee works, Mom."

"Astagfirullah, did he know you?"

"No."

"Huh, thank goodness. Yeah, well, before he finds out and you get hurt, just stop working from there!"

"Wait, wait! Then yesterday you wear the dress i-tu___ Don't tell me you've gone with Bias?"

"Y-yes, Mom."

"Lho, how can it be?"

"Forced, Mom. Bias asks Zee to come to an event, if Zee still wants to work at Ka-fe."

"He's nagging?" Zee nodded.

"What the hell is that kid! Whichever way. So if he doesn't know you why did you look so sad yesterday?"

"The party belonged to his ex, Mr. Bias, and the ex knew me. He's talking ka-sar, ma'am." The cry broke, Farah pulled her daughter's body.

"The son of a rich man, but his mouth is not his school. She's Bias' pregnant girlfriend?" Zee nodded.

"Looking woman means. Never be weak in front of a woman like that! Zee's mom's son is beautiful! Good boy! Clever! More than anything from that cheap lady! Don't be demeaned!" Zee.

"Just agree you don't have to come to the cafe anymore! Don't work there. A lot of work. Keep feeling Johan! You accept him, he's your girlfriend! Johan is a good man, often help our family when dad is not around. Love you, mother and sisters. He is sincere with our family. You were right today did not come to the cafe. Now don't be sad! Live your life like it was when the bias didn't exist! Happy, cheerful, cheerful! Away from bad guys like his ex Bias it. Now let's get up! You siramin plant there!"

"Bu, ta-pi___

"But what?"

"Zee loves Bi-as' sister."

"Dam!"

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