Heart Charming Girl

comply with request

An annoyed Dafa immediately came out of the room and walked quickly to the other room..

"I waited 1 year. but what was the result..?why is the moon coming today...? why not tomorrow...? basic is not understanding...!! "

I don't know who Dafa blames for this failure...

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"why was Rika so long ago...?? keep going again...!! "

Zahra glanced at the bottom that felt uncomfortable.

"Mrs...?? " cry Rica

"aach... Rika...?? come inside....!! "

Rika looked left where if her Boss was..

"boss where...?? " rumam Rika slowly...

but Rika did not take a headache she immediately ran towards the bathroom, she knew her mistress was there...

"come in Rika...!! " zahra shouted unable to move from his place.

"aaah... thank you Rika. I forgot to bring in************ again.. ??"

"let me get you Madam...!! " suggestion Rica..

"But.....?? "

"i know Madam before I've changed Madam's clothes.. !!" obviously Rika again..

Zahra smiled shyly no longer evasive..

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After dressing in long-sleeved sleepwear patterned carving of Indonesian Special Batik, Zahra drank Rika's juice..

"how's food...?? " ask Zahra handed the empty glass in her sip to Rika..

"they're all buying Madam's gear....!! "

"owh.. did you see lukewarmness...?? Eeh... Mr. Dafa...?? " tanya Zahra blushed in shame because of leachability.

"i don't know Madam..maybe in the next room...!! " reply to Rika politely

Zahra nodded..

"but there are no other men besides Dafa in this mansion...?? "

"no Madam.. Mr. Bara lives in the Apartment so he has returned because there is no more duty from the boss...!? "

Zahra nodded in understanding Rika's answer..

"may I have your HP number Rika..? if I need anything in this room I can ask you for help...?? " ask Zahra politely until Rika's heart is touched by Zahra's polite words..

Zahra isn't Young Madame Satria..? why is it good..? lucky for the Boss..

"may the Madam with pleasure...!! "

they also exchanged numbers...

"then look at the situation of your friends..? contact me without hesitation if it is ready, after that just deliver to the room. just in case...!! " lucky Zahra..

"understand the Madam".Rika replied smiling sweetly..

"why is Madam anyway...?? " ask Zahra not like it..

"sorry Nyon.. Uh.. Ms.... I don't know what to call...?? " nervous Rika.

"aaah.. call me Umi Ara...!!! " tell Zahra with a bright smile..

Rika held back a laugh, Zahra knitted her eyebrows with pursed lips in annoyance.

"i'm serious...!! " zahra whine..

"sorry.. Non.. Uh... Umi Ara's...!! " rika's bated smile was as strong as she could..

"tell the others to call me Umi Ara ya Rika...!! " pinta Zahra again..

"well Umi Ara." Rika replied with all her might holding back her anxious laughter..

"you why...?? " ask Zahra in an annoyed tone..

"forgive me my stupid Umi Ara. I deserve to be punished for my disrespect I dare to laugh at you.."

Zahra scratched her head that was not wearing a hijab..

"go away.. you are not in your right mind...!! " grunts Zahra with her pretty face bent sour..

Rika lowered her head politely and ran to cover her mouth inside the elevator Rika covered her mouth holding a laugh she immediately ran to her Room on the 4th Floor, inside her Room Rika was venting her stifled laughter since earlier.

"aahahahaaahhhaa.. yes God is very sick.. why is the madam so adorable...?? "

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Zahra even came out of her room peeking at the situation in case it was safe that there was no man..

Zahra circulated her gaze and looked at the slightly open Room.

"is he here...?? "

Zahra entered the room..

"Habibii..?? Habib...? Hubby...?? my dear Dafa...??

hello...??? my husband...!??"

"no one...?? " summed slowly.

before long Zahra stopped her steps looking at the carved veiled girl in front of her..

"when did he paint this...?? how lovely...!! "

zahra's eyes twinkle in disbelief to see the beauty of his painting that feels alive and real..

"where is the perpetrator...?? " the most beautiful smile of Zahra..

"o Allah. I want to paint again...!! did my husband allow it...?? " sad Mumbles Zahra..

Zahra has a hobby of painting, but during college he was not allowed to major in art by his abi..

inevitably Zahra must take a major that never crossed his mind.

Zahra grew curious about this room, her eyes began to examine every state of the Room with a smile that did not fade from her beautiful face..

"what's this...?? " confused Zahra

Zahra held an Arabic engraving in front of her and was surprised to find a button on top of the hamzah in the Arabic script.

Sree.....!!

Zahra turned her body in a watchful and pensive manner watching the wall behind her open..

Zahra entered the secret chamber and the wall spun back as before..

"is this the weapon room...?? " murm Zahra guessed..

Zahra was glued to see Dafa standing gallantly with his hands stuffed into his pants pockets and gazing towards the wedding dress with his shoulders open prettyly attached to the statue now.

"That's pretty...?? " praise Zahra unconsciously..

"come here My passion...!! " the heavy voice of Dafa without looking

DEG...!!!

why does Dafa know..? is he a fortune teller..??

"sorry I didn't come in here on purpose. I've been looking for you since ...!!" bowing in fear Zahra immediately approached Dafa..

"i know you'll find this room, baby, closer...!! "

Zahra drew closer to Dafa, but according to Dafa it was far away..

"why did you stay away from me, honey...?? " ask Dafa smiling faintly.

Zahra felt guilty for not being able to give her husband rights over her body..

Zahra can't choose when he comes to the moon? but why does Zahra feel guilty.

"would you wear this wedding dress for me, baby...?? " ask Gentle Dafa with a pleading gaze..

Zahra began to approach Dafa and rubbed the jaw of Dafa...

"if that's my husband's request I'll obey him whatever it is habib. I'm sorry I haven't been able to give up my body to you. Wait another 1 week... that's when I myself will offer it to you...!! "

Dafa smiled widely he could not get angry at Zahra..

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"wear it in front of me, baby. !!" pinta Dafa is serious..

Zahra sighed she slowly took off her nightgown buttons against Dafa..

Dafa took a sip of his salivary to take pains to look at Zahra's beautiful back...

Zahra was actually embarrassed like this, but because of her guilt Zahra so listened to her husband's request even though she did not bear the shame.

zahra's body stiffened as Dafa's hand touched his motile back..

"ha.. habiib.. .?? ak... I'm again coming to the moon...!! " nervous Zahra again..

Dafa did not listen to Zahra's words, and he pushed Zahra's long hair to her left side, so that Dafa could be satisfied to see Zahra's beautiful back.

Zahra closed her eyes as Dafa began to touch her back with his naughty fingers..

"By.. Dafa... my husband.. I have not worn his dress yet....,!! " steady Zahra..

"i'll wear it...!! " the heavy voice of Dafa..

Zahra stood stiffly as Dafa removed the zipper of the wedding dress on the Statue, his thought instead floating the statue was Zahra...

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