The Battle of Ugly Women

sulking

In the president's room a handsome young man is seen sitting in his great chair, seen flocking to open a file report to a pile of other report files, trying to focus on researching what is expressed.

But what happened was getting more upset with him. He could not think well since. There's no job listing in his brain.

“Ahhh, that Chinese Vampire, how dare he get mad at me!” gerutu Zayn closed the rough file report in his hand.

Yes, Zayn still remembered his first fight with the Chinese Vampire, the debate was only because of the lunchbox. How horrible that woman was when she was angry.

“Do I really have to ruffle my office and one German city just to find his lunchbox!” Zayn again grumbled while throwing away the report file in his hand.

Oh my god, this is crazy.

Zayn leaned his back against the back of the chair while massaging the base of his nose, his head of the terrace heavily thinking of the anger of the Chinese Vampires.

The shadow this morning flashed through Zayn's head how at breakfast with the Chinese Vampire was not as usual just silent.

Flashback ...

Zayn had just sat in the dining room for breakfast together dumbfoundedly staring at the results of Alana's cooking at the dining table. Fried rice menu that has been presented before him but if meticulously the portion on the plate is very little just a few mouthfuls.

Zayn looked at Alana who had eaten first.

“Hey, why are you cooking so little,” protest Zayn staring at the meal on his plate.

Alana just quietly did not answer, just staring at the fried rice plate, busy bribing food. Yes he was still upset at this man in front of him who had casually removed his mother's lunchbox.

Understand this Chinese Vampire is still sulking because of the debate last night. Zayn decided to shut up, and began to bribe his food.

Zayn just felt one mouthful of gasp would taste.

“This fried rice is dry and hard once,” protest again.

Oh, my goodness, this morning's breakfast menu is very different. Not as good as usual.

Alana was silent and did not answer.

“The reality is very hard to make a boy scout," Zayn said unknowingly.

Oh, my goodness Zayn's release ....

Hearing that, Alana's gaze immediately lifted, casting a sharp glare full of anger at Zayn.

What did he say? He was still upset, this young man could still sneer at his cooking.

The look in Alana's eyes was like a knife that would draw Zayn's body, horrible.

Their eyes clashed, Zayn swallowed his salivary and quickly turned his eyes to the plate, bowing silently while eating his fried rice.

My God, he made the Chinese Vampire even more angry, his face even more hideous. Zayn's great-grandson has no more talk from him. Fear of these Chinese Vampires is getting angry.

Zayn rubbed his face in frustration at the morning with Alana. The breakfast menu was affected by Alana's misery and there were no friendly words or smiles. Really annoying lunchbox.

How long will the Chinese Vampire be angry?

There was a feeling of unease enveloping Zayn's feelings, the angry face was always remembered making him unable to think.

He wanted the woman to smile again. And that smile comes back if she returns her mother's lunchbox.

“Ken to my room now!” tell Zayn then put the phone back on the handle ready to give the order.

He finally gave up.

Before long the door of Zayn's room was knocked and a black-clothed man walked in, stepping closer to Zayn.

“Ya sir, What is it?” ask Ken.

Zayn let out a heavy breath, in fact he hesitated. This commandment is like very silly, but than he continues to remember the fierce face of Alana who has haunted him. Yeah, he's gotta give this order.

“Ken, browse all the places we went yesterday ..”

Ah, Zayn's tongue seemed to be complaining, let alone staring at Ken's face that looked serious listening to what orders he would give.

For what purpose is this commandment? Looking for a lunchbox belonging to a Chinese Vampire mother.

“Find the green lunch box I brought yesterday.” Finally the order was spoken.

“Hah.” It sounded from Ken, as if he could not believe what he was hearing. It really came out of the boss' mouth.

“I lost that lunchbox yesterday. Search every corner of the office and every place we come to with details, if necessary this one German city,” hardik Zayn to Ken as if to show his frustration.

Oh how crazy, he really gave a strange order, for the sake of that Chinese Vampire.

Although Ken did not understand, why the task was given, but only a regular lunchbox, and the boss would have been able to get better but Ken nodded in agreement.

“Good my master will command people to look for him.”

“If anyone finds it exchangeable for any money,” press Zayn.

“Good sir, sir rest easy we will find it.”

“Go. Search until you can.”

Ken bowed his head a sign of respect about to come out.

“Oh yes, do not forget that the lunchbox has an initials sign of the letter S engraved like a snake.”

Uhhh, the more detailed the command. As Alana said.

“Alright sir, we will look for it.”

Ken left the room.

Zayn's body slumped weakly leaning against the back of the chair. The shadow of Alana sulking at him returned to play in his mind.

Unknowingly the two corners of his lips were attracted, last night they were like a husband and wife, he felt like a husband who was receiving scolding from his wife, like other husbands. Uhg, that looks so sweet.

Zayn's heart niche warms up.

“It turns out this way it feels in the wife's omelin,” muttered Zayn his smile more fluffy felt funny imagine the debate last night.

But when the shadow of the fierce face of the Chinese Vampire flashed, how his wife was pounding the table violently just for losing the lunchbox instantly, Zayn shuddered in horror.

“Why am I so afraid to go home. It turns out that he is a very terrible wife,” muttered Zayn immediately after the guts like a husband who is afraid of his wife, after getting Nausea last night and knew how fierce his wife was.