The Love Of Bad Boy

Chapter 25 I succeeded

Zen awaits a response from his father on the news of his recent graduation. I sincerely hope that Ahmed gives a final encouragement.

However, presumably wishful thinking is only limited in the clouds. Ahmed was not willing to respond to the news delivered by Nuril. Omar Zen heard their little debate.

"Thankful that I graduated. It should have been so. Go, I'm busy" Ahmed told his wife as Nuril thrust his phone in front of Ahmed.

"Give him the spirit, appreciate his hard work during this time" replied Nuril, forcing.

"Hmm, okay congratulations" said Ahmed indifferently as usual.

Behind the walls of the campus library, Zen smiled bitterly. The video call only shows the ceiling of Ahmed's workspace. The father did not touch the cell phone on the table.

"Ma!" call Ghala, call her mother.

The display screen of the phone began to sway back the sign Nuril grabbed the object. Soon the face appeared.

Zen waved as a gesture that he would end the call with Nuril. Zen said he would provide a graduation schedule so that both parents can attend later.

Nuril nodded, then the phone screen darkened and the call was interrupted. Ayu woman, closed her eyes, clutching her device. He offered a prayer for Zen, his beloved son.

Finally, the awaited time arrived.

Zen looked handsome in a toga-clad suit, the oversized robe of the Students.

The name of Omar Zen was also mentioned, he stepped up to the podium and received a symbolic barrage of transfer of juntai marks the end of his education.

Omar Zen's gaze was only on Nuril. His mother stared proudly with glazed eyes.

After all the processions are completed. Nuril slammed into Zen's embrace just like that. "Zeeeeeeennn!" yells.

Zen who was gathering with a few comrades, turned to the source of the voice.

"Yamaa!" welcome Zen stretched out his hand to hug his mother.

Ahmed just stood watching the interaction of mother and child. He watched his son's friends.

Nuril asks Zen to return home because his promise has been fulfilled. However, Zen subtly refused his mother's invitation, because when he looked at Ahmed, the father's eyes seemed to disapprove of Nuril's proposal so that the ego in zen reappeared.

"I won't go home until Papa's challenge is met, Ma. Pray for me without breaking up, yes" asked Zen while releasing a hug.

Ahmed pretended not to see the nuril stoning at him. He instead stepped away from the mother and child, asking for a photo together just before returning home.

Olivia and Mr. Arief approached Zen as he was removing all attributes. Ayay Olivia congratulated the young man she had not known for a long time.

Celebrating just as a formality, Zen did not enjoy everything because this will be his breakup moment with Oliv.

"Bye Liv, see you soon. Take care of yourself wherever you go. May always be surrounded by good people, facilitated all affairs, aamiin," said Zen. He knew, in the next few minutes, this girl would disappear.

"Hope to see you next time, yeah, Zen. Hopefully benefits," reply Oliv handed a small box to the friend.

Under the yellow flower tree, Olivia and Zen momentarily stood face to face. There was a sense of heaviness leaving where they stood on each other.

A second later, Oliv sped up and got into the car and went home with his father.

Zen closed his mouth, clutching Olivia's gift box. His heart was claustrophobic, even a handsome face lowered, with fingers clenched firmly. Zen was enduring the pain.

A few months later.

Axel was very satisfied with the performance of his friend. He began to slowly take off his showroom to be fully managed by Zen.

Communication between Nuril and himself is still very well established until one day Ahmed visits the showroom where Zen works. The man disguised himself with one of his men, pretending to choose a new matic motorcycle.

Ahmed saw Zen looking busy during his showroom the arrival of stock motorcycles from the main factory. He signed a lot of invoices and took a few people into his office.

Father Zen, observe around. He then went around looking at the interior as well as all the staff who served there. Ahmed nodded his head faintly then he chose to go out from there buying nothing.

Ahmed's mission is only to see his son's development after a few months of Zen graduation. He wanted to prove that his men's reports were true.

If the weekend comes, Zen is used to helping Reyhan in the BDZ workshop which has now grown. The shop owner agreed to expand the workshop area because there is still empty land to the side and back.

Sparepart storefront began to fill all supporting equipment motors that often serve there.

Again Ahmed came to the place, this time he came to watch with Nuril from a distance. Zen's oil straws, dull traces and sweat clinging to his son's body were clearly visible in Ahmed's eyes.

"Your son, Pa, look at him!" nuril said, moved by the change of Zen. Ahmed just cleared his throat not responding, he was solemnly staring at Zen. A faint smile fell on Ahmed's lips.

"Okay Zen, I'll admit you made it, son. Thank you so much for holding the ego to keep going" murmured Ahmed.

Before long, the luxurious car slowly drove away from the location. A happy smile was painted on the faces of the two Zen elders.

"Maybe it's time to pull Zen home, Pa," pinta Nuril.

Ahmed just kept quiet but thought about how to persuade the boy. Is he the one who has to give up.

"Hem, I'll think about it" replied Ahmed.

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Zen felt like someone was watching from a distance. However, when the eyes went around looking around, he found no awkwardness.

Before long adzan Dzuhur reverberated. Zen decided to clean himself up and immediately prepared to pray. The brown sandalwood prayer beads that Olivia gave her, always reminding her to worship at the beginning of time.

"How are you doing with your owner there?"

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