Second Wife Successor Mr. Zain

Chapter 48. Thanksgiving

Zain continued his steps towards the study room next to his room regardless of the whereabouts of the three people who were still dumbfounded at the end of the stairs.

“Barra!” zain shouted from inside his room made the three men wake up and hurried to continue their steps.

Mr. Aaron and Barra walked into Zain's study after knocking on the door first. Although Ny. Amara walked towards Zain and Zahra's room.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

“Honey, can mommy come in?” ask Ny. Amara with a slightly loud voice to be heard by her daughter-in-law in the room.

“Come in, Mom! The door is not in the lock!”

Chequek.

Mrs. Amara slowly opened the door in front of her then entered the room by entering her head first, trying to find the whereabouts of her daughter-in-law.

“Where are you, Darling?” ask Ny. Amara did not find the figure she was looking for.

“Walk in closet, Mom.”

Mrs. Amara approached her daughter-in-law, entered the walk in closet on the left wing. Where Zahra's clothes and accessories are neatly arranged in it, while the right wing is where Zain's clothes belong.

Mrs. Amara knitted her eyebrows in confusion when she saw Zahra was busy sorting out the clothes hanging in front of her.

“What are you doing, honey? Why did you take all those clothes out?”

“Zahra is selecting and separating this outfit, Mom. Many clothes are too short and lack of materials, Zahra felt the excitement just to see it,” explained Zahra.

Mrs. Amara chose to sit on the sofa while observing her daughter-in-law. His hand grabbed the clothes scattered on the floor.

“Are you sure you want to throw away all these clothes?” ask Ny. Amara slightly squinted her eyes.

“Yakin, Mom. Zahra did not want to wear clothes lacking that material, and the short dress was too open for me.”

“But it's a pity if clothes as good as this are not worn. Have you asked your husband for permission?” ask Ny. Amara, she knew that her daughter had bought all these clothes. Because tika may be if her son-in-law buys open clothes while Zahra always wears long clothes that are covered.

“He will understand, Mom. Who would buy a dress like this! Already knew Zahra wasn't wearing revealing clothes!” nagging Zahra with a pouting face.

“Ya already, here mommy help clean it up,” said Ny. Amara with a faint smile on her face. I don't know what he was thinking.

“Thank you, Mom. I love you.”

“Love you too, darling. Let's get it over with, tonight there will be a thanksgiving with the children of Ziya’s House. You don't want to see the preparation below?”

“Zahra can help?” asked Zahra expectantly.

Mrs. Amara nodded her head making Zahra smile widely and immediately finished her work assisted by her mother-in-law.

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Elsewhere, Zain is seen sitting in his study chair while Mr. Aaron and Barra are sitting next to each other on the sofa in Zain's workspace.

“So, what is your next decision, Mister?” ask Zain after putting the file in his hand on the table.

“I still feel shocked by this reality, Sir. During this time Nindy I raised like my own daughter, even my attention was more inclined to her because of the threat of Tasya that would hurt Zahwa,” replied Mr. Aaron in a raucous voice.

“Ck! But the truth is your wife hurt Zahraku. It has even tortured him even though you have complied with your wishes and ignored your biological daughter!” zain said coldly regardless of the face of his father-in-law who was filled with regret.

“Sorry Mister,” Ogre Mr. Aaron.

“You do not need to apologize to me, whatever decision you take in the future I will not interfere. But if it comes to my wife's safety and happiness, don't blame me if something bad happens to your family, especially those two women!”

“Sorry Sir, if I am presumptuous. But did you not do a DNA test on Miss Anindya?” Barra took the initiative to ask Mr. Aaron because of his curiosity. It was impossible if his young master would ask many things, because his cold nature would not melt other than in the presence of his wife.

Barra and Zain exchanged glances after hearing Mr. Aaron's explanation. As if understanding what his young master had in mind, Barra again asked Aaron.

“Where do you do a DNA test, is it in the same place where Miss Anindya was born?” ask Barra guess.

“True. Because at that time Nindy was born prematurely and had to enter the NICU.” room

“It became clear that something was not right here,” Barra said and stared at his young master, Zain nodding his head in the wake of Barra who nodded in understanding, a sign that he understands and will do his job.

“If you need any help, feel free to say it to Barra.

“Good Sir , thank you for your generosity.”

Zain walked out of his study followed by Mr. Aaron and Barra, but his steps stopped because he saw bi Nur carrying a tote bag from his room.

“What is it, Bi?”

“Eh, Tu-lord. Miss Zahra told me to keep this outfit,” bi Nur replied stuttering in surprise.

“Where is Zahra?”

“Under, Sir. Help others prepare for the event later tonight.”

“You get down first!” zain orders Barra and her father-in-law, and then he goes into his room followed by bi Nur behind him.

Shortly thereafter bi Nur returned to the outside of his young master's room with the same bag as before. But this time there was a smile on his face.

In the evening, the main mansion was seen crowded by many people. Zain gave thanks for his wife's return from the hospital.

The event took place smoothly and festively because of the presence of Zain's sisters from Ziya’s House who enliven the event. They looked happy because this was the first time they had come to the main mansion.

Male guests and guards were in the front yard with tents and chairs installed, while female guests and female servants were inside the house.

Zain did all that just in case his wife wasn't ready to cross paths with many men. Even when he made new rules in his house, Zain did not allow guards and male workers into the mansion if they were not in a state of urgency. They were only allowed to supervise and guard the mansion from outside the house.

After the event, all guests invited one by one say goodbye, including Mr. Aaron and Barra.

So too with all the residents of the mansion. After cleaning up the remnants of the event, they returned to their respective rooms.

Zain and his wife were no exception. At the behest of her husband, Zahra began sharing rooms and occupying the main room on the third floor.

“Me or you will use the bathroom first?” asked Zahra who saw her husband sitting on the sofa busy with his cell phone.

“We!” answer Zain briefly.

“What do you mean?” confused Zahra.

“Yes we, not me or you we used to, but we both together use the bathroom.” Zain got up from his seat and walked towards his wife.

“Hah, can't be so dong!” zahra shouted with a panicked face.

“Why can't, what do you think? We'll just use the shared bathroom no more,” Zain's tease and get closer eroding the distance between the two of them.

“A-I want to take a shower first!” zahra panicked and pushed her husband's body away from her.

Zain pulled out Zahra's hand that was about to run away from him. “Why? Are you ashamed? Even I've seen it without being covered in any piece of cloth,” Zain said right in Zahra's ear making him crumble and swallow his saliva rough.

“Le-let go, a-I want to take a shower ...,” shrewd Zahra stammering, her heart again pounding irregularly with their distance as close as this.

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