
Zayna got off the taxi she ordered. Afterwards he walked towards the black gate dangling high.
Two guards opened the gate. "Good morning Miss" said they kindly as she bowed respectfully.
Zayna nodded to respond. "How's.? Aman.?"
The two guards nodded. "Sir Miss.! Because the bodyguards are monitoring this place if Miss isn't around" he replied.
Zayna stepped back into the house.
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Now Areksa is busy reading the information that Fatir got, to find out about the incident at the restaurant last night.
"Why can a broken cctv in that toilet.?"
Fatir shakes. "It seems like it was planned, sir.! They played well" replied Fatir
"Gue will not be diem if anyone dares to tease or touch mine" said Areksa sharp
The fatir who was still there was stunned. 'Bucin really sir, until' all the same as Non Zayna' inner
"I don't want to know, find out who's behind all this.!"
"Already sir, but the data can not be penetrated. They're not random people, and... It looks like that person is cooperating with an already expert person" Fatir explained
Areksa clenched both his hands. 'Gue won't let anything ngusik mine, let alone touch mine' his mind with sharp eyes.
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Zayna is now on the side of the road. The motor suddenly broke down. It turned out that his rear tire was leaking, making him cluck in annoyance.
"The blue one is kampret, you know that was mending I brought the black one" gritted while kicking the blue sports motorcycle tire.
"Where the weather is hot again" he lamented
Zayna is currently wearing casual clothes. Jeans and oversize clothes. "How should dong gini be.? Where the workshop is also far away.!"
Zayna was about to cross the street to buy a drink for a while. But a truck lost control speeding towards him.
"AWAASHSS"
Tiiinn.... Tiiinn.....
Zayna who was surprised by the sound of the car horn, immediately turned her head. His eyes widened when he saw the truck was close to him.
The boisterous voices of the people were heard screaming. Some were surprised and scared.
BRUUUGH.....
"Aauuuhhhkkk." - Zayna groaned as she fell onto the asphalt, but the burly hand held her asphalt head.
"Lo no papa.?" ask the person who helped him.
Zayna confirmed her position and looked at the man. "S-hungry.?" ogre
"The same mas isn't papa, right.?" ask people
"Do we need to take him to the hospital.?"
"No need to buk, thank you. I'm not papa" replied Zayna not tasty. Then he looked at Sagara, the man's arm and back were injured. Makes Zayna feel guilty for her.
"Ohh... Yes, that's why we left first" they said
Zayna and Sagara nodded.
"Ehh mas.! Next time he'll be taken care of by his girlfriend. Do not let this happen again" said one mother
Zayna's eyes were round upon hearing the words. While Sagara just smiled thinly while staring at the beautiful face of Zayna up close.
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Sagara and Zayna were in a garden, they were sitting on a large grass.
"Lo has to be treated, Gar" said Zayna, seeing the back of the man's hand slightly scratched.
"It's just a small wound"
"Yeah... But later can be infected if not treated" urged Zayna grabbed Sagara's hand.
Sagara smiled in his heart when his hand touched Zayna. "This is also my fault, Lo nolongin I become a gini cake" said Zayna felt guilty.
"No Nia.! It's not papa, it's just a small wound"
"Wait here.! I want to grab something" the girl stood up making the guy frown.
A few minutes later, Zayna came back with a P3K box. Where did the girl get it from.?
"Here let me take it" Zayna again grabbed the guy's hand. Sagara just let go. "It hurts not"
Sagara. Naughtily, Zayna slightly pressed the cotton she used to clean her blood.
"Sssshhhh.." ringis the guy when Zayna pressed the cotton.
"Why.?"
"Don't sign dong" his grunt was upset
"Yeeee... He said he wasn't sick, just sick.?" ledek Zayna's