
“Pak Za, sorry” Zi feels guilty for having put this man in trouble
“From tomorrow you stay with me” Zi who looks at him confused, being unable to think
“But Sir....” Zi was about to argue, but was immediately cut by Za
“You dare to argue? It's not your boss's order, but your father's message asking me to look after his daughter” Hearing those words Zi couldn't dwell.
Za escorted the girl to a location that felt safe, because the girl asked her to take her until it was seen the settlement began to be crowded.
After the girl thanked him, Za decided to go home soon.
*****
The next day, Zi returned to work overtime. This time he was overtime until nine o'clock at night, there was no one in the office, wait it turned out there was one more person, the man.
The man was currently on the doorstep towards the 14th floor office where Zi was, staring at the girl sharply.
Zi, who was horrified by his gaze this time, decided to bring a spare suit stel that he always kept in his work closet.
In the office there are three Lifts, one elevator is only for VIP while the rest is specifically for employees. Zi stood in the employee elevator, while her Boss stood in the VIP elevator.
As the two lifts opened together, Za pulled the girl's hand forcefully
“Priest”
It's up to you sir, I don't want to fight you
They stood far apart, Za near the elevator button, while the girl chose to stand in the corner of the elevator.
As they went out to the basement the man made a sound
“Then Papa is sick, I live more often in the Apartment, you are okay to stay there?” Zi just nodded while bowing.
She was confused by her own head, as if she was not ready to be Zayn Lazuardi's wife.
As they were about to leave the office Zi chose to hide herself under the seat she was sitting in, Za who saw that smiled
Why would he be so scared, if someone else saw him with me
When Zi will sit down again
JEDDUGGS!
“Allohu Akbar, Aduuuhh” Zi back bumped car dashboard.
Za wasn't strong enough not to hold back his laughter
“Who told us to use a stealth event all”
“Father happy yes, if I become the gossip material of employees?” Za didn't answer the girl's question.
Finally they arrived at Za's apartment that looked luxurious. Zi stepped her feet timidly, as if being carried away by a bad man into the hotel, but the difference was that she followed the man willingly even though yes initially with coercion.
“Sorry if the apartment is a little messy, there is only one room here, if you mind we share a mattress, I will sleep on sofa”.
“Do not ngaco you, where may I tega”
“But I also can not bear Sir, this is the place where Mr” lives
“So?”
“We both sleep on the sofa so?” Oceh Zi's origin, unanswered by Za
It's hard to talk to a child. Za
“Pak Za is hungry, want Zi to make something?” Zi began to soften in light of the kindness of the man who had saved her several times. He does not want to be a man who does not know thank you
“Indeed you can cook?” Said Za sangsi
“Jago anyway not, but if it can be good enough, sometimes like to help Mom at home”
“Already no need, you must also be tired, we order online only”
Za chose to take a bath first, whereas Zi was more interested in seeing the contents of the strange man's apartment.
Zi watched her husband's apartment slowly, large enough and very neat for a single man to count. Zi was intrigued by his workspace, which appeared to be a variety of neatly organized books and several architectural magazines.
It is fitting that you are very intelligent, sir, a lot of books that look foreign and it feels like it needs frown to read them
Zi switched to the room next to the workspace, there are several sports equipment equipped with one large glass, like in a fitness club.
After being satisfied with the few rooms earlier, Zi looked curious, eager to open the curtain that was in the middle room. He shook the curtain with the big window slowly
“Masya Allah.. Beautiful once” Zi can not cover his admiration. Since childhood he was very happy to see the lights, especially now he saw the scene from above a height that is enough to make his knees weak.
Beside the big window, there is a door to the balcony, but when Zi will open the door “Oh yes I forgot, I'm a little afraid of height” fear that does not reach phobia level but when he is at a point that is too high, his head can suddenly dizzy, or his knees that become weak.
Zi chose to undo her intentions. That was the reason for the nearly 2 years Zi worked at the Hartono Group, she did not dare to approach the window from the 14th Floor which was 5 m behind her desk, rather than his concentration crumbling and not being able to finish his job, he better undo his curiosity.
But the other with today, he felt very eager to open the curtain, and see how beautiful the scenery created there was.
Before long, the athletic man was seen coming out of his room. Za gave a new towel to the girl, then with a little embarrassment Zi ventured to borrow Za's long-sleeved shirt, because the spare shirt she was carrying, was a work shirt for her to leave tomorrow. For the work skirt she wore that day, it's fine she'll be reusing it tonight.
Zi finally tried to ventured into the man's room, locked him up and began to slowly step his legs like a stalker. He switched to a large wardrobe with a slide door
Greeett…
God is so many, is it true that you are a man, why the number of clothes is more than even a pure woman, which in theory can beat 2-3 times the number of men's clothes.
Turns out this is the reason you always look cool sir, your clothing collection is very much, even I'm sure as sure if in your home will certainly be much more than this.
Recalling the word home, Zi's feelings of worry began to haunt her, whether her husband's family would accept her with open arms, or vice versa. Is something bad going to happen? She will be a widow at a young age.
Zi beristighfar tried to remove those bad thoughts from his head.
After making sure everything was taken, towels, clothes, and toiletries he began to go into the bathroom feeling a little nervous, because for the first time he was both in the house of a foreign man, he is even in his private bathroom.