
“Why can't I call brother? Brother Barra is he 7 years above me?” plain Zahra asked still not realizing the surrounding atmosphere had already turned tense.
‘Stop don't call me sister again, miss. Your husband will definitely kill me!’ barra's sigh that he was able to speak in his heart.
“She is not your sister, just call her name!” zain clasped his wife's body and hugged her tightly from the side, as if confirming that the woman belonged to him.
“But right, not polite if-”
“Do you want to refute my words?” zain asked, cutting off his wife's words, making Zahra instantly shut her mouth and choose to be quiet.
Although Ny. Amara felt careless to see the behavior of her son who considered it too much. But he chose silence because of her. Amara was in that position.
‘Not only the face you leave for me, but your possessive and powerful nature also you pass on to him. Do you intend to torture me, Ko?’ batin Ny's. Amara, he turned his face choosing to look at the view from behind the car glass.
(*Ko/Koko: Means big brother, this designation as a sign of familiar or respectful in greeting a man who is considered older age. Chinese in Mandarin dialect is a common elder brother called 'keke'. But in Cantonese dialect it is called 'koko').
Barra glanced from the rearview mirror in front of him, he also chose to be silent not wanting to add any more trouble.
“If you want to ask something, just ask me!” zain said after a while there was only silence between them.
“Bby?” zahra asked and looked at her husband to confirm his reaction.
“Hmm.”
“I just want to know where her mother kak-” Zahra stopped her speech due to getting a sharp gaze from her husband.
“Bunya Barra,” continued Zahra correcting his error.
“In Beijing,” Zain replied briefly.
“Beijing? China's? Why his mother emh ... Barra was far there?” ask Zahra streak.
“Work.”
“What work? I also want to go there.”
“For what to get there?” ask Zain again.
“Want to visit the Great Wall, the longest building on earth. One of the 7 wonders of the world,” said Zahra with sparkling eyes.
“Ck! Do you have money?” zain asked mockingly, intending to tease his wife.
“No,” replied Zahra with a downcast face.
“I don't have any money, but you're a billionaire. It doesn't matter to me, why have a rich husband if not used,” ceplos Zahra makes everyone gawk at hearing it.
“Zahra! Who taught you to say that?” zain asked in surprise.
Who wouldn't be surprised to see that woman changed so much after being in the hospital for so long. Even the black card he gave had not even been used by his wife. Zahra has only been seen buying things a few times with the cash she gave away, and those are just a few of her books and personal items.
“Ehm, i-it ... Mommy who told me to spend your money,” replied Zahra a little scared, thinking that her husband was angry with her.
“Ck! Why talk about unimportant things. After all your money will not run out just for something as small as this!” answered Ms. Amara quickly tried to dodge the sharp gaze of her son.
“It's not so, Mom. Don't poison my wife and fuckin'”
“You haven't answered your wife Zain's question! Don't divert the conversation. Mommy doesn't matter if you discuss or invite your wife to go to China,” said Ms. Amara before Zain finished his words.
“Explain Barra!” zain orders, he feels uncomfortable talking about the country because there are many memories between his father and mother there.
“My mom had a research in Beijing in 2019 ago, Miss. And until now he has not returned to Indonesia has been more than 3 years because it was hindered by a pandemic that requires eh delay his return because access in and out of the country is still not opened.”
30 Minutes later they had arrived at the main mansion. They were greeted by all the servants there. There was no Clarisa living in the house.
“Welcome Miss Zahra,” said the waiters who lined up behind the main door simultaneously.
Zahra who felt happy wanted to channel it by hugging the servants. However, only 2 people he managed to hug his steps had to stop because someone was holding back his movement from behind.
“What do you do?” zain asked coldly, he directed a murderous gaze at the three servants in front of him who were innocent.
Not only were the two maids frightened, but the entire maids lined up there lowered their heads with an irregular heartbeat.
Zain continued his steps while pulling his wife's hand, ignoring the servants who apologized in fear.
Zain led his wife to a special elevator which led straight to the 3rd floor, a special floor for her.
Although Ny. Amara walked towards the living room followed by master Aaron and Barra behind her.
“How was the result?” ask Ny. Amara curious.
Mr. Harun handed over the blue map with the ZM Hospital logo to Mrs. Amara, then quickly Mrs. Amara took out the contents inside.
Ny's Face. Amara looked surprised after reading the results of the DNA test.
“Positive,” omitted.