The Fate of Love of a Misanris

18. Zayyad: I'm Not Comfortable

Zayyad's very serious attitude, making Alina almost bewitched by how handsome he is...

"Good sir!"

Bakri went out and closed the door. Alina and Zayyad are in the room.

"Grandmother told me to deliver lunch for you"

"Just put it on the coffee table" replied Zayyad who was still focused on his work.

Alina walked over to the coffee table and leisurely sat down on the sofa. Realizing Alina who seemed to have no intention of leaving, Zayyad frowned.

"Is there anything else?" Ask Zayyad while turning the map page he is reading.

"Grandma didn't let me go home before seeing you finish this meal"

Zayyad's hand holding the map stiffened.

"And I also have to take the footage of you eating this food and show it to grandma as proof that I've done my job..." Bright Alina.

Zayyad closed the map in his hand, turning towards Alina "Do you have to?"

"You think I'd do this silly thing if it wasn't for grandma? Hurry up according to it. If you don't cooperate this time, then don't get me wrong for also refusing to cooperate with you"

Zayyad knitted his pair of brows, his gaze turning sharp, "You mean?"

"Don't get me wrong if you leak your biggest secret to the public that you're the real-"

"Enough!"

Zayyad finally stood up. His brown eyes briefly threw a murderous gaze at Alina.

Alina pursed her lips almost wanting to laugh mockingly, 'Staring at me like that, my hug just last night she had almost fainted!'

Zayyad walked to the single sofa and sat down.

Alina knew the man was keeping his distance from her.

Zayyad took the rice box that Alina had brought and opened it. Just as he took a spoonful of mouthfuls into his mouth. First chew, almost made him want to vomit, "What's this food?"

It was very salty, almost like eating a spoonful of salt.

Alina folded her lips tightly, holding back the laughter that was about to explode.

Zayyad stared pushyly at the food box in his hand, "You did it on purpose?"

"Wittingly or not, the rules remain the same! You have to finish the food or-"

Zayyad was forced to take another spoonful of food into his mouth. Even this time his hands moved very quickly, trying hard to finish the meal immediately.

Zayyad was completely unaware that Alina was recording it while giggling.

The action of a big boss in front of him was very entertaining.

"Done!" Zayyad placed the empty rice box on the table.

"Ugh"

Closing his mouth Zayyad rushed into the restroom.

"Gdgt.."

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Without feeling any guilt at all, Alina tidied up the lunchbox and told Bakri who was still waiting outside to grab a glass of water.

"It's Mom!"

Bakri handed Alina a glass of water.

"Eum!" Alina took the glass and did not thank Bakri for bringing her water.

Bakri doesn't care much about that. Bakri immediately came out, closed the door and gave complete privacy to the newly married couple. Just as his phone rang, Bakri took a few steps away to answer the call.

"Yes?"

"Well, then I'll be there soon"

Because there was a need, Bakri also left the place.

Alina who saw Zayyad coming out of the restroom still could not hide the smile on her face.

Zayyad kept his eyes off Alina. His face did not look good at all.

"Here drink!"

Alina generously placed a glass of water on the table for Zayyad to drink.

Zayyad immediately took it and downed it.

"It looks like the CEO of this big company has absolutely no idea that drinking while standing is not good for health"

Zayyad just put the glass on the table, not at all scratching Alina.

"Even though in the hadith alone it has been explained about the prohibition of drinking while standing, but it looks like the CEO like you know something like that"

Zayyad was silent. Just let the girl talk without having to respond.

Being treated like that pissed Alina off. He said all this to scorn her. But what power? Zayyad doesn't care.

Zayyad hurried to his desk, again struggling with the documents he had to review. While Alina who seemed to have no intention of leaving the place, went around Zayyad's work room which was quite spacious and large.

Alina saw a bookcase next to Zayyad's desk, filled with lines of books about business. It seems that the man really likes to read, even in his room there is also a bookshelf, even though his large villa already has a small library.

Until Alina's gaze fell on the one door that was in the corner of the room. Looks like it wasn't the toilet door that Zayyad used earlier. In the trough of curiosity, Alina could not help but come to that door and open it.

"Well, you have a room this big in your study"

The room might not be as big as the one in the villa. But compared to Alina's room in her grandmother's house, it was obviously much bigger. Inside there is a bed that looks comfortable and a fairly large wardrobe.

"You don't intend to go home?" Zayyad didn't think the woman was still gone.

"Why? You're bothered by my presence here" Gerutu Alina was unhappy.

"I'm not comfortable" Zayyad turned the page of the document in his hand. His eyes did not glance at Alina at all.

"Evil!" Alina Cibir. He walked over to Zayyad's desk.

"However you can't be like that to your wife!" Alina's scales are very fine, on the threshold of Zayyad's ears.

Feel the warm breath that hit his cheekbones and right earlobe. Zayyad. When he turned his head, his eyeballs almost jumped out to find the distance Alina's face was so close to him.