Single Heir Girl

chapters 100

In the morning at around 9 pm Jira woke up from his sleep.Meeting himself alone on the bed he called out the name of the husband.Tawun no reply Jira got out of bed and out of the room.

"Zafa .." call Jira from the second floor.

"Good morning, lady" said a maid.

"Mak maids in mom's house right?"

"Lady, this morning I brought Mr. Zen here to accompany the lady" he replied.

"Where is my husband?"

"Mr Zafa left this morning with Mr. Zen. Miss what breakfast? let me prepare."

"It's up to me. I clean up first yes," said Jira back in the room.he took his phone on the table and sat on the edge of the mattress trying to contact Zafa.

tut...

📱morning...

📱morning, why don't you wake me up if you want to go to work...

📱I don't want to take your baby.you have breakfast and don't forget to take medicine and vitamins...

📱hhmm.. ok. fast home yes..

📱ia, I close first yes. I want to meet. chest dear love you...

📱love you to hubby...

Jira got up from her seat to the bathroom, cleaned herself and changed into a floral dress to her knees. very appropriate to where he lives now close to the beach.His appearance is fitting Jira down from his room to the dining room.

"Let's miss, breakfast is ready," the waiter asked.

Jira sat down on the dining table chair. "Is there a backlog from Tristan?" tanya Jira started bribing food.

"No miss."

Jira forced a smile on her face. Upset, but later try to contact Zafa deh think Jira spent his breakfast in the morning.

"Mother I'm sitting by the pool yeah, please make strawberry juice."

"Neither miss"

Jira set foot towards the back of her house. Every now and then he clucked in awe and his mouth curled into a smile. The interior of the house that seems very modern luxury and expensive is presented by the husband to her. Like a dream thought Jira.Because yesterday he had not had time to explore this new dwelling.So maybe now he just went around while enjoying the view from the window of the house which is almost entirely of glass.

"Miss, you better take a break. From earlier I saw you going around the house," the waiter reminded Jira while delivering juice.

"Sir, it's noon but Tristan didn't come either" asked Jira, getting tired of waiting.

"What does Miss need to do with Mr Tristan?"

"I want young mangoes in my mom's house but Tristan took them."

" O, o... miss cravings?"

"mean mbak?"

"That's the name cravings miss, every young pregnant woman must experience it. Just try Miss call Mr. Tristan," suggested the 40-year-old maid.

Jira tried to contact Tristan.Nada was heard but there was no answer from the owner of the phone. "No, no, no," said Jira, upset.

"Maybe you're busy, miss. Just drink this juice first," Siti gave a glass of strawberry juice that Jira asked for earlier.

"Make it up, I don't want to" Jira refused.

Siti sighed "What if miss calls Mr. Zafa?"

"She's meeting again" replied Jira, looking sad.

"Miss should just rest in the room.We wait a little longer, who knows Mr. Tristan comes after lunch."

" I've been watching tv there" said Jira pointing to the living room.

As per Zen's order, Siti contacted the protective sister.

tut...

📱ada what mbak...

📱that's sir, miss Jira wants a young mango, but yesterday she had asked Mr. Tristan to take a young mango in the hostess...

📱yet sir, Miss Jira from earlier looked sad waiting...

📱ya already later I will take Tristan there...

Zen closed the phone.he approached Zafa in the middle of the meeting and whispered something.

"Because it's almost lunchtime, we postpone the meeting first" Zafa said, ending the meeting today.

All the employees and division heads left the meeting room.

"Tris" call Zafa when Tristan wants to get out. "Don't tell me you forgot Jira's request?"

Tristan seemed to think "She I forgot. How do I go?"

"We're home now, Jira from earlier waiting," explained Zen.

"Yes, but there's no way I'm going home to my mom's house to climb that mango tree."

"We buy at the fruit shop if so," Zafa proposed

"Related?" ask Zen.

"Yes, if you go to your house first longer.Buruan depart," take Zafa out of the meeting room.

On their agreement, Tristan finally bought a young mango at the fruit shop.Later to say if this is mango at home mommy, thought Tristan smiling happily, Tristan, so he did not have to bother climbing the mango tree.lalu back into the car.

"You sure?if Jira gets angry, how will it be?" asked Zen doubtfully.

"Related! he will not know.just be careful if you say we buy at the fruit store," threatened Tristan.

Zen simply raised an eyebrow and thinned his lips indifferently.It is better to focus on the steering. 30 minutes they arrive at Zafa and Jira's new home.

"Honey" call Zafa to find his wife.

"She" answered Jira.

"This is Tristan coming with his young mango."

his lips carved a wide smile, his face radiant. Finally the dream came also thought Jira was happy.

"This is your order" Tristan gave me a plastic bag containing 4 young mangoes.

With the spirit of Jira opened the plastic bag.But after that, the look of her face changed. "No way." refused Jira give back to Tristan.

"Why?" ask Tristan and Zafa together.

"This is not a mango in my mother's house, you lied to me," said Jira began to be sad.

Tristan tergugu "Ngg - no, I took this at the house of my mother. Clear the Fa," she asked her brother for help. Zen is just listening.

"Hhmm .. he's dear. Most of all young mangoes are the same taste," persuaded Zafa and in a nod to Tristan.

"You lied! this is a mango sold in the store. I don't want this, anyway I want a mango in my mom's house," Jira began to cry.

"Well, how is it crying?" confused Zafa

"It's a gini?" Tristan was confused.

Zen sighed. "From now on I've made sure of you. But you still don't want to hear my words," some Zen tried to approach his sister.

"Have not cried, now we go to the house of Mama Fanya yes. Later brother will tell Tristan to pick the mango directly," persuaded Zen.

"Seriously?" jira wiped her tears.

Zen nodded.

"It will be later if he does not want to force me," added Zafa.

Tristan just gawk and weld leaning on the sofa.he thought the problem would be sorted out, but eventually he had to also climb a mango tree.

"If so let us go to the house of mama," invite Jira spirit.

"Don't you let us eat first, baby?" zafa asked because his stomach was already very hungry.

"No! punishment for you for helping Tristan lie," said Jira after stepping out of the house.

Zafa could only sigh.

"Look" shouted Jira who was already in front of the car.