The Love Of Bad Boy

Chapter 26 Heart of the Heart

Days from week to month. Zen was still not ready to return to the big family residence before the father asked him directly. As promised also the challenge of each time.

Without feeling the time rotates faster, until old years later.

Omar Zen is currently not the same figure as a few years ago. He now has his own car. Axel even had him keep an eye on his other show rooms, keeping Zen busy day after day.

Many beautiful girls started to approach but he did not budge at all. Rumors about same-sex fans were pinned on him.

Not Zen closed himself but the shadow of a pious girl like Olivia could never be brushed off. Some of Axel's wife's friends even match him with many ayu girls, such as the criteria he once stated. However, Zen continued to straighten out the view hoping that the figure he would later appear before.

Omar Zen occasionally stalking medsos owned by Olivia who he knows, only post motivational quotes that often cross. But, it is enough to be an antidote to longing for the girl ayu. He dared not say hello, afraid that his heart would waver and his purpose would fade.

Thanks to the help of Reyhan and two of his men, now the income from his BDZ workshop has been able to buy a plot of land next to the shop he rented first. Although installments but at the very least, the profit from the workshop can be to pay for his assets.

Now, Zen is looking at the twilight from the balcony of the room, towards the highway that began to be crowded on the weekend.

"Sunday night, when is it not grey?" mummified Zen. He moved to a more comfortable place. Enjoy the hard work all this time.

As he sipped a warm cup of coffee, his phone rang. A name is on the screen.

"Yes Brother?" sapa Zen's. He heard Zain's words on the other side.

Seconds later.

"Oh, that. Okay, congratulations, brother," said Zen again.

"Don't forget to attend, yeah. I've prepared everything, you don't have to bother. Pray for two more months and I want to go well" Zain continued.

Omar Zen nodded even though Zain did not see him. The lips reviewed the smile and gave many prayers for the continuity of important events in Zain's life later.

The call was interrupted after the two said hello.

"Have married, lo, Zain. You were established early on huh. Also the woman fits your criteria and papa," murmured Zen, threw his phone towards the bed and continued to enjoy the coffee that was no longer hot.

As a kind and obedient child, Zen would stop by to visit his mother at their luxurious residence. Take a nap or just enjoy a snack made by Nuril when the weekend arrives.

Krieing.!

The phone rings again.

Zen's smile flashed, while seeing a name appear on the screen.

"Assalamualaikum, Ma," said Zen.

"Wa 'alaikumsalam. Accompany mom, Zen. Your brother told you, didn't he? go home first yes," her mother asked softly.

"OK, otewe." Without rebuttal, Zen went into his room. Closing the balcony door and preparing to slide to meet Nuril's call.

Not to forget, coffee cups all he brought so that ART did not have difficulty finding the reduced glass due to a lazy boarding boy putting dirty utensils in the kitchen.

Omar Zen fought with young men who wanted to spend a long night, he was stuck in traffic until he arrived at the residence after the Maghrib.

A silent dinner accompanies Ahmed's family due to Zen's presence there. The father no longer rejected Zen's figure even though his mouth was still stuck in a padlock, it was difficult to establish communication with him.

Zen didn't care. He still considers him a worthy parent for him. The atmosphere warmed slightly as Zain opened his voice.

"Zen, tomorrow accompany the fitting. I occasionally want to be in my own sister's chauffeur. Want to try sitting in your custom CR-Z sport, how does it feel?" said Zain.

Zen responded with a flat face as usual. "Yes, I don't know what it's like, brother, because I haven't licked the car yet" Zen replied as long as he made Nuril laugh.

"Yee, the manager is bloon, yes" said Zain.

Dime entertainment for Nuril if the youngest is at home even though Ahmed will still keep his distance.

Zen's relationship between families is now getting better thanks to Zain's wedding. Ahmed occasionally invites him to talk even though he looks forced and limited to chat with the answer yes and no.

The expected morning arrived.

The groom's car began to drive towards the bride's residence. Zen decorated his car because it would be used to carry Zain.

Moments later, they arrived at the location of the hajat. EO also re-arranged the group of grooms when going to enter the wedding tent.

Zen stood gallantly, stepping slowly as directed until Ahmed's family sat at the private table.

May good fortune accompany Omar Zen that day. He felt as if he was looking at someone from the opposite direction. Want him not to push the feeling signal but the brain tells him that he must follow his instincts.

Zen turned to the source of the trigger curiosity. Niente. There's nothing there. He looked back at the show.

A moment later, the feeling was re-present, just as his brother was reciting the qobul ijab, Zen circulated his gaze again.

The witnesses said, "AH!"

Along with that, Zen's eyes locked on the figure of ayu who was also looking at him.

The girl was wearing a Bridesmaids dress and was sitting sweet across there.

"O-olive?" said Zen terbat. His eyes sparkled brightly even though his lips made no sound.

The girl nodded faintly, she smiled sweetly then turned her gaze away for a moment.

"Hi!" greet Olivia, just opened her lips slightly in addition to a wave of hands glued on the handbag in the lap.

The heart of Zen will soon be out of place. Suddenly he dizzy needed a mouthful of water because the esophagus seemed to dry due to too happy, so he forgot how to breathe properly.

"Zen, why?" whispered Nuril worried to see her son restless.

"Heart attack, Ma. The heart of my heart came to say hello," replied the original Zen with a whimper.

Nuril looked at Zen's perspective since then, he now understood why his son's attitude was so.

"She's the girl, right? who used to drive you home? when do you propose, Zen?" the mother whispered Zen choked.

"Uhukis. Uhuk."

Zen's funny behavior did not escape from Olivia who stole the view. The girl smiled in a knot.

When their eyes meet. Zen says.

"Review ye, ngetawain me," he said.

Olivia increasingly met blushing, she also felt happy ambushing the body.

'It looks like you're old enough, Zen' Cicit the Mother inwardly while observing the beautiful girl who had made her flowers unsettled.

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