Love Wrapped Nista

Zeevanic

Frans was getting more and more tempramental just as he arrived at his office, all because of the reality he had just known.

He went into his room, walked into the bathroom and washed his face in the sink. He looked in the mirror and looked at his reflection in front of him. Seeing the radiant anger clearly on his handsome face.

"So soon will Zahra be engaged to someone else?" he said angry with disbelief.

"Why, Ra? Why so fast? Why when I proposed to you did you refuse? But now you're receiving someone else's proposal." His heart was sliced, in fact he was also disappointed why Zahra should belong to someone other than himself.

"No! She can't belong to anyone else. She had to be used to make Ken weak!" Now the logic is angry, because revenge is more powerful than his love for Zahra.

Frans punched the mirror over the sink, causing it to splash like a grain of corn and his white knuckles to spit out red liquid.

Sometimes he gets angry at himself. His heart wants Zahra for loving the girl, but his vengeful logic is Ken, also wants the girl for revenge. Making it all wrong must treat Zahra like what. Making it like he has two personalities that require him to behave change - change towards the girl.

A moment angry and want to destroy, soon he could not bear because the love was still too strong.

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Devia could only calm Zahra who was crying in her room with a shaky-looking shoulder. He knew what made the girl very sad, in addition to the words - the spicy words of Frans who was too condescending, Zahra also must have felt very ashamed of him. Not to mention the remark might remind Zahra of the dark times the girl had experienced.

He certainly did not want to ask or discuss things that would make Zahra sad. He did not want to interfere with the tempest that the girl might want to forget.

All he could do was stroke Zahra's shoulder.

"Han, you don't have to worry about me, everything will be fine now, hmmm..." Devia grabs Zahra's shoulders, trying to calm the girl down.

"Thank you, Auntie's been willing to help me out of this situation." Zahra wiped away the tears for the umpteenth time.

"Yes, I can't see anyone hurting a woman like that, let alone know you."

"Does Auntie know Frans?" ask Zahra.

"Yes, he is quite famous among business people. His face also often appears in the media" he replied.

Zahra nodded - nodding her head.

"Oh yeah, here's the ring I gave back, Tant!" zahra.

Zahra also tried to open the ring that had been embedded in the girl's sweet day. Then handed the ring back to him and the dark blue velvet box that had witnessed the silent acting game before Frans.

"One more time, thank you, Tant." Zahra was about to leave her room.

"Oh yeah, have you seen Zaki? He said something was being told to me about your baby ring" he said, bringing Zahra's steps to a halt.

"Oh yes, that .. I want to know the origin of the baby ring is Tant" said Zahra.

"Yes, Zaki said that. Can I see the ring?"

"I take it first in my room huh, Tant."

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Zahra was quite relieved, as Devia helped her despite Frans' intimidation.

He was also quite grateful, his boss did not dig deeper into all Frans' clear speech - it was clearly degrading.

Devia was right - the definition of a superior who values the privacy of others without the intention of interfering, although surely the woman had heard clearly Frans' words that had humiliated her earlier.

After the arrival of Frans, he became aware that the next big problem he would face was the finalty fee he had to pay for violating the contract of work in the company owned by Frans' father.

Hufff...

He prefers to forget the incident for a moment, before later he will think again about the solution.

Now, he has to focus on working. He also has a new, more important task about finding his own identity.

The opportunity to work in a diamond craftsman company, to make his mind open. He wanted to find out the origin of his baby ring which he had made a necklace pendulum for years.

He also took a simple jewelry box made from acrylic in his work drawer.

"Hopefully Aunt Devia knows the manufacturer of this jewelry maker" he said monologue.

He came out of his room and returned to Devia's room, apparently there was already Zaki who was talking to the mother.

"Excuse me, Tant..."

"Just go in, Han!"

He went in and sat down on the couch right next to Devia, while Zaki was opposite them.

"May I see the baby ring?" Devia reached out to him and he gave the woman a jewelry box.

Devia started to look at the baby ring and her face displayed a clear shock.

However, not a word came out from the middle-aged woman's lips. I don't know what Devia is thinking right now.

"Did Auntie know the manufacturer of the ring?' tanyanya saw Devia just shut up.

Devia was still silent as she watched her ring clingy.

"Ma, does Mama know?" Zaki repeated his question to the mother.

Suddenly Devia pitched her face, took a deep breath, then nodded slowly.

He looked at Devia in confusion. Is it really that easy? Devia instantly recognized the baby ring with a single glance? Without having to investigate anything like his estimation?

"Tante ... guessed this, Han!" said Devia with a soft look. "Only, Auntie wanted to prove it by looking at this ring in person!"

"What do you mean, Ma?" ask Zaki who also listened to this conversation.

"Does Auntie know anything about this ring design?" ask her in wonder.

Devia nodded while shedding tears. Why should this old lady cry?

"Of course Auntie knows, because Auntie herself designed this ring specially when Aunt was young, Han!"

"What?"

He and Zaki almost asked simultaneously. Surprised, of course.

"The ring is actually a pair with two sizes. One is toddler size and the other is for baby. The diamonds are of the same type and of a similar shape."

"So, I mean Aunt ... is there one more ring that looks like this?" tanyanya speechless.

"Hmmm..."

"W-didn't Auntie know who my parents were?" tanyanya.

Devia nodded. "The other ring must have been owned by your older brother, Zee." said Devia calling him by a foreign name.

"Zee?" He looked at Devia with misty eyes and was hot to cry as well, for some reason.

"If the ring is yours, it should be your real name Zeevana" Devia said, shedding tears.

"Ma... Who are Hana's parents and why are you crying?" Apparently Zaki is more impatient and curious.

Devia was silent with eyes that flooded with tears. Devia's face also looked like one who was carrying a heavy burden. Suddenly the woman hugged him very tightly.

"I'm sorry, Zee. I'm sorry I just found you now."

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