Love for Zahra (END)

55. Sultan's Son

After lunch, Zahra still had to clean the kitchen she owned. Wash all freshly used cookware and cutlery.

Father and son went back to the living room first. Sit back and enjoy Zahra's coffee.

Finished cleaning the luxurious kitchen Zahra joined Ega and his papa. Choosing a seat on a sofa that is different from Ega.

Papa Adnan praised Zahra's cuisine, which he said was delicious. Even more delicious than restaurant cuisine with many stars.

Ega approved the words of the father. He loved the food Zahra made. Especially the eggplant sambal, addictive. Almost all were eaten by the man.

"When will you see your father, Ra?" ask Papa Adnan.

"Maybe next week, Pa," the girl replied.

"Papa wants to come to your house."

Silaturahmi, if in the sense that in the Zahra area it is a kind of code that will be held the event fiancee.

Zahra nodded in response. In his mind raging feeling not ready for marriage. Still imagined the bad things that ever happened to him.

"Ra, how about daydreaming?" ask Ega.

"Yes, you guys keep talking. Papa wants a break. Zahra if you want to rest please, many rooms that you can occupy here. And don't want Ega to take you to his room" said the father.

"Yes, Pa."

"Ah, Papa mah, would be legal."

"Not yet legal! Watch out for you if you mess around."

"Yes, Pa, yes. Just one kind of thing. Take it easy" replied Ega.

Papa Adnan passed by Ega. Before he left, he pulled his son's right ear. Make the man complain of pain.

Zahra smiled at his place. Seeing the closeness and familiarity of two men who were several months apart.

After Papa Adnan entered his room, Ega moved to sit beside Zahra. Put his head on the girl's lap.

"What are you doing anyway?"

"Pengen dielus with you."

"Wake dong. It's not comfortable" said the girl.

"Learn. It should be done from now on."

"You're ngeselin."

"Udah spit."

Ega took Zahra's hand and placed it over her head. He led the girl's hand to rub her head.

"Well, that's like it. Come on, lanjtin."

"What is digininin?" ask Zahra.

"Yes, be romantic."

"Yes, it's romantic. What if I find a head louse?"

"Where is! I'm not your, yeah!" yells.

"Well, I said that. I don't know about you."

"You're a gemesin, honey. Pengen. I haven't kissed you in a long time."

Zahra punched Ega in the chest because of her words. Make the man complain of pain. Because Zahra really hit him with power.

"It hurts to know, Yang," he lamented.

"You are, speaking haphazardly."

"Eaa, shame on him. I have never kissed either."

Ega still continues to tease her girl. He made the girl intentionally add her hair.

"Ouch! Ow hell! Pain, Yang. KDRT mulu you."

"You're going to get rid of it."

"This handsome guy is said to be ngeselin" said Ega with his pedenya.

"Ga. You still owe me the same explanation," Zahra reminded.

The girl again rubbed the head of Ega that she had snapped. Ega held Zahra's other hand, grasped it tightly, occasionally landing a kiss on the back of the girl's hand.

"You sure you want to hear?"

Zahra nodded in response.

*****

EGA

I smiled looking at the beautiful face of my girl who was looking down at me. I'd love to kiss her natural red lips.

This time he asked for an explanation for what he did not know. Actually I don't want to tell it. Not that I want to cover something from him. But I don't think this is important.

Looking at his face, he wanted an explanation from me, and I didn't want him to misunderstand. So, I told her everything.

While in Singapore, Papa again pioneered his business there. Armed with the experience he got first, he opened an online freight forwarding business. It used to be just a few employees, all employees papa native Indonesian. I don't know where papa met them where I don't know.

Over time, many entrepreneurs use papa's services. And not a few of them invite papa to cooperate. Until finally successful until now.

Papa intends to return to Indonesia, so he bought this house a year ago. He said he wanted to spend his old age here in his hometown.

Actually papa would love to leave his business to me. However, I still have no desire to continue. Not that I don't want to, but I think papa is still able to take care of it himself.

So I chose to work for another company. Counting looking for experience.

Papa agreed with my wish. He only asked when I was thirty years old that I would take his place.

At the moment papa is reviewing a new place in Surabaya. He plans to open a branch there. There are also entrepreneurs who have invited him to work together.

If suitable, it will most likely make one office unit there. When I asked why not in Malang alone, he replied in Malang the potential is very good. However, I still haven't found a suitable partner.

I saw my girl listening to all my stories carefully. Without cutting off my words.

One side that I liked very much from him a long time ago, he will always listen to all complaints of anyone without cutting or judging.

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Author

"So you've been the son of the sultan all this time?" zahra asked, joking.

"Yes papa dong's son. Since when did you become sultan?" ega smiled back and kissed Zahra's hand again.

"This is a house like a palace. Rio's home isn't this big. I think this is the biggest and most magnificent house in Bukit Tidar."

"I don't know. Although one housing with Rio I never play to his house. Hehe."

"Basic! Even though you have a big house, why not try to contract? Sultan's son is contracted?"

"It's up to me dong."

"Yes, it's up to you. As a whole as you."

"I'd be happy if it could be like this every day with you, deck."

"You are the son of the sultan. Don't want to buy a cake that costs half a million? Yesterday I saw his status in WA he bought it" said Zahra suddenly switching the chat.

"Religion. Make what?"

"Yes eaten."

"From the buy of the red five hundred thousand can be three months. Mending buy that item tuh five hundred thousand can be divided into people sekampung."

"You're wondering what it's like."

"Udah. I guarantee you the same. Later enter the stomach processed there not until a day has come out into dirt. Dear dong, five hundred thousand that."

"The son of the sultan is counting" Zahra sneered.

"Oh yes, Yang. On Sunday we get a wedding invitation from Rio Sama Tria."

"Well, they want to get married. Rosa was the same as Dion before ya."

"Rosa was Dion's fiancee but. When are we, Yang?"

"Entar sometime" replied Zahra.

"You don't want to, Yang. Dion is very much like Rosa. Maybe I got karma, yes, I used to love doing him. Now even I'm also wash with you," said Ega.

"Goddess. Are you the same as me?"

"hey are. I'm from High School and I love you. Yes, the good luck is from the first time we deket. Well, Dion's chasing Rosa was rejected mulu."

They were both dissolved in small talk. I dreamt about his little family. Enjoy being with a lot of wives and kids.

"Do you think I can have many chickens?"

Zahra protested when Ega said he wanted to have many children.

Ega invites Zahra to rest. He promised to deliver it later after the Maghrib prayer.

Unbeknownst to Zahra, the man had asked the mother for permission if the girl came home a little late.

The mother agreed and advised to always take care of Zahra. And must be returned with the whole condition is not scuffed at all.

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who kepo kebucinan Dion same Rosa, follow the story here yes. later you meet Zahra same Ega there. hehehe..

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