The (Un) Mr. Lukcy. Winter

Chapter 8

After the dinner, Hanna was brought back by Zia to her place of residence, but with Gibran's car, Zia's car was brought home by Gibran driver.

"Yes, we have come home, sorry we did not go down first it was very lazy" said Zia while lowering her car glass after Hanna stood in front of her apartment building.

"Ok, but next time I have to stop by"

"Ready, next time we must stop by" Hanna nodded with a big smile and waved her hand as Zia's car began to pass away.

"Looks like I have to work even harder, Zia who has a rich husband is still working as if I am a nobody" Hanna muttered to herself.

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Hasya is escorted by Zia to her sister Zehan's room. A room quite large. Hasya spread her gaze through each inch of the room, his forehead shriveled when he saw a bed seemed to have just been installed there the size of a singlebed with a slightly slanted position opposite to the position of Zehan's bed.

He noticed Zehan was fast asleep, which aunt Lynn Zehan said would fall asleep after taking his medicine. Although a bit uncomfortable because it must be one room with Zehan but inevitably Hasya must be willing to sleep there. The reason is that Zia put Hasya in a room with Zehan, so Hasya can watch him 24 hours. Because previously Zia put 2 nurses who will be willing to take care of Zehan, Zia said, but no one was able to survive Zehan's tantrums while being crushed.

Hasya grabbed her suitcase and took out a t-shirt and long sleeping pants, two towels, toiletries and skincare. He then headed to the bathroom to clean himself after the barley with hair still in the hair roll he headed to the dressing table which also seemed to be new as well. "Hahhhh the rich man, even in a few hours they can provide this kind of thing, but in hindsight it seems like this room was deliberately changed so that it can be occupied by both of us" muttered Hasya while looking back at the impromptu decorations made by Zia a few hours ago. That was the reason Zia invited them to dinner outside before they went to her destination just to buy time to be able to provide some Hasya needs. Though it could have been united with other PLRT. At 11pm, Hasya laid herself on the new bed, decided to stop thinking about everything that happened today and go to sleep.

The next day, Hasya squirms, yawning typical of new people waking up, but stops when he feels someone seems to be watching him. Slowly he opened his one eye peeking around it.

"c **** !!" he was surprised to find a man on his bed staring at him while leaning against the headboard, his face that looked stiff and cold showed his dislike of Hasya in his room.

"Master is up?" tanya Hasya bowed while sitting on her bed.

"ZIAA !!! " the man shouted, his voice sounding loud enough to make Hasya slightly inching in horror. Just look towards the door of the room. From behind the door came a middle-aged woman that Hasya had met last night, she was Lynn's aunt who seemed to be preparing to go somewhere.

"Mama, who is she?? And where is Zia? Why did even mama come in here." said the man still with his upset face.

"Zia and Gibran today went to Taiwan for a few days" replied aunt Lynn. "What??" pekik Hasya scrunched up while trying to swallow his saliva.

"Then who is he?" the man asked curtly while throwing his gaze at Hasya who had looked at them, with fear and surprise he again bowed his face towards both knees.

"From today she will take care of you, 24 hours, except when she takes the day off maybe." - Aunt Lynn.

"I don't need Ma!" aunt Lynn taunts Zehan who is still tearing because of Hasya's presence that morning.

"Good girl, you must be surprised" said aunt Lynn as she sat next to Hasya.

"You go to the toilet first, wash your face before you help Zehan clean up, then prepare Zehan for breakfast." said aunt Lynn again while rubbing also turned to look at Hasya kindly. At first glance Hasya like being able to feel the sincere touch of a mother who several years he missed. Hasya nodded then immediately moved from her bed while taking her sanitary equipment.

"Wait, don't use my toilet, I don't like" hardened Zehan. Hasya also clenched her hands that would reach the toilet door handle. He went to the exit and immediately searched the toilet. Outside the room, another maid greeted her, a little older than her, politely directing her to another toilet in the mansion.

"Ma, I don't need ma, I can do everything myself" Zehan again protested against Hasya's sudden presence in his room.

"Dear, he's got to be here, he's gonna help with everything you need as long as Zia and Gibrab are gone."

"There's Mama" whined Zehan.

"Can't be darling, Mama has to go home, kasian Papamu, in Indonesia he is now alone, if suddenly papa you heart how do you know?" Zehan snorted violently turning his face the other way.

"Ze, "Aunt Lynn approached Zehan while gently raising her adopted son's face.

"Mama knows you're hurt a lot because of Alexa, but that doesn't mean you have to keep falling down dear"

"But I don't need Ma!!!" snapped Zehan. Bead eyes aunt Lynn teary when found Zehan's excessive reaction even dare to snap at her, Aunt Lynn also moved away from Zehan who was still sulking.

"Look Ze, you even started yelling at mama, ya mama know mama is not your real mama, but what should you yell at mama like that Ze" aunt Lynn started acting like she was hurt by Zehan's yelling. Slowly Zehan's stifled, resentful face began to fade and then changed with a guilty look on Lynn's aunt, the woman who had been taking care of her for about 22 years.

"Ma. no.mak.."

"Already Ze, mama understands you are an adult, meaning you no longer need mama, better mama go home to Indonesia and take care of your papa" cut off aunt Lynn while wiping her tears and occasionally sounding creepy. Zehanpun became guilty of making Aunt Lynn cry.

"Ma.buk.kan.."

Already Ze, mama knows you are very independent. Because you are independent, then today mama will go home. Mama is disappointed with you Ze" again Aunt Lynn cut Zehan's sentence while half running towards the door.

"BRUKK !!" there was a loud bang hitting the floor, without even turning her head Aunt Lynn could see Zehan falling from his bed as he was about to chase her. But with forced aunt Lynn still left Zehan even though Zehan continued to call himself while wailing like a toddler whose mother left to go to the market.

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