Khanzas

Cold aura

And the days just pass by. Stay with Khanza who always avoids meeting or talking with Hanafi and Insha.

Khanza never even ate with them again, he prefers to eat alone in his room, arguing that he is nauseous if eating at the dinner table. It was just the reason that avoided meeting his parents.

Wedding preparations have been completed, just waiting for the day where the festive party was on the title. Everything is ready, although the Hanafi and Insha families do not organize a party, but they also prepare various preparations from their families to participate in the reception at the 5-star hotel that will be in the title.

Today is exactly 4 days before the wedding was on the title. That night Khanza just finished calling Zidan, just talking about the wedding, and making small talk before they both fell asleep.

He put the phone on the table beside the bed. Khanza as usual will fall asleep by hugging a diary book that is always carried anywhere in recent months.

The book was the one he kept the most and he looked at every day, always in his arms every time he fell asleep.

That night Khanza looked for the whereabouts of her diary under a pillow, the last place she put it before she took a shower this afternoon.

Under his pillow, under the bed and the whole bed, but he didn't find it.

"Where was the book.I put it here..."

khanza said softly while looking again under his pillow.

His face began to panic, he searched all corners of his room, until in the bathroom he looked for it, who knows he forgot to put it and left it there.

All parts of his room had him searched, but he could not find the book he was looking for.

Khanza began to look sad, upset and angry mixed into one.

"Who's the waiter who cleaned my room this afternoon.he must know where the book is..."

khanza said he wanted to go to the servants' room .

Immediately he shouted in the hallways of the servants lined up. His voice clearly instantly made the servants who were already relaxed on top of their beds gasp.

They all came out of his room and one of the leaders of the servants immediately asked Khanza, what made it so bad that the nights were there.

"Sorry Miss Khanza..What's up.until the lady is here this late.what does she need..."

said a servant leader.

"Who cleaned my room this afternoon.."

khanza said with his face down.

"I'm miss.what's up..."

said one of the servants who had come forward near Khanza, saying with trembling lips.

"Where is the book I put under my pillow..."

khanza said again with his cynicism.

The waiter just fell silent not answering, he just lowered his head not daring to look at Khanza.

"I ask you.Why are you silent.answer..."

khanza said again getting more and more annoyed, he had already advanced towards the servant and was holding both his shoulders tightly.

"Just tell me where the book is or I'll fire you from here..."

khanza said with a tone of anger.

Again the waiter answered nothing he just fell silent without a word.

Suddenly a cold voice sounded from the back of Khanza.

"Nobody will be fired from my house.I'm in charge here.this is my house.all is mine.and all decisions are in my hands...."

Insha said coldly for the first time, not even the servants or Khanza had heard such a tone of voice. So far Insha is famous for having a soft personality, loving and always kind to anyone.

Khanza only looked at Insha in surprise, surprised by the cold tone of voice he had just heard from a mother who was always smiling at him. Now it turned into an arrogant and cold figure.

"I.mom...."

Khanza said in a stern tone, amazed by what he had just heard.

"All the servants went into their rooms...."

insha said again sternly and coldly, staring into every single servant's eyes looking at her.

"But mother.I'm not done with my business..."

khanza looked at Insha, then for a second then looked at the servant who was still held tightly by her hand.

"You stay here before you answer where the book is.."

khanza said to the servant in his grip.

"Is this the book you're looking for..."

insha said while showing the diary book in her hand.

Immediately Khanza turned his head and looked back at the book he was looking for in Insha's hands.

"Mother.why it could be in my hands..."

Regardless of Khanza's words, Insha told the servant who was still in front of Khanza to leave.

"You.enter your room now..."

"Hey.wait I'm not finished with you.don't you give the book to Insha's mother right..stop stepping or I'll drive you home today too..."

khanza said in an angry tone to the servant who started to leave him.

The waiter stopped his steps, fearing Khanza's threat.

But Insha immediately said again.

"Of course you know who the owner and master of this house is.entrance and key to your room..."

insha said coldly looking at the waiter, immediately the maid entered and locked her room.

"Mother.return the book.it's mine..."

khanza said annoyed and approached Insha.

Insha ignored Khanza, he walked away and called someone.

"Come to my house right now.."

insha said, then hung up.

" Mom..you have no rights to the book.return it to me..."

Hearing Khanza who snapped at him, Insha immediately stopped and looked at Khanza.

" What is this book the basis of all your revenge.what is this despicable book that made you do this crazy thing that ruined so many lives as it is now..."

Insha simply threw the book she was holding onto Khanza and hit her face.

"Just by reading all the outpouring of your mother's heart.you became like this.without knowing all the facts in it....the pain I felt because of what he did.... Do you think that everything you do is true.katakaan...I want to hear all this from you...."

Insha said with a cold aura and a face full of anger on Khanza.

Seriate...