HIDDEN STEP

CHAPTER 10

man is on the road

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Zian entered the apartment. The plan to go home tomorrow he canceled, it feels more appropriate to go home if now, so until home around night and immediately sleep, the rest day will be longer than until during the day.

the stuff is just an empty backpack to bring clothes from home to Andrian's apartment. Back, right? Uh! Not that Zian will continue to live there, but in this apartment there are only a few clothes. And one more thing, Zian was hesitant if he had to borrow clothes.

His reason? Like sensitive skin, every time he wears clothes belonging to others it will appear uncomfortable feelings. It was not his shirt he thought.

The smell and the other person is different, so that's probably a strong reason why he never wanted to be able to wear someone else's clothes.

This week he will stay at home.

At the end of this time he often morn, so no matter the distance from home to school is quite far, the picket teacher will no longer give a record of his late achievements.

And one more thing, at home he can be escorted and pick up his father's driver who can certainly save his pocket money. Like this time, his father sent a driver for him, huh! Thankfully, you didn't know that the taxi fare would drain her weekly money.

You taxi driver draining his wallet! Wait until Zian becomes the boss of the cab. He will move people who dare to raise the price, haha.

Although usually Andrian will drive him, but different when he had to go to the office waiting for Andrian to come home first he could come home with Andrian. How exhausting to wait for that.

If only my car hadn't been confiscated.

Do you know why the car was seized? It was when he did not come home and preferred to stay in Andrian's apartment because he felt in the bridle.

Dad says if he doesn't come home then for two months his car will be confiscated and can't drive a car. And it turns out, Zian absolutely can not without the facility.

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His father's driver had already picked him up downstairs, Zian scrapping the empty backpack. It is easy if he is carrying and running without feeling any burden. Yes, because the bag is empty!

But it can not be said cool, which Zian wants, he must appear macho to be said to be a dream man.

Now let's see, is by carrying this super big bag he foam said cool? Nah! He will look like a traveler and unfortunately this is in his city, he is not a traveler.

A cool and macho man according to Zian is he who has big muscles, has a master's degree, has a company and a millionaire. If it could be he must be a person who has a prefectionist and handsome nature of course.

So none of the data above is similar to andrian now. There may be, just good looking and muscle alone actually.

Zian is handsome. Andrian was handsome, of course as a sister, Zian felt handsome. One egg's blood, same from the same place, no difference. Absolute!

A muscle? Although the ABS is only four, but that does not mean the biceps muscles are flaccid. Once or twice he went to the gym. Successfully right?

"Sir Hamid, can you go faster? The road is rich in snails. Mending me here." Zian pulled his shirt up to his elbow, rushing to open the car door with a feeling of helpless anxiety.

"Santay only den, still this hour as well. Just tell me to plan the important plan carefully."

Mr. Hamid, the driver of the Zian family is a middle-aged man who has worked with his family for quite a long time, almost two years it seems.

Mr. Hamid is a cool person to talk to, but his openness is different for everyone he delivers.

If it was Andrian, then he turned into a professional driver. I don't know!

"Yes.. But it doesn't have to be rich gini sir!"

Zian murmured, it felt like driving a car as fast as a snail became his own attraction for him, the attraction to dismantle the car tires and then he broke!

While accelerating the speed of his car to medium speed, Mr. Hamid laughed, then faced Zian and teased him.

"You want den, I cepetin rich race that? I mah can. Usually-"

"AWAS MR REM!!!..."

Mr. Hamid's words were interrupted when Zian shouted. To his surprise, Hamid stepped on the brake pedal with sweat flooding his forehead.

When Zian shouted, Hamid thought it might be a truck in front of him. So what will he and his master's son be?

Mr. Hamid focused his gaze forward, seeing a woman blocking his car road with a messy look.

Mr. Hamid tilted his head with unbearable emotion.

"Please don't block the car!" His impact.

Zian rubbed his left chest with a breath of air then came out.

"Sir Hamid this! If you're a nyetir who focuses on dong sir!" Bentak Zian.

Ok, it's not good to yell at an older person, but just understand this time. Just imagine how shocked and scared he would be if that person got hit?

"Sorry den." Answer mr. Hamid.

After the person left, the journey returned to normal just like it was a time ago.

That guy didn't even apologize. Mr. Hamid was wrong because he was not focused, but that person was more wrong because he crossed the road with a minute count step. Wanna die?

Mr. Hamid seemed to be still in the shadow of the incident earlier, his hands slightly shaking. Maybe all this time he was never careless in driving, so if there is a mistake he will think of to the root of his roots. Poor Mr Hamid!

After removing the seatbelt, Zian sauntered out toward the 'house' that others called the mansion.

Oho! Don't so. Zian had never once been taught to be arrogant by his parents. Haha!

People will always be tied to a red thread. It happened to Zian's eyes as he looked at both of his parents. Where does one go, the other must be there.

Pray that Zian will have such a match.

No need to be beautiful like Cinderella is okay stepbrother, as long as his heart is good. Enough for Zian.

"You're home too, not at home in Andrian's apartment?" Ask the head of the household. Her dad.

"Ah, dad. You know, I've been a good kid from yesterday."

Zian stepped his feet towards the two people who were sitting not far from 2cm.

His mother pulled her backpack, maybe the mother wanted to pack her child's belongings considering Zian had just come home and was tired.

"Well empty?" Ask mother.

Zian laughed with his mother.

The spoiled child is in his mode.

"Mom don't miss me?" His shoulders went up and down in harmony with the muffled laughter of his mother's stomach.

"Hindu. But you yourself left. Wh why? Don't want to accompany you to watch the Crying of the Wife's Heart?.."

"...Andrian was rich so I used to want to be invited to watch mom nemenin. You're the one who won't want to."

The father who saw the debate just laughed. Then he pulled his son from the stomach of his wife. It was big he thought. It's not ethical to be like that.

Haalah father! You are jealous..

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While in another place Andrian was lamenting such a miserable fate.

Is he evil? Not according.

Does he not know himself? Not according.

But that's according to him, his presentation. Please don't make Andrian more than this sorry for those of you who say Andrian is cruel. Nah!

It was a fitting reply to the man who always haunted his soul. It's not wrong, there's nothing wrong.

There is nothing wrong with loving. What is wrong is only what he loves. He loves the wrong people.