The Battle of Ugly Women

trapped

Zayn sat pensively on the sofa with his mind airborne collecting pieces of memory.

At that time he was in a restaurant serving Indonesian food menu, an activity that he often did when he felt fatigue and emptiness of heart. It is there that he will sit alone, remembering the good times that have been passed.

It has been six years Zayn has spent in Germany, away from his old life. Here he feels alone and lonely, he misses his old life.

Especially the good memories of being with someone very special in his heart, yes he always misses that figure. But what happens is somehow he ends up in a room with an unknown woman.

“Master!” the sound of a man in a black suit greeting made his daydream crumble.

Zayn's gaze turned sharp as if unsheathed, full of wrath.

“Where were you then!” hardik Zayn made the man in front of him tremble in fear.

The man named Ken looked down, unable to look at the master.

“Sorry for our carelessness sir, we are off guard. And lose your tracks,” he explained in a nervous tone.

Zayn growled furiously, flattening his teeth.

“Because of your stupidity, I was involved in a scandal,” her screams with blaring voices filled the room.

“Force us sir,” said the bodyguard sounded full of regret.

Zayn averted his eyes, anger controlling him. The negligence of his bodyguard has gotten him into big trouble.

Zayn took a deep breath trying to think calmly. Actually this is not purely completely one of his guards, he is the one who does not like to be escorted and monitored too closely by the bodyguard, he is not used to it, feels his privacy is disturbed.

Zayn again cast a sharp glare at the guard.

"What do you guys get?” asked Zayn with a cold face.

Ken who was downcast in fear, raised his gaze to look at the boss looking impatient with the information he was about to convey.

“Master we already tried to check all the cctv footage at the time of the incident, about what happened but everything disappeared.”

“Disappear! How can!” spray Zayn.

Ken was just down, there was no answer he could give.

“Then how can I look for evidence, if this is all just engineering!” wrath Zayn.

Ken's body trembled more and more in fear, his master getting more and more wrath at hearing all his reports.

"We'll find her soon."

“This must have been it. Who else if not him, he also has the power to do this all."

“Otherwhat do you get? Do you know who that woman is?”

“Already sir,” replied Ken then started explaining.

“The girl's name, Alana Dewi, she is from Indonesia.”

“Indonesia!” zayn repeated his heart as soon as it rippled, hearing the name of the place that had meaningful memories for him.

“Iya sir, she came to Germany already one year more and worked as a make up assistant Gisela Andrean.”

Zayn's brows furrowed his gaze increasingly unsheathed hearing that last name. “Andrean.”

"Gisela Andrean is the daughter of Peter Andrean who is the assistant of your uncle, Mr. Willy,” Ken explained to the information he got.

Zayn's hands clenched tightly, his eyes blazing furiously.

“Assistant uncle Willy. So this is all a connection, my guess is not wrong,"

“Bring them in front of me now!” press it with a cold tone.

“Good sir,” reply Ken then out of the room leaving the master.

"So he wants to play around with me,” devil's smile adorns that handsome face.

After a while these two companions had stood before Zayn with their heads bowed. Like the one who is being judged.

Oh, really these two best friends are in big trouble.

Alana's heart raced quickly for the first time ever again she faced off against her brother's best friend. And it's true that Zayn didn't really recognize him.

“Say who is behind you?” snapped Zayn with a thunderous voice made them squeak in shock Especially Alana who gasped. Look at that face.

Time had long rolled, it turned out that the young man before him had changed. He was no longer the kind of brother Vino he used to know. The gentle, cheerful and pleasant now no longer, other than his name had changed his attitude had turned cold and looked arrogant.

“Say who is behind you!” jolt Zyan repeated his question as he saw the two women just speechless.

Alana and Gisel looked at each other with what Zayn meant. They were just fairies trying to help him.

“Quick say! Who helped you plan all this,” hardik Zayn.

Hearing the accusation, Alana and Gisel were shocked.

“It's not true sir!” sangkal Gisel's.

“We don't know anything sis,” replied Alana briefly.

Sis, not mister ...

For a moment Zayn was silent staring fixedly at Alana. The call made him feel like there was something else.

But that's not what he should think.

“Then why are you in this place, and room with me?” his sosor was again dissatisfied with their answer. Zayn's eyes poked sharply at Alana asking for an explanation.

“We were in this place because of a makeup call from a man named Laura, then we heard that he was going to trap sister, so we went to that room to prevent Laura from doing evil," alana's the real story.

Hearing Alana's explanation, Zayn smiled, tilted no highlight of hospitality emanated from his eyeballs.

“Begukah! So you want to help me,” cynical Zayn sneer.

“What are you doing to help me? We don't know each other.” hardiknya.

Alana looked down at Gisel who was standing next to her. Alana was speechless, there was no way she would say if she knew him as Vino, if she said that then the young man would ask why his face had changed. Oh, there's no way he'd say his face was ugly.

he's not ready.

“Our master really only prevents that woman,” Gisel explained.

“Do you think I believe in your words! You're not angels.”

Ah, these two friends become desperate, yes it is true that they will not fall into big trouble just someone who is not known, if not that Vino is Alana's sister's best friend.

"It turns out that Vino doesn't remember him hugging me and thinking I'm Nara's sister" said Alana.

“Then where is the woman you mean?”

“The woman ran away sir!” answer Gisel quickly.

Zayn's cynical smile grew even more. The words further confirmed if they were just making up stories.

“He must be working with my uncle. They have a relationship with my uncle,”

inner Zayn.

“We did not tell lies, sister named Laura who called us,” said Alana.

"Yes, Sel.”

“Iya sir.”

“Where is the evidence if the woman really exists.”

“We have her mobile number. Show Cell, call the woman again,” Alana's word is a little pushy.

Gisel quickly pulled the phone out of his sling bag. Start trying to call that number.

Gisel took a heavy breath, after a while of trying, he shook his head if there were no clues from the phone number.

"Lan, the number can't be called" whispered Gisel.

"Then how?"

Zayn who saw them was just grumpy, chuckling to sniff his body.

“Just admit if you set me up, that woman doesn't exist! Just your essay.” Zayn's emotions blurted out deafening ears, making their guts growl instantly silenced.

Zayn directed his neutrality at Alana. “And you set me up! Making my good name tainted. This is your plan, right, for us to get married, even you claim to be my lover,” hardik Zayn clenched his hands full of anger like he exploded in front of the woman.

Alana shakes her head quickly in denial.

“Alright, since I have stuck with you, to clear my name and prove I did not harass you we will get married, according to your confession to them,” break up Zayn took the toughest decision.

What ... Marrying.

Alana was petrified in the tub on a millions of volts of electricity she heard Zayn say, her eyes blank. Married the young man in front of her. Married his brother's best friend. Oh no ....