The Love Of Aurora

Part 117's

Zayn had already returned to his project place which the past few days had only taken care of by his assistant, Hanung. Upon arrival, he was welcomed by his assistant, because Hanung felt that the work that should not be his responsibility would be taken care of again by the authorities.

Unfortunately on Zayn's return there turned out to be enough to make Hanung overwhelmed. Because the boss is now as if working on the project forsir. Usut had a proposal turned out Zayn so not because pursued the target of the project, but because he was pressed by Haris and Malik to immediately carry out his marriage with Ara in this month as well.

And because that's what makes the man have to finish the project immediately before he really gets married later, because actually he did not want after marriage to have to take care of his project again located far away in the countryside that made him forced to separate again with Ara.

For several days the man took care of the project again, Hanung often saw the stressed face of Zayn's aura. Not because of the problem of the project, not because it was urged to get married immediately, but because it never got signs that the woman really still wanted it.

Although he actually did not refuse to also want to get married as soon as possible, but he also did not want his marriage was based on a sense of compulsion. And now he had to come up with another idea so that he could provoke Ara's jealousy, as he had caught that feeling from her when he was with Love yesterday.

"For very, sir?"

Tetiba Hanung was already sitting next to Zayn while carrying two bottles of instant milk coffee and a pack of cigarettes. Intentionally he gave his boss a cigarette even though Zayn had not asked for it, because he knew his boss would smoke as much when he was thinking as he sees now.

"Thank you, Nung," he replied with a friendly smile and opened the lid of the coffee bottle and then downed it a little.

"Make what?" He asked as he lifted the pack of cigarettes towards Hanung.

"Who knew you needed that" said Hanung a little uneasy.

Zayn just smiled and then put the cigarette pack in his pocket. "Thank you" he said briefly.

"Mmm, what's the matter of chasing after a wife who's been missing, sir?" Hanung asked to the point plus without hesitation.

The man was trying to get more familiar with his boss since he knew that Ara, the woman he had been looking for was his former boss lover.

Zayn took a quick glance at the man who had been inexplicably concerned about his love affairs, who was waiting for an answer from him. He then chuckled because he realized apparently his assistant was being nice just now because there was a desire.

"You know?" Zayn hung up his words.

Hanung's face pinched slightly seeing Zayn so. "Yeah... You need my help, sir?" The bargain while smirking the puckery.

Zayn squinted his eyes for a moment. The man seemed to think for a moment, still looking at the grim Hanung.

"Do you know what my problem is?" Ask curiously.

Between nodding and shaking his head, Hanung's expression when asked by Zayn. There is no way he was frank with his boss if he knew the love problem of Zayn from Vishnu. Because indeed all this time, as long as he knows if Ara is Zayn's ex-lover, he always finds out the development of Ara's romance with his boss.

Hanung's heart was actually willing if indeed Ara would return with Zayn. Only now the soul of his keponya who was tickling him wanted to tease and help Ara, the woman he still had a hard time forgetting that, at the same time, he could feel his happiness back with a person who was truly sincere and so strong in love with him, like Zayn.

"I know that you're Ziyyan's father. I know that you should have married Deck Ara. Just, sorry, sir, if I'm impressed." Hanung clasped his palms to Zayn.

"Do you think you're unhappy? Should you have been very happy because you have met again the same Deck Ara?" He continued, who still could not throw away his habit of calling the name Ara with the prefix 'Dek'.

"Then please help me." Tetiba Zayn patted Hanung on the shoulder while smiling strangely at him.

"Well, that's dong. It would be my part in reuniting two human hearts that are still not real," selorohnya with a big smile.

"It can be you!" Zayn again chuckled amusedly himself looking at the figure of Hanung who was different after being left behind by him.

"Here you are," he asked, and then Hanung brought his ear closer to Zayn, because the boss chose to speak slowly, fearing that his plan was heard by readers😅

"Huh?" Hanung was stunned when he heard Zayn's words to him.

While Zayn just smiled knots while nodding his head, a sign that he was already very confident in his plan.

"No other idea, sir?" He was still unsure and felt a little unbearable to Ara.

Zayn shook his head briefly. "She wants to help?" His word. Then just leave, leaving Hanung alone who is still confused between continuing to help him or retreat.

"Tau gini mending I did not break myself earlier." Hanung still thought to himself while scratching his non-itchy nape.

*

For almost a week, Zayn and Ara had not spoken to each other. Apparently Zayn's decision to inhabit Ara was a little fruitful sparks jealous of Ara.

Even so the communication between Zayn and Ziyyan was still smooth. The man contacted Ziyyan almost all the time, and never once did he say hello to how Ara, although often the initial call was answered by Ara himself.

Actually Ara's feelings are already strange and there is a sense that somehow every time he finds the reality of Zayn who never asked how he was even though he was. But even so, he must be able to behave naturally and feel fine even though his heart sometimes feels a little tight to see his impressed son needs his father more than he, his mother.

He could have ignored Zayn's call, only if it wasn't for Ziyyan who at times could have a fever if he was not strong enough to resist longing to his father, so it was because of this that he had to let Zayn and Ziyyan speak as much as they could.

Drrr..... Drrrr.....

Ara's phone rings back. The woman who was almost asleep in her nap was forced to move from her bed because again it was a phone call from Zayn.

"Yourf!" Ara snorted coldly. Because just today the man called Ziyyan a third time.

"Tau gini mending I bought Ziyyan hape as well," his own grunts as he stepped wide to find the whereabouts of his son.

"Ziyyan." Call him after he was on the first floor of his house, and apparently his son was not there.

The woman spread her gaze throughout the room in the mansion, until she heard Ziyyan's laughter coming from the garden behind her.

Ara stepped back wide towards the boy, while the ringing call from Zayn was still ringing on his phone.

"Ziyyan," he said with a slight breath.

The boy who was joking with Viona turned to his mother.

"Now, your father called."

His phone he gave to Ziyyan, before he helped shift the green button for Ziyyan. And as usual, he chose to stand a little away from the boy because he also wanted to know what they were going to say.

"Assalamu alaikum, Ziyyan" Zayn said as his video call was answered by his son.

"Wa'alaikum greetings, Father," the boy said.

"Assalamu'alaikum handsome boy."

Deg.

Ara immediately turned to Ziyyan when she heard the voice of a woman who also greeted Ziyyan.

"Wa'alaikum hail aunty beautiful." Apparently the boy also smiled broadly at the young girl who was as involved as Ara looking so spoiled at Zayn.

"Who the hell is he?" Of course Ara was very curious, because this was the second time the young girl had joined the chatter between Zayn and Ziyyan.

"Honey, where's the whole thing?" The young girl's voice asked Ara for whereabouts.

"There's." Ziyyan replied as she glanced at the group standing not far away from her while folding both of her hands on her chest.

"Mm, Ziyyan can move somewhere? There is someone who wants to say to Ziyyan. Can you?" Again, only the girl's voice was dominant.

The boy looked at his mother. He meant to ask for permission, but seeing Ara's glaring gaze should not be moved from his place, making the boy was forced to obey the order of his mother.

"What do you want to say to Ziyyan?" Now Zayn's voice greeted the girl so softly and sounded very pampering.

"Mmm, there's more." Then came the loud noise of Zayn and the girl.

"Ziyyan." Now that Ara's hand had stuck out to Ziyyan, of course he asked her for the phone.

According to the boy gave it to Ara, then....

"Who are you?" He asked the young girl who was apparently now lying on the chest of Zayn's field.

The young girl did not answer. He even smiled with satisfaction when he saw Ara's face that was tangled with it.

As for Viona, the middle-aged woman from earlier could only hold back her gelatinous laughter when she saw that Ara was already burning with jealousy towards Zayn's own biological sister.

*Connected...