Second Wife Successor Mr. Zain

Second Wife Successor Mr. Zain
Chapter 47. Melting Polar Ice



“Positive ...”


“Hahaha!” Mrs. Amara laughed out loud making the two men next to her astonished to see her.


“Haha, my guess is on target!” said Mrs. Amara enthusiastically put the file back on the table.


Barra who was curious took the file and read it.


“This is serious?” asked Barra with widened eyes after reading the writing in bold on the paper.


the probability of Aaron Ahmad as the biological father of Anindya Harun is 0%. Therefore Harun Ahmad as the suspect can be removed sari possible as the biological father of Anindya Harun.



“Seriously, Barra! You think I'd be messing around with a big problem like this!” upset Mrs. Amara.


“Eh, not so Madam, I was just a little surprised.”


“Since hearing Aaron's story at that time, I felt something strange and uproar. I told people to investigate where Tasya gave birth first. And now the results are positive! Positive if Anindya is not Aaron's biological daughter,” explained Ms. Amara with a smile on her face.


Barra does not know about the DNA test, because it's good. Amara or Zain did not tell him and did not want to add to Barra's job because Zain had given him so much work.


(who asked whose DNA test? it's in chapter 41. Ny Plan. Amara ya ''s 'em).


“Thank you Madam, if not for Madam, until now I would still be caught in the lies of Tasya,” lord Aaron feel grateful and sorry simultaneously.


“No need to thank, Aaron. I did it because of my son-in-law. I won't let them live a quiet life after having tormented my son-in-law all this time even robbing Zahra of all the rights that should belong to her.”


“One more time I say thank you, Madam.”


“If you hide a carcass, one day it will smell too. Covering whatever a rottenness, it will certainly be exposed as well. If it wasn't for me, it would one day be revealed as well. So don't thank me anymore.”


“Good, Mistress.”


“What is your next plan?” ask Ny. Amara wants to know. Not Ms. Amara wanted to interfere in her personal affairs, but Ms. Amara wanted to keep watch for the safety of her daughter-in-law in front of her.


“If need help to kick them, Barra is ready to help you, Zain will definitely be happy to help you.”


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Elsewhere, on the 3rd floor of the mansion, Zain brought Zahra into his private room. The room that made Zahra was punished for one time Zahra entered it accidentally and rushed to find a toilet when she felt her stomach hurt. (Chapter 11. Ramyeon).


“Log in!” zain's orders, realizing his wife had stopped at the door.


“My room is below, I don't want to go into this room,” reject Zahra.


“Why?”


“You told me to go into this room, that everyone is strictly forbidden to enter it! I don't want to get punished again!”


“Come in! If you don't want to get punishment from me. From now on this room will be yours,” said Zain managed to make Zahra widen his eyes.


“You're not kidding, are you? Where is your room?”


No!


Zain clenched his wife's forehead as he felt anxious to make Zahra complain of pain.


“Akh! Pain.”


“I'm your husband, you're my wife. We're a couple, Zahra! Of course this is our room. Don't forget that!”


Zain pushed his wife's body into their room.


‘Do I have to share a room with him? Can I? He's your husband, Zahra! Don't disappoint her, remember mommy's message to always obey husband's orders while still in goodness.’ Zahra felt a sense of anxiety in her heart.


“All your belongings have been moved to this room, so there is no longer any reason for you to reject it.”


Zahra looked at every corner of her new room, and her husband had arranged it in such a way, there was a dressing table and study table lined up near the wall. Next to it was a large bookshelf filled with various kinds of books that equipped it.


Zahra's eyes were focused with a photo on the bed, a photo she had seen some time ago. The photo that her husband said was an edited photo, but it looks very real and beautiful does not show that the photo is just an edit.


“Next week we go for a photo shoot,” said Zain who realized the direction of his wife's view, then sat Zahra on the edge of the bed.


“What photo?” ask Zahra confused.


“We don't have any wedding photos yet right?”


“Iya. Then when are we going to umma's grave?”


“Fastly, next week can also. All of us shoot in the surrounding area, we find a suitable place there.” Zain rubbed his wife's head slowly.


“Appointment?”


“Hmm, I'll work on it. I have a job for a while, you look around this room first, if there's anything you want just say!” zain then kissed his wife before leaving the room.


Zahra escorted her husband away and closed the door to her room. But the door opened again and showed Zain's body behind it.


“What's left?” ask Zahra slowly.


“Ya.”


Zahra looked around trying to find objects her husband might have left behind, such as cell phones or other files but nothing she found on the table or on the bed.


“What's left?” zahra asked with a confused face.


The cup!


Zain kissed his wife's lips, but only a brief kiss but was able to make Zahra's body stiffen instantly.


“A-what are you doing?” asked Zahra with a flushed face.


“Why is your face flushed like that?” ask Zain tease.


“What's left?” zahra asked, ignoring the question from her husband.


“This, the rasannya want me to take it wherever I go,” said Zain then touch his wife's lips softly.


The cup!


Zain kissed Zahra's lips again, which always teased her. Zain rushed out of the room and closed the door before his wife regained her senses from her shock.


“Zain!” yelled Zahra dali in the room.


“Hahaha!” Zain laughed off hearing his wife's screams, can he imagine his wife's upset face accompanied by a tinge of red in shame.


“Custom yourself, Zahra. I will do it often for you!” zain exclaimed hoping his voice could be heard by his wife behind the door.


While the three people at the end of the stairs who had just arrived on the floor were stunned to see a man as cold as the poles could laugh lightly.


‘Did my eyes see wrong?’ batin Barra with her mouth slightly open.


‘Is that man really my son-in-law? The notoriously cold and ruthless Mr Zain?’ inner master Aaron.


‘Is he my son? What ghost is possessing him?’ batin Ny's. Amara was shocked.