The Love Of Bad Boy

Chapter 23 The Road of Ease

"Zen, I'm proud of you, son," isak Nuril on the other end of the phone.

Nuril did not hear any voice speech, because Zen kept the phone away from him. He was busy dispelling a single tear at the end of the net.

"Zen!" call Nuril umpteenth time.

A few seconds later.

"Yes, I'm fine, Ma. Thank you very much," repeated Zen again still covered the atmosphere haru.

"When is judicium, son?" ask Nuril because after this long process will be passed before graduation. The cost will not come out a little funding, Nuril began to worry whether Zen still has a deposit of money.

"Two days, I'll start applying to join the judiciary, Ma. Pray all smoothly," said Zen again.

A short conversation between mother and son ended. Zen rushed to Reyhan's workshop to share the happy. After that he will rest, checking the balance also prepares revisions to some chapters of his script.

Time passes like the blink of an eye. It didn't feel like the day he was waiting for was coming. Zen was looking forward to the results of the graduation hearing two days ago. When the lecturer called him and handed him the sacred letter, Zen's breath blew like a distance between Monday Thursday, there was a pause to cause a ngak ngik nguk sound.

"Bis- .. yeeaa-"

Zen paused, rubbing his eyes in disbelief.

"Alhamdulillah. Yeeaaaayyy!" zen cheers, jumping for joy like getting a free mixxuer ice cream without queuing up.

Some of the female students who were around, were shocked by Zen. A strange look was fixed on the student with a backpack on his shoulder.

Zen's face instantly brightened, he rushed to the administration to ask for the requirement to file a judiciary because one of his requirements he had just obtained. Zen, pass the thesis trial.

His memory of Olivia was forgotten for a moment. Zen was very focused on what he was going to do in plain sight.

However, when he saw the many requirements and costs that must be prepared, Zen's guts suddenly shrank even though he did not cancel the submission.

"Dismantle the piggy bank, look what money I had there. Salary from Axel was not yet visible," murmured Zen continued to step towards the parking lot where the motorbike was parked.

College while working was not as scary as Zen imagined. After working on campus, he is now working on a report for Axel. In between spare hours, Zen uses the office he lives in to rearrange the chapter of his script.

"Jadda wa Jadda Man! really yes, Alhamdulillah there is a way," said Zen, when all the work has been completed.

Very cool to work and enjoy the activity, making Zen lulled. He almost forgot the time.

Omar Zen looked around, the day had turned out to be very dark. He was surprised, the office had been quiet, there were only guards starting to go around.

"Well, Zen sir, aren't you home yet? it's nine o'clock. I think, off Maghrib prayer was home," reprimanded the showroom security guard when he saw Zen out of the room.

"These workings, sir. During my stint, I first," Zen replied lifting the map in his hand and then waltzing away.

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A few days later.

As he was waiting for the volume to pick up his order, a familiar Zen voice sounded very close. Zen, looking to his left.

"Bang, have me yes," one woman exclaimed.

"Olivia?" call Zen, the look in his eyes immediately sparkled when he saw the target girl.

"Hi, do you take the volume too?" oliv asked softly, to a man on his right.

Zen nodded quickly like a doll of mangosteen, which is usually displayed on the dashboard of the car. "Yes. Judicium" he replied proudly.

Olivia was surprised, her eyes sparkled. "Well, God willing. I also just finished the thesis," he replied embarrassedly.

The two then talked for a while before finally separating because Olivia had been waiting for someone on Campus.

Zen palpated his chest, stroking quickly hoping for his heartbeat to return to normal. He left the place after paying his services. Now the step is steady towards the administration to pay all costs.

Heavy days passed, the schedule of the judiciary just counts the days. He must be ready to standby, kapok use the services of jockeys so that it will be as strong as possible to do all by himself.

In Surabaya, Axelo received reports of Zen as well as his personal assistant on a continuous basis. It was not that he was in disbelief, just making sure the safe conditions were under control under the auspices of Zen. If his best friend is in charge then Axel will slowly release the showroom purely for Zen manage personally.

Week changing day.

Omar Zen is like the moon. She was in the same waiting room as Olivia. The wave of the girl's hand when she saw him standing near the pole, made Zen want to jump. "Oh God, thank you" murmured Zen.

"Oliv too?" zen said without a sound, only a lip gesture when the girl saw him again. His fingers pointed towards the door of the same room.

Olivia nodded, commenting on a faint smile. "Yes." Yeah."

The time of judicium that took a long time made Zen and Olivia closer even though they did not often meet.

"Bye Zen's. See you around. The spirit!" oliv said, smiling sweetly every time they parted ways if they met.

"Ready, princess," replied Zen no less sumringah.

"May graduation together. Give me God, do not be afraid later," said Zen.

Olivia, impressed by Zen's spirit during several judicium encounters. Its hilarious nature, sometimes serious to raise the level of good looks, not infrequently ketus in choosing the word, making Olivia feel that Zen is easy going.

"You can do it, Zen. I can!" murmured Oliv, glimpsing back, before he disappeared towards the car his invitation was in.

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