The Cuek is Normal

A letter

A man was sitting at the wheel when Zahira's taxi arrived at the home. The car was right across the street from the home.

The man smiled and immediately reached into the phone in his jacket pocket.

"He's at the hostel."

"I'll be right back."

The engine is turned on and the man leaves immediately.

Zahira who so arrived in front of the terrace immediately greeted the astonished view of the children who were playing there. Of course they didn't recognize him, he had been gone for quite a while and some of the children he used to be with had gone all out. Either because they are adults or because someone adopted them.

"Kids, does Tuminah's mother exist? "

A girl got up and ran straight into the house. Not long after, he went out with an old woman wearing a long veil.

Zahira was here about 5 years ago. Zahira gave a small smile and immediately walked towards him and hugged him for a while.

"Zahira ... How long ago did it appear?"

Yes, she is the mother of the orphanage as well as the oldest caretaker here. The only woman Zahira could talk to was about her.

"Let's talk inside."

Tuminah still clasped Zahira's hand as she carried him in. Zahira is a very smart child in her eyes, despite not socializing with other children. Zahira was never disrespectful to him. Tuminah was the only person who could talk casually with him. The character of Zahira who is closed and tends to withdraw from others makes other children also can not approach him. Therefore, he has no close friends or children whom he considers to be brothers.

"How's mom doing? I'm getting old."

Tuminah chuckled, he was so poultice with the character of Zahira that he thought it was funny. Zahira even said it with a flat expression.

"Yes, I'm getting older and you're getting prettier. I'm fine son ... How about you?"

"Someone wants Za to ask."

Zahira looked down for a moment, not intending to ignore the words of her stepmother, but she was already very curious.

"Hmm, I know what you're going to ask, I was expecting you to come after someone just came here."

Zahira frowned in surprise, so the guy was right here. If he had been faster, they might have met.

"Wait a minute, he left you a letter."

Tuminah got up and went into her room. He came out with a letter envelope. Tuminah immediately handed it to Zahira.

Zahira stared at the letter for a long time, she sensed as holding the envelope was not just the paper inside.

"Who's the guy here? can she also take my baby?"

"He's a young man, seems younger than you. But your bedong no one took, it's still I save as you request. Someone before there did come. Different people.men too but older. She remembered his face but forgot his name. He's very tall and handsome. At that time he only looked at your bedong, to check if the person he was looking for was you. After that she thanked him and left, it seemed like the person he was looking for was different."

Zahira was silent for a moment when she heard the information. He was thinking hard.

"So what makes you sure I'm coming today? "

"Ooh! that's because the one who left the letter asked for your phone number and said he would call you. He can't go straight to you because he has to go far."

Zahira smiled wryly, she knew that was the most ridiculous reason she had ever heard. Although the old woman before him believed the man's nonsense, Zahira was completely convinced that the man had other intentions.

After saying goodbye from there, Zahira immediately called an online taxi. As soon as the taxi arrived he immediately returned to his house. He just wants to break himself. He was quite tired because his quest was just circling around the place. Someone sort of organized his life. The letter was not opened yet. It was still in his little bag.

When he got home, he cleaned up. Taking a cold shower makes his head a little better.

"Hello!"

"Can you come out, I'm at your door."

Zahira immediately turned off the connection and immediately got dressed.

As soon as the door opened, he was greeted with Kenzo's haughty and cold face. Someone stood behind him with a tent of food.

"Where do you know my house? "

"Your welcome is no fun at all. Are we gonna stand here? "

Tampa was invited to step in by pushing Zahira's shoulder out of his sight. Zahira certainly did not accept it. He did not like strangers entering his house.

"I don't accept strangers, please get out of here!"

Kenzo did not serve him, he casually sat down and had the man who followed him put the parcel of food on the table.

"I want to thank you for your help today. Besides, I also want to repay you by offering you a job. How's it?"

"I've been working if you forget the great sir!"

Zahira emphasized her voice at the end of the sentence in annoyance. Increasingly upset by Kenzo's unconcerned experimentation.

"I've asked my brother to fire you. Now you're going to work for me as a personal assistant because I just fired the old one."

For a moment Zahira was surprised by the fact he had forgotten. That this man in front of him had power.

"Fired? even if I fired your brother I wouldn't want to work with you."

"Unfortunately I don't accept rejection,"

kenzo replied too casually.

Kenzo got up and reached out to the man earlier, the man gave the map he had been holding.

"This is your contract. Sign it and bring it to me tomorrow morning. You certainly know where to look for me. Well, enjoy your dinner."

Kenzo placed the map on the table and immediately moved from there. Ignoring the dislike face of Zahira who was looking at him hatefully.

"He really! What the hell does he want! "

Zahira was really upset. The problem of the person who sent him a bedong has not been resolved he is faced with a new problem. Zahira looked at the map and the food on the table. Tampa touched him, he re-entered his room.

Zahira took the envelope out of her bag and immediately sat down on the edge of her mattress, slowly tearing off the tip of the envelope and taking out the contents. A photo again, it was a photo of a newborn baby taken in a cot.

Zahira immediately read the letter.

***Zahira, your parents are still alive but know you exist. You have to enter a company that will connect you with them.

I'll call you when the time is right. Your parents are in danger. You must help them and save them.

Adira Group's. You should be able to sign into that company***.

Zahira stared at the letter for a long time wondering who the sender of this letter was. Was he also the one who sent him the pictures and the bedong?

"I don't have any qualifications to get into Adira" he told himself.

Zahira never went to college. He only took a few courses to improve his abilities. The rest he learned from reading books and self-taught. Zahira was very smart, he even understood quickly even though there were no lecturers teaching him. He could have applied for a scholarship, but he didn't want to enter any university. Zahira doesn't like to socialize. He hated the arrogant rich kids and the social gap he was in. That's why he didn't go to college.