Marsha, Between Love and Revenge

Chapters 12. Back to Shame

Zidan closed his eyes. This is really carelessness, why he so often can not control himself.

"Zidan you're here? Da? " again the shrill voice made his ears buzz.

"I was contracted Miss, I saw a sick neighbor coming out of her room, so I was wrong."

"Oh yeah, right? How about tomorrow I check cctv if it's you, you're ready to accept punishment from me Zidan, I don't like being lied to."

"What if I don't have Miss? How can you punish an innocent person?"

I don't know Zidan is now more happy to refute every word of his boss, and hearing Marsha's babble becomes something fun. Zidan felt his position was safe, and away from cctv monitoring.

"Zidan, you're getting more insolent, aren't you? Calling your boss at night should be wrong. That's very disturbing."

Zidan's mouth was already open to refute, but the call was immediately interrupted, Zidan's heart wriggled, there was a sense of unwillingness their call stopped just like that. Then Zidan looked at Marsha who had disappeared from his place, and the room light was back dark, Zidan smiled, at least he now knew which room Marsha had.

When he was about to wear his helmet, a large motorbike entered the yard of Marsha's house, Zidan waited, making sure who the nights were to visit his boss' house. Zidan continued to highlight, waiting for the rider to open his helmet. It turns out it was Mahesa, the foster sister whom Zidan knew had a taste for Marsha.

There was nothing Zidan could do at the moment, even though he was a little angry at Mahesa, but he would have further scratched Mahesa's closeness through her boss. But it seems like Marsha doesn't like her sister, Zidan will take advantage of that. Zidan turned the key, started the starter, then drove his iron horse towards his contract.

"Mahesa? What's the matter here tonight?" Rasya who heard the bell coming out of his room, saw the guests coming.

"Amam said Marsha came home early, was she sick?"

"No, no, just a little work."

"So Mahesa from the motor club, Mahesa bought a kebab from Marsha's favorite restaurant."

"It looks like Marsha is sleeping Hes, you just stay here, Mahendra and Maheswari's room is empty."

"Yes Pap, then, Mahesa went to the room directly, uh Mahesa also bought for Apap and Amam. Try eating Pap."

"It just so happens that Apap's stomach is also rumbling Hes, you know." Rasya sparkled receiving kebabs from Mahesa. while rubbing his stomach "Mumpung Amam is asleep, how about we stay up late watching the ball?"

Mahesa grinned, she was actually already sleepy, but it did not matter, even without licking Mahesa remained close to Rasya and Rose, so she should be able to take the heart of Marsha's parents first, before getting his son's heart.

When they had turned on the television and started eating the kebab that Mahesa had brought, the Rose came as if to be a savior for Mahesa.

"Pap, you wanna stay up? Don't you remember that cholesterol? Amam is not allowed to." The rose stood on the doorstep as it went to the waist.

"Tonight, Mam, this is Mahesa's company."

"Yes, then for the next nights Apap sleeps just outside. Because Amam does not want to take care of Apap if the cholesterol relapses." Threaten Roses.

"Why is that?" Rasya sighed "Yasah Mahesa, tonight we are not so hot." Rasya stood up, entered his room before being locked from the outside. And Mahesa chuckled at the sight of two old men who, despite their frequent quarrels, remained harmonious.

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Marsha who will join for breakfast to slow her pace when she sees Mahesa join there.

"Kok early in the morning already here anyway?" He said narrowly, then sat his butt in the usual place he sat, next to the Rose.

For Rose or Rasya, it is common for Marsha to speak ketus to Mahesa, because Marsha and Mahesa have been together since childhood, without them knowing, if Mahesa has feelings for her daughter.

"I've been here all night, bringing kebabs from your favorite restaurant." Mash Mahesa softly.

Although Marsha always said a little to him, but that was the uniqueness of Marsha that he liked, many girls on campus who chased and approached him, but Mahesa was not interested in the women at all. For Mahesa, Marsha's charm is second to none, the more Marsha rejects her, the more challenged she feels.

Marsha rolled her pupils off guard, perfectly knowing Mahesa's purpose. Not wanting to argue much, and he did like the food Mahesa brought, Marsha took one, and finished it greedily.

"Amam, Apap, Marsha left first, Marsha's too late." Marsha got up from her seat, very reluctant to linger near Mahesa. Marsha shook the back of her parents' hands, then she quickly passed.

"Can we talk for a minute." Mahesa holds Marsha's wrist, but is immediately pushed over by Marsha.

"Don't exceed the limits of Mahesh." Marsha was so upset "If you exceed the limit, then I'll tell Apap and Dad your behavior."

"Let's just say, I'm not afraid, I'm well-intentioned to protect you, but there's one thing you should know, don't get too close to your new secretary."

Yes, Mahesa suspects that Zidan is able to survive with Marsha, because all this time, either at school or who became Marsha's secretary, no one can linger with Marsha, because Marsha is a woman who can not mince words or speak softly to anyone. Quietly too, Mahesa has been investigating who Zidan really is.

Mahesa knew that if Zidan was not from an ordinary family who desperately needed work or money, Mahesa had to look for more evidence, before telling Marsha.

"Why really? You have to vilify others, for something you want. Don't ever interfere in my affairs Mahesa." Marsha refused to argue anymore, Mahesa always messed up her mood. No longer does Marsha ignore Mahesa who again wants to say, she immediately got into her car.

After yesterday they can go home quickly and rest, in fact today they are pursued a lot of work, finished meetings with financial and tax staff, discuss expenses, profits, and losses. Now Marsha must meet with the staff of the television, discuss what things are being favored by the audience, so that the event to be made can include all ages.

In silence Zidan continued to pay attention to Marsha, the woman was like she was not tired, Zidan also never heard Marsha complain, it's just, just that, she doesn't like it when Matthew comes just to take her out for a meal or take her home.

The clock showed at two o'clock in the afternoon, after the meeting, Marsha immediately signed the documents, she even missed her lunch.

"You haven't eaten Miss, you'll be sick again." Zidan came with two boxes of "May I accompany Miss to lunch here?" Zidan placed two boxes on the guest table, then approached Marsha.

Marsha looked up, saw the food box brought by her secretary, then looked at Zidan who was now looking at her softly.

"You're trying to get close to me, Zidan?" Not the thank you that Zidan got, but the accusation he received.

Zidan chuckled, "what do I look like is approaching you Miss, I just don't want my boss to be sick anymore, it would be troublesome once, what if you faint again, what if you faint again, I will not bring you my contract, but rather to the hotel."

"And you shall bear the consequences of your deeds, Zidan. Don't expect you to survive after this."

Without realizing Zidan reached out his hand to help Marsha stand up, but he forgot, if his fierce boss does not like to be touched by men, then Marsha did not receive his helping hand, he said, and Zidan must endure the shame of that.

Zidan smiled slightly, then scratched his nape that was not itchy, again he could not control all his five senses to not be sassy or careless.