Marsha, Between Love and Revenge

Chapter 34. Lady Xavier

"Sir Zidan." Zidan flinched as Melati slightly kicked her desk, breaking her daydream that boldly told Rasya and Abdi that she and Marsha were in a relationship.

"Yes, Miss Melati?" said politely.

"Sir Zidan daydreaming what the hell? I've called Mr. Zidan."

"I'm sorry, what's wrong, ma'am?"

"I want to leave a report for Miss Marsha, I was in Miss Marsha's room, but it seems that Mr. Zidan and Miss Marsha can no longer be disturbed inside."

Zidan scratched the tip of his nose, meaning that when he was with Marsha earlier, "we were discussing the issue of Miss Marsha's latest product, so no wonder."

Melati distanced her face with eyes squeaking "Yakin Pak Zidan same Miss Marsha not mind inside?" he said in a whispering voice but his eyes glanced at Marsha's room, and his gaze collided with Marsha's.

"What about Mom?" the perpetrator always denies.

Jasmine tried to ignore with a cynical look Marsha, from that gaze he was increasingly convinced if Marsha also had a sense in his secretary "I really agree that Mr. Zidan is the same as Miss Marsha, suitable." Ms. Melati, a woman with a myriad of life experiences tries to fish two fish at once.

"Desuitable ma'am?" Melati nodded quickly, glancing at Marsha inside there who was still glaring sharply at her, Melati was very happy to see Marsha's jealous face "pray for the best then."

Well, right?

"When has Sir?" kepo soul jasmine thrashing.

"Mothers want to know or want to know?"

"I'm very, very curious to know there's good news, and remember us-we're human free lovers sir if the good news is true?"

Zidan chuckled "Ready Bu Jasmine,"

"Eh means really this Mr Zidan is anything the same as Miss Marsha, when I was just trapped sir?"

Zidan smiled, "This mother is still at home here, right, Mom? if I complain to Miss Marsha, get ready to sing the song sayonara."

Melati thawed "Ihh Pak Zidan this," Melati stomped her legs, and passed back in her room, Zidan only shook her head to see the behavior of Melati whose typical kepo soul of her mother came out.

Zidan looked into Marsha's room, the woman who had just received her love was looking very serious about something she didn't know, if Marsha was being honest about her daydream.

"Hopefully you should be careful in acting Marsha, the closeness of you and your secretary can be a gossip material for your own employees." Rasya.

"We did have Pap's relationship."

Rasya, Abdi moreover Mahesa was very surprised by Marsha's confession

"You mean?" rasha asked with a frown.

Marsha gave her lips "I like Zidan Pap, Marsha feels good with Zidan."

"Marsha," Mahesa jolted, she was inexhaustible with what Marsha was doing.

"Why? You don't like it? You should support whatever makes your brother happy, Mahesa, if you love your brother sincerely." Marsha snorted in annoyance, silencing Mahesa's attitude to her all this time, to be honest she was very uncomfortable with Mahesa's attitude to her, Marsha could not open her heart to the man she had considered her own sister.

"Is that true, baby?" Rasya asked, reassuring the feelings of his son, already this mature Marsha has never been close to the opposite sex, there is a little pleasure and fear of infiltrating in his heart.

Marsha put on a smile, tucked her hair behind her ears, "Many of Zidan's attitudes make Marsha like Pap, she's patient with Marsha's nature, and Zidan is different."

"Marsha you've been caught in his trap?" Mahesa said in a high voice.

Marsha does not care about Mahesa's attitude "Does Apap agree that Marsha is in a relationship with Zidan?"

"What do you know about Zidan Mahesa?" instead of answering his son's question, Rasya asked Mahesa.

Mahesa issued some evidence about Zidan that she knew, "He is the owner of the Horse Hotel, and some machinery subsidiaries for factories that cooperate with foreign companies," Mahesa glanced at Marsha, want to see Marsha's expression see this reality.

"Do you know where all this is coming from?" Rasya took the sheet of paper that Mahesa gave him, Abdi also saw it.

"From reliable sources" Mahesa answered with confidence.

"This hotel is open for about six years, the owner is very low profile, I have only heard of the owner of young people, but I do not know for sure the owner," said Abdi, said, but the focus was shifted to the logo of the machine in front of him "Not foreign to this machine, what is it?" Abdi tries to remember.

"You'll often buy a machine for an old factory, definitely not familiar with logos like this," Rasya mocked his best friend, he did not realize if he was also the same old. But Abdi was not upset over Rasya's words, he was upset because he could not remember the machine's logo.

"Already," he answered back, "Zidan said it himself."

"If you're comfortable, Apap doesn't matter,"

Marsha parroted hearing Rasya's reply "Isn't it a problem?"

"But you have to be careful and still know the limits." Rasya reminded, "Apap supports what makes you happy, consider this a gift from Apap for your hard work so far, enjoy your youth dear, dear, as long as you don't forget the responsibility you hold the company."

Marsha glazed over and hugged Rasya, she thanked him "Apap is indeed the best."

"Hey baby, Apap is happy about this, Apap never saw you close to men, this makes Apap a little relieved, Apap thought you didn't grow like other normal women."

"Ohhh," The son of less king (read behind) patted Rasya on the shoulder. Mahesa clenched her hands to hear Rasya's decision that was so receptive to Zidan, her chest rumbling with anger, the universe did not support her feelings.

Abdi patted the girl's shoulder when she was a little girl very close to him, he was also happy to see this "Dad come if you are happy, but still take care of yourself, do not cross the line."

Marsha became shrewd, but she would be honest if it was time.

Zidan stood up as Rasya and Abdi came out, both of them approached Zidan "I entrust Marsha to you Zidan, take care of my daughter." Rasya patted Zidan on the shoulder before walking towards the elevator, ignoring Zidan's clueless expression.

"You didn't come home Hes? everything's sorted out, isn't it?"

"I hope your choice isn't Marsha's fault." Mahesa rushed out, when in front of the door he passed Zidan, but Mahesa turned his face, very unwilling to see the face of his rival.

Marsha smiled broadly as Zidan entered her room "You have to prove that you are the true owner of the Horse Zidan hotel,"

Zidan frowned "What happened? You look so happy." Zidan pulled up Marsha's slender waist to kiss her lips at a glance.

"Do you like to kiss me?"

"It's sweet, it's addictive," she kissed the lips again, "say what I don't know, hem?"

"Secret, if you want to know, you have to come with me tonight."

At three o'clock in the afternoon they came out of the office, it made his employees wonder, because it was very rare Marsha came home to meet the sun. The woman who has a hobby of shopping turned out to ask Zidan to pay for all his shopping, the total groceries reached hundreds of millions of rupiah, Zidan did not mind that, he was very happy, Marsha was different from other women, she said, if women out there, will also ask for something, Marsha actually showed her true nature when not even 24 hours they officially made.

And to the great surprise of Zidan, Marsha changed the clothes he bought earlier to use to follow the fashion show on the street that is currently going viral, Marsha even invited reporters to cover the action, not to forget he also contacted several models to accompany him.

The woman who is very Zidan loved managed to invite admiration of the visitors there, even Marsha did crazy things that were beyond Zidan's expectations. Marsha made a contest, there are two famous male models there, who are the winners that many visitors choose, he will give the clothes he wears today, clothes that Zidan paid for at a fantastic price.

Not only that, Marsha also gave a cash prize of dollars, and it was Zidan's money.

"Are you satisfied with Mrs Xavier?" ask Zidan when they're in the car.

Marsha blushed in embarrassment at Zidan's call "Very satisfied."

"I have fulfilled all your wishes, now is the time to answer my question, what have you said to your Apap?"

"If you want to know, there's one more requirement,"

Zidan raised his eyebrows "What else?"

"Take me to your hotel, I want to see, the best room there is."

"All right, but don't blame me if I'm afraid."

"No problem." challenged Marsha.

On the other hand, Mahesa who was heartbroken by her own family ran away, she joined her motorcycle club again, and tonight she will take part in a wild race to vent her misery.

"Gue just saw the guy," Misya who was also there asked her friend.

Misya's friend followed the direction that Misya pointed to, luckily Mahesa had not yet put on her helmet, so she could recognize Mahesa's face.

"Oh Mahesa, he's actually an old kid, since college he's rarely here."

"Maybe, cool, he's my type," Mahesa's face is no less handsome than Zidan's, let's play for a while until Zidan is done with Marsha, thought Misya.