The Fruit of Patience

The Bdrs 48

okay guys, I'm gonna tell you the beginning of zayn meeting nameera, I'm gonna,

flashback Zayn begins to meet himself with a beautiful girl named nameera,

POV zayn

that day at about 4pm I was crossing the highway, and the car I was riding in stopped just under the red light, I saw a beautiful girl crossing the road right in front of the car I was riding in, she looked so beautiful, that my eyes could not be separated from her, the smile on my lips was blotchy, without me noticing my secretary looking at me with a strange look,

from then on I promised that if I ever met her again, I'd like to have her chat and talk a lot of words, even if there was nissa by my side at the time, but honestly I don't like it very much because for me, I only make it as a satisfaction of my desire,

as I thought tomorrow I'll see him again, I saw him smiling sweetly with three people but wait who the other guy is why it looks so with him akh I'm upset not playing "is that his girlfriend, "my mind says that.

I kicked the steering chair And my secretary who was driving the car the fastest because of shock due to a hard kick from my leg "what's wrong sir, "my secretary immediately pulled over the car and looked at me, my secretary,

I looked at him with a look of dislike and he immediately turned around not daring to look at me again, and drove back to the car I was riding towards the office, and,,

my mood is right² is destroyed not only when I just found it but I feel jealous of his closeness with the man, I grumble in my work space,,, I feel jealous about his closeness to the man,,

how I wasn't stunned when I first saw her, her smile that had her eyes open That were beautiful, And I saw her face was so dazzling because there was no thick makeup that adorned her face,,,, that,,

akh, I'm almost crazy to be made by the shadow that's always spinning in my brain, I can't concentrate on the offices of all my agendas I cancel unilaterally And I don't care about the clients who are disappointed with my attitude who disobey this,,,, I don't,,

"i have to find out who the beautiful girl is and where she lives, "my inner akh smiled as he imagined the beautiful girl,

I took the car keys from my secretary and drove my own car without being driven by my private secretary, and,, And again² I met the girl but wait a minute why she walked hand in hand with a woman whom I hate so much, whether she is the son of that demonic woman, akh shit

I hit the steering wheel with a fast my chest rumbled unacceptably if it was true that the beautiful girl was the child of that woman,

I arrived at my mansion and went straight in without having to return the greetings of my maids, pak mus as the chairman of the maid was surprised to see me because I did not usually go home on a day that was still afternoon like this, he said, I slammed the door of my room so hard that it made Mr. Mus the strangest surprise, I don't care if my door will be broken, because I have a lot of money to change one door only .

I went into the room and slammed the shirt I was wearing onto the sofa and took off my tie violently, I stepped into the bathroom and relaxed my body inside the bethup that was already mixed with the typical aromatherapy ,

I stuffed my body into the bethup and continued to shadow the pretty face of the girl "sucky ah why she is the mother, "my own word while looking at the bathroom² skyline.

I don't know how long I've been meeting that girl, but her face still lingers in my mind, until the ringing of my phone I ignore it for the next time,,

tired of the ringing of the phone rang I finally lifted it lazily, and my secretary told me that there was a middle-aged lung woman who wanted to borrow money with a very large nominal, I was surprised not to play, I was surprised, and straight out of my room to see who that middle-aged lung woman is,

and how surprised I was when I saw who the woman was "The revenge was about to begin, "my inner self with a cynical smile towards her but she did not see me,

I immediately contacted my secretary again to confirm the loan he requested and my secretary immediately gave me the amount of money he requested,

to be honest after my father's death I don't know anything about his life anymore, but now come² he comes to my company to borrow money akh there is pleasure in my heart,