Second Wife Successor Mr. Zain

Chapters 10. Pregnancy Clarisa

Zain slammed the envelope onto the table, violently making all the contents splatter everywhere.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

“Log in!” he shouted in annoyance.

The door of the room opened and the assistant appeared, Barra frowning as she looked at her master.

The cold face that the last few days had melted, now again looks cold and reddened because it restrains emotions.

Some of the photos were lying irregularly on the table and floor near Zain's desk.

“Master calls me?” ask Barra slowly.

“Cancel all schedules today! Tell Zahra to come home soon!” zain's orders were firm.

“Good, Mr.”

Barra contacts Ali Zahra's personal driver to immediately take him home on the orders of their young master.

Zain got up and left his room followed by Barra trailing behind his master.

...*****...

Ali turned the car back to the college where Zahra was attending. Just a few minutes ago he left his mistress in front of the campus gate, and now has to come back again to bring her back to the mansion.

Ali's only job is to pick Zahra up and report where Zahra is going. In addition, Ali had to return to the office to carry out other tasks.

Ali called Zahra's number several times but was not connected. He then tried to search the campus building and asked the people he met inside, but no one knew where Zahra was.

“There's where you mistress?” ali asked himself with his panicked face.

Ali ran down every corner of the campus to find Zahra, for more than 30 minutes he searched but had not found Zahra.

“Tu-lord, I did not find the whereabouts of Ny. Zahra,” said Ali with a vibrating voice.

‘Find miss Zahra whatever it takes! Contact me if you have found it!’

“Ba-well, Mr. Barra.”

Ali drives her car after ending her call with Barra. He wanders through the streets of the city hoping to find Zahra, from the information he got from security, Zahra leaves the campus in tears.

15 Minutes had Ali surrounded the streets around the campus, but not yet fruitful. Ali remembered something, and Zahra asked him to take her to a place where she was crying from her parents' house.

Ali drove his car at a high speed, hoping that this time his guess was right.

Ali parked his car on the edge of the park near the lake, he circulated his gaze looking for his young mistress.

At the end of the road, Ali saw a woman sitting under a large tree bending and hugging her knees and drowning her face in it. He looked at the woman to make sure that she was his mistress.

After being convinced that the woman was the one he was looking for, Ali grabbed his phone and contacted someone.

“Halo, Mr. Barra. I have found the whereabouts of Mrs. Zahra.”

‘Send the location and wait there! Watch out miss, young master will be there soon!’

“Good, Mr.”

30 Minutes later Zain and Barra were on set, with Zain's broad steps closing in on his young wife who remained seated.

Zain pulled Zahra's arm and made Zahra raise her head. Seen my face with eyes worship and red look messy.

“What are you doing here?” zain asked in a cold voice.

Zain forced Zahra's body to make Zahra stand up from her seat, then Zain violently dragged Zahra to his car.

Zain pushes Zahra's body rough in the back seat. Zahra sat down, she just fell silent with a blank look.

Arriving in front of the mansion, Zain again dragged Zahra's body into the house.

“What do you do Zain?” ask Ny. Amara, she just came because Clarisa called to tell her something, but she saw her son's anger.

Zain ignored the whereabouts and questions of his mother. With wide strides, he dragged Zahra towards his room.

Zain opened the door of Zahra's room violently, then pushed Zahra's small body into it.

Brak!

Zain violently closed the door to the room, making Zahra regain consciousness. As Zahra's body stiffened, her body slowly slumped to the floor and began to sob softly. Zahra felt a sting on her wrists flushed red.

Zain grabbed the key of the room hanging in the door hole.

“No more lectures for you! Stay in the room don't you dare to come out!” zain exclaimed before closing Zahra's room door and locking her from outside.

Zahra hugged her knees and cried bitterly, she felt life was very cruel to her.

...*****...

Clarisa's taking Ms. Amara went into her room, they sat on the edge of the bed. Clarisa gave a red box with a blue ribbon decoration to her mother-in-law.

“What is this, Sa?” ask Ny. Amara with a curious face.

“Open it, Mom. It's a gift for Mommy from me.” Clarisa commented a smile on her face.

Slowly, Mrs. Amara opened the box with her chest pounding, a second later. Amara opened her mouth wide with eyes that were bulging in surprise.

“I-this is real?” ask Ny. Amara with a trembling voice and teary eyes.

“Iya, Mom.” Clarisa increasingly smiled widely and looked at her mother-in-law's moved face.

Mrs. Amara put the box down and her hands cupped Clarisa's face together.

“Thank you, Darling. You have given the most beautiful gift to mommy,” said Ny. Amara hugged Clarisa's body.

Clarisa returned a hug from her mother-in-law and raised her lip next to her.

Mrs. Amara cried out in tears, she could not express her happiness with words. Soon her desire all along to have grandchildren will soon be realized.

“Did Zain already know this happy news?” ask Ny. Amara after taking off their embrace.

Clarisa shook her head slowly. “Numbers, Mom.”

“Allow mommy who told Zain, yes!” pinta Ny's. Amara.

“As for Mommy, as long as Mommy is happy.”

“Thank you, Darling.” Mrs. Amara gently stroked Clarisa's right cheek.

At dinner, everyone was ready to sit in their respective places without the presence of Zahra.

Zain confined Zahra in his room and forbade anyone from approaching it.

Finish eating, Miss. Amara looks uneasy because she hesitates to tell the happy news when her son is in a bad mood.

“What's up, Mom?” asked Zain who saw his mother's unease.

“Emm, the. Somebody wants mommy to say,” said Mrs. Amara hesitated.

Zain stared fixedly at his mother, fixed with his expressionless cold face.

“Mommy no happy news.” Mrs. Amara paused her words and saw the expression on her son's face.

“In the meantime mommy will be a grandmother, Zain!” exclaims Ny. Clarisa with a glowing face. “You're going to be a father! Clarisa Finally Pregnant!”

Mrs. Amara looks very happy, but in contrast to her son who is indifferent with his flat gaze.

Zain grabbed the tissue on the table and cleaned his mouth. Without a word, he stepped away from the dining table with his flat face.

Clarisa gazes at her husband's departure, disappointed by the attitude shown by Zain about the news of her pregnancy.

“Bring Zahra food to her room!” zain's orders were just before his feet stepped up the stairs.

Zain opened the door of his young wife's room and entered it. He saw Zahra's back on the bed, and buried her face on the pillow, not stopping with his tears.

“Stop crying! What with crying all the problems will be solved?” asked Zain coldly then walked towards the sofa and sat on it with his legs crossed.

Shortly afterwards there was a knock on the door from outside.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

“Log in!” exciting Zain.

Bi Nur entered with a tray in his hand followed by a servant who also carried a tray.

“It's food for Ny. Zahra, Mr.”

“Hmm.”

Bi Nur and the servant put the tray on the table, then bowed a little bit of their body a sign of respect to their young master and walked out of Zahra's room.

“Quick eating!” zain's orders to Zahra, but Zahra remained silent not heeding her husband's orders.

“Zahra!” zain exclaimed instantly making his wife rise from her sleep.

Zahra got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom without looking at her husband.

“I told you to eat!” said Zain coldly.

Zahra stopped her steps and looked towards her husband. “I have to wash my face first, Sir,” Zahra said expressionlessly.