I Hate You Bastard's

Episode 3

The air this morning was controlled by the sound of the engine of the plane that had just landed. Zayn has just arrived in New York after a long and tiring journey from Barcelona, Spain.

Zayn put on black glasses to block the sunlight that had already revealed his face, as his feet would step down the stairs of this plane.

The voice of Chelsea, his personal assistant stopped his steps, then the handsome man turned to look for the existence of the beautiful girl.

Chelsea wore a broken white blazer, combined with matching colored skirts. His long black hair was carried in such a way as to form a circle like a snail house. "Sir, it looks like someone is following you" said the girl, giving a 7-inch tab.

Zayn stared at the screen by reading the warmest article this morning. The handsome man screeched and smiled disdainfully. Too many people are looking for food for themselves. For example, even his private life that he has closed can be revealed by these crazy paparazzi.

"For this news let it go, and find out who he is. I don't want him to be a problem for me later." Zayn handed over the tab and walked past the few people who had been waiting for him under the stairs.

Zayn has announced that he will withdraw from the world of Entertainment, but Come on bambang, life is not as easy as turning the palm of the hand.

Zayn will continue as the successor to Lucero International. But, he understood enough to finish his job and give his best to everyone who loved him.

"Sorry sir, this way," said one of the sturdy bodyguards giving way.

Zayn continued to step up, until the strapping bodyguard instruction stopped his steps. As usual, when there are new articles sticking out about him, then before long, he will be a fugitive journalist who thirsts for clarification.

As soon as those beautiful eyes saw the crowd of people from a distance, the man with sturdy jaws, sharp eyes with a face that made the sculptors happy statue was immediately turned around following the direction of one of his bodyguards the other.

"Chelsea, what's my schedule this afternoon?" asked Zayn to the girl who had been walking in his footsteps with 7 centimeters of stileto shoes.

"This morning you have a meeting with Mr. Thomas from Syconis Music and after that you will meet Mrs. Deborah chairman__"

"Cancel everything" Zayn said without turning his head and continued to move quickly.

"But sir, you could've canceled a meeting with the head of the magazine but, Mr. Thomas would have been upset if__"

"Are you working for me or him?" Zayn said in a flat tone to make Chelsea just moan.

Maybe, it is the identity of people with money who can do anything they want. And ended up with subordinates like Chelsea who would receive a spray of wrath from various parties.

"You want to go to Mr Kenzo's mansion?" Ask the driver when Zyan has gotten into the car.

"Later, I want to meet my children first" Zayn said, then made the driver nod his head and run his car.

After walking through the city road, the black car entered a small road that was side by side with shady trees and looked so beautiful. Zayn lowered the window until sunlight and fresh air hit his handsome face.

"It's been a long time, sir," said the middle-aged man who stared through the deep rearview.

Zayn just smiled bland while lamenting himself, so busy that he had not visited this place for too long, until finally the jet black eye caught a girl beside a tree to meet The Cathedral Church of St. John the Divine is ahead.

"Who is he?" zayn muttered until the sound of the door being opened blew his mind as the luxury car had stopped right in front of a Church. "Do you know who he is?" Asked the handsome man shortly after he got out of the car and pointed to a girl who was still staring at the building next to this Church.

"See, sir, maybe it's the orphanage that's playing."

Zayn nodded his head and walked towards the building next to the Church, there were also two sisters who had been waiting for him with a smile.

"How are you, Zayn?" said a nurse who looks to have entered the twilight period. She was wearing a white veil that covered her entire hair. A necklace with a cross hung down to the stomach.

"As you can see, Sister Patricia" The white man in formal attire could only give his best smile.

"you're too busy" said the other woman and hugged Zayn. She's also hooded in white like Sister Patricia. "look! you look so skinny!" then Karen's sharp gaze returned a sweet smile by Zayn.

"And you look even more beautiful, Sister Karen" Then Zayn's answer made the two middle-aged women laugh, maybe only here Zayn felt a sense of complete family. because after his life was destroyed by the game of fate only here he felt affection without seeing its degree.

Zayn stopped his steps and turned to look at the little girl beside the big tree at the end of the road.

"Sister Karen" cried Zayn stopped the steps of the two sisters.

"Do you know who he is?" Zayn turned back to the little girl.

"Who?" Sister Patricia wears her glasses, because age has eaten the favor of the woman's eyesight.

"I don't know. Looks like she's not a nursing home child" Sister Karen said looking at Sister Patricia for justification.

Sister Patricia still has to squint to see more clearly. "I think so too. She looked very foreign" Sister Patrcia walked forward to approach the little girl.

"yes, she looks like an Asian child" Karen also responded to Patricia's remarks.

Zayn followed these two women. But, a second later he quickened his pace when he saw the little girl was frightened and prepared to leave from there.

"hey. hey. dear its okay" Zayn stood a little away from the girl, then walked slowly trying to attract the little girl's sympathy.

"there's no need to be afraid, we're not going to hurt you" Zayn smiled and bent his knees to equalize them. Zayn grabbed the boy's hand and was well aware of the anger he was showing.

"what's your name?" Zayn asked in a very gentle tone.

Instead of answering, the girl's eyes only caught the arrival of Sister Karen and Sister Patricia.So Zayn even pulled the little girl's face just to look at her, because Zayn really felt her fear.

"its okay, I'm here..What's your name, baby?" Zayn narrowed his eyes when he saw the little girl's reaction, especially the wound on the girl's left shoulder attracted his attention.

"it looks like he can't talk" Zayn told Sister Karen and Sister Patricia.

"i think Sister Carol can help" Sister Karen said until her words caught Zayn's attention. but Zayn's movements stopped when the little girl pulled her hand as if she didn't want the handsome man to leave her or give it to someone else.

Zayn smiled then rubbed the little girl's black hair. "Carol's a nurse here, and she can sign language. Maybe he can help you communicate with me" Zayn said very slowly hoping the boy could understand but the response he gave was that flanking Zayn's hand was very strong and unwilling to let go.

Zayn looked at the boy and turned to Sister Karen and Sister Patricia.

The two women just smiled and shrugged, as if they were teasing Zayn that they didn't care.

TB

as Hana

hay...

thanks udh want to wait yes 🤣🤣🤣

do not be angry because this crta is connected to the story of Kenzo, so ay must learn again so there is no plot hole 🤧

sorry if it is long

hmm masi no, ay clearin slowly2 okay?

but, plis dong meganin 🤣 ay scared alone 🤣 what else is alone in memories ama ex 🤭🤭

as usual, the photo followed beb wkwkwkw