
Ken grumbled all the way from his room to the front door. How not, though, just wanted to have his wife have fun in the afternoon - forget for a moment the problems and incidents that had made him paranoid some time lately - but had to be postponed due to the arrival of uninvited guests. Wh who?
Ken opened the door and was astonished to see who had visited his residence this time. However, Ken could hide his surprised and worried look by being as flat as he was accustomed to.
"You... What are you doing here?" ask Ken casually to his interlocutor.
"I went to the hospital and you guys came home, so I decided to come and say sorry to you, and especially to Zahra," said the person who was none other than the foreign man who hit Zahra the other day.
"I'm sorry?"
"Yes, I've thought about what you said. You're right, I shouldn't be living in revenge anymore. It's all been over since Zahra's parents were killed, just like my parents." The man bowed for a moment, then looked back at Ken with his bright blue irises and looking shady. "Can't I come in?" ask again.
Ken is still digesting the purpose and purpose of this man, he is afraid of taking the wrong step to allow a stranger to enter his house, but Ken also couldn't possibly resist the good faith of the man who wanted to say sorry to him. All wrong. But Ken doesn't want to follow naive self, of course he still has to pass on this guy.
"Should you go inside?" Ken asked back and the man smiled faintly.
"Well, I know how you feel now, it's not easy to trust me after I've been flirting with you. Yeah, I know it..."
"....My name is Owen, if you don't know. Nevermind, I just want to apologize sincerely. I also visited Dirga and his Uncle before coming here for my apology to them. I decided to take off this shackle of revenge. I'm so sorry, I've been teasing your family. I hope everything really ends because I also want to live in peace" Owen said.
"Certainly, are you serious about what you say?" asked Ken with a probing look. The taste - it feels he is still not sure all the grudges and turmoil that has lasted for years must subside as quickly and easily as this. The impossible!
Owen seemed to understand the meaning of Ken's gaze, he laughed crisply. "Yes, I'm serious. I know it doesn't feel easy or even impossible. But you can see if I'm here without any weapons," he said, raising both hands as a sign of surrender.
"...i didn't bring any of my men either. I've released them and somehow I feel calmer now. You're right, that grudge has been ensnaring me all this time. I am serious about what I say!" owen sounded unplayful.
Ken nodded. "What's your next plan?" tanyakanya.
"I'm leaving this country. I made the decision to return to my country."
"Good, come home honourably rather than be deported for any other incident you committed" Ken said bluntly.
Owen chuckles. "Yes, thanks, Ken. Say my apologies to Zahra, I wish you guys happiness."
"You're so naive, don't you say you love my wife? Or, has it changed after knowing he's Zee?" Ken grinned at Owen.
"Of course not! She's my first love. If you hurt her then be prepared I'll take it from you!" owen is serious.
"That's never going to happen" Ken sighed with a faint smile.
"Yep, take care of him. I know you're no better than me, but I also know what Zahra loves is Kendra Winarya. It would be better if Zahra lived with the one who loved and loved her, and that person was not me but you! Don't hurt him or I'm the first to heal his wounds" Owen warned as he patted Ken's sturdy shoulder and turned to the car he was driving alone.
Ken was still stunned, with Owen knowing his real name meant the man also found out about his background, but Ken's attention is that a man like Owen will admit defeat and succumb to Zahra's happiness, which he recognizes as his first love.
Owen retreated in a gentle and honorable manner, without any physical competition and without any meaningful bloodshed.
Ken is increasingly aware that his main enemy is not Owen but ...
"Ken..." Ken turned and saw Zahra standing not far behind him.
"Darling? Why get off the ranjangg?" Ken approached Zahra with a worried look.
"Who's coming? Where's guests?" Zahra asked back while flirting towards the door that Ken had closed.
"Oh, I'll tell you!"
"Kok later?"
"Yes, because we have to continue the delayed mission first" Ken said, holding his wife's body and immediately taking her back to the room.
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Zahra let Ken go that day, he was at home accompanied by an ART newly recommended by Mbak Warsih-a helper at Devia's house.
Zahra wants to cook for Ken today, because she will be sending him the meal for her husband's lunch.
The food is complete in the refrigerator, Zahra just executes to cook it.
"Need to help, Nope?" mama Ira asked, the new ART in their house.
"Sir please cut the vegetables, yes.Let me just cook," said Zahra softly.
Ma'am Ira nodded, "Well, Non" he said. Almost a week working in this house, Ira felt lucky because her employer was a very nice person and also considerate.
While Ira's mother cut vegetables, Zahra also prepared cooking spices. The plan was to cook simply because Ken never chose food. Ken is used to eating anything but what Ken likes most is home cooking not fast food or junk food.
While Zahra was busy in the kitchen, her phone rang and it turned out to be from her brother. Rasta had not visited him at all since he entered the Hospital the other day, but his brother called him regularly via the phone line.
"Hallo, Brother?"
"Han, where are you? I heard Ken's been getting busy in the workshop, huh?"
"Yes, Brother. I'm at home, where I haven't been. Ken hasn't let me out of the house yet" Zahra replied.
"Yes, that's good. At home, if you need anything, you can just call your sister!"
"Aren't you busy?" tanya Zahra made sure because Rasta gave a reason to be busy working to the Sister, though Rasta has not shown himself in front of Zahra because he does not want Zahra to worry about seeing his face which is still a lot bruised due to the incident the other day.
"It wasn't as busy yesterday" replied Rasta. Which means the battered condition on his face and body is not as bad as yesterday.
"Oh, if you have time to stop by the house, brother. Today I'm going to cook for Ken's lunch, brother eat here, and then bring it for Uncle, too,"
"Em.. windfall, very fitting. What are you cooking, deck?" asked Rasta with a clear happy tone.
"The plan is to cook jerky balado same mushroom soup. What would my sister eat? Let me be sure of you" said Zahra seriously.
"Well, that's a good thing that has a wife... Ken won a lot like, hehehe, brother wants to eat that too later brother show off with Ken!" rasta chuckled.
"Marry meal, Brother! Not tired of just sin," said Zahra who bjsa guess if the brother likes to play women.
Rasta was hard. "There's a time, Han! Not now, deck!"
"When again? How old are you!" zahra said seriously.
"Still young me!"
"Young to be seen among the grandmothers, if to be seen the girls are already old, Brother!"
"Udah is good at insulting me, my sister, must have been contaminated by her husband, hemm..."
Now it was Zahra's turn to laugh at Rasta's words.
"Now is the season when girls are interested in the same much older as I think gini, the term is..... what?" Rasta was silent for a moment, like trying to think. "Much more established, deck..well, that's kind of sugar daddy!" Rasta chuckled at the end of her sentence.
"Yes, it's up to you, I just want to remember if the age of three heads is not pretentious anymore, ater not doing!" kikik Zahra's.
"Basar kudakurhaka nahin his brother did not do it! There are still many who do this. You're actually dealing with the Ken virus! Huh!"
"Let's not forget to stop by the house!"
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