The Seduced Teaser

Grandson Raise

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The few days since Ziya's resignation, the girl had only busied herself helping Erna. The girl always displayed a smile even though her heart was hurt. Right now Ziya's guilt towards the pair of human children was completely gone. The return of Delfin and Cia was able to quell his guilt. All Ziya thought about was where he was going. To be honest, the time Ziya said she was going to leave this city, had not been cleared in her mind where she was going. All he had in mind was to leave this city.

“Ziya Spirit. The spirit! One problem you have faced and you have solved it well. Right now all you have to think about is your goal. Today you have to find a new job,” monologue Ziya to herself excitedly as she clenched her hands together, as if she was encouraging and giving strength to herself.

In a different place, not far from Ziya's place. There were two men of different ages talking about Ziya. The two men are Pramono and Burhan, assistant and confidant of Pramono who is always loyal to his master.

“Burhan, she really is a tough girl," Pramono said after receiving a deed on Ziya's behalf from Burhan's hands. Pramono was relieved to see Ziya's name in the document.

“True, Sir. Miss Ziya is indeed a very tough girl,” Burhan replied honestly.

“Burhan, take me to see the girl. Bring all the ownership files of Mother's Love Orphanage. I want to settle all my unresolved affairs with him today as well. I don't want to wait too long,” Pramono said firmly. Making Burhan nod obediently.

“Good, Sir. I'll prepare the car for you.” Burhan bowed respectfully and went to prepare everything that Pramono needed to meet Ziya. The girl he assigned to destroy Delfin and Cia's relationship. The girl who made all the plans she made was falling apart. However, the girl also indirectly had made Pramono aware of his mistake.

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The scorching city of Jakarta this afternoon cannot stop Ziya from walking through the city area. Yes, Ziya chose to come out of the parlour to seek fresh air after these few days, the girl felt the air around her so crowded it.

Suddenly his steps lead Ziya to the cafe Lenggah, the cafe where Ziya used to scavenge for sustenance there. Ziya realized that he had neglected the place for too long. Because of his busyness taking care of Delfin's needs, Ziya did not have time to visit the place.

"Hi, Zi!" The shout of someone from the corner of the cafe made Ziya turn his head.

"Tumben this afternoon here. What wind is taking you?" The man that Ziya was so familiar with came to greet Ziya. Similarly, some cafe employees who still know Ziya. They greeted me even though the cafe was crowded.

"I miss this place, sister," Ziya replied with a friendly smile.

"Well, it's an honor for a famous artist manager to be willing to visit this place. Ardan, please bring Ziya's favorite drink, yes!" arsen's orders to his employees.

"Come, sit there, Zi! Sorry, kind of a mess. It's lunchtime." Arsen invited Ziya to sit on the side terrace overlooking the back garden.

"How are you, Brother Arsen?" ziya asked as soon as they sat down.

"Okay, Zi. You alone?" Arsen asked Ziya.

Ziya just smiled. He would like to answer if he is not okay. However, all of it stops in the esophagus.

"Nice as well, Brother."

"Mbak Zi, long time no see more beautiful. Since Ziya left, many customers have been disappointed." Ardan joined the roar while bringing a cold drink to Ziya.

"You're all there, Dan." Ziya chuckled followed by Arsen's small laughter which always looked calming.

"Yes, Zi. Even a month ago, my friend who was the producer of your singing studio. They want to invite you to join them" said Arsen.

"Sir is joking, nih," said Ziya.

"Eh, seriously. He only stepped back when I told him you were Delfin's manager" Arsen said.

"When Mbak Zi wants to be an artist, you know. Yeah, right, Mas Arsen?" connect Ardan.

"Hus, ngaco you. There's another layanin. Rame, tuh, inside." Arsen in his casual style asked Ardan to leave them. While Ardan only smiles understand the meaning of his superiors.

"Please drink, Sister Zi. I'm going inside first." Ardan left them and rejoined his colleagues in the cafe.

"Are you really okay, Zi? I've known you for a long time. And your face can't lie." Arsen broke Ziya's concentration in enjoying the ice lemon tea that the girl was enjoying.

Ziya looked at the man before him, it was true, Arsen could always guess what Ziya was thinking.

"You don't want a story? Am I not your best friend?" cecar Arsen's.

"Lying is free, brother. Because in the end, Arsen can always read my mind," Ziya said playing the drink in front of him.

"What's wrong?" ask Arsen.

"I'm actually embarrassed, brother. Why is it that when I fall down always comes to Brother," joked Ziya with a face made as sad as possible.

"Not much drama. Did you learn casting?" Arsen laughed along with Ziya's laughter that was so loose.

And furthermore, Ziya told about her who is currently unemployed on the grounds of the expiration of her employment contract. As well as his heartbreak about his desire to work outside the city which until now has not had a view.

Until finally Arsen gave him an offer to Ziya to become a cafe singer at the Lenggah cafe branch in Bali.

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The blazing day changes with the high sky of Jakarta, indicating that the day wants to change with the thick of the night. Ziya finally decided to go home. As soon as Ziya arrived at the gate of the home, Ziya was surprised by a luxury sedan car that Ziya had known as Pramono's car. Very powerful old man. The old man who a few days ago promised to give ownership of the land of this home to Ziya.

Suddenly Ziya's heart was racing. There is an urgent matter of what makes a Pramono set foot in a place that is not worthy of him. Without a second thought, Ziya ran towards the living room with the door already open.

“Assalamualaikum, Mother,” greet Ziya.

The presence of Ziya made Erna, Pramono and also Burhan reflex stand up.

“Waalaikumusalam, you why, son. How, run-running?” ask Erna worried. However, Ziya did not reply. Ziya looked puzzledly at the two men who were in front of Erna.

“What is this, Bun?" lirih Ziya with a pale face. Because Ziya was afraid that Pramono would retract his promise.

But the unexpected happened. Erna brought Ziya to sit next to her. And a while later, Pramono got up, then sat down next to Ziya. The old man clasped tightly onto Ziya's tightly clenched hand. Making Ziya raise his face that was originally bowed in fear.

“As I said yesterday. I am so grateful to you. Many times you try to awaken me, but I reject the truth you have shown. I was too selfish and felt most right about the decision I had taken that time.” Pram took a deep breath before continuing his words, “I'm sorry to have forced you to follow the game I've made. I know you're a good girl, hope you'll forgive this old geezer.” Pram stared softly at Ziya's beautiful face.

The pride that had been on the face of old Pram vanished out of nowhere. Ziya looked for honesty in the old netra and he found shade there.

“Tu-lord, Pram,” call Ziya nervously. “I've tried to make peace with the current state of affairs. Maybe this is indeed my destiny line to be reunited with Master, Miss Cia, also Delfin.”

“One more time, thank you, Ziya. At your young age you are very wise. I came here only to give the certificate and ownership rights of Mother's Love Orphanage to be the property and in your name, Khaira Ziya Zulima.” Pramono gave a green map symbolized by a garuda bird that had just been taken out of Burhan's briefcase.

“Tu-sir, is this really all, what is this dream? Sir really serious about yesterday?” ask Ziya to Pramono.

“True, Ziya. It's all real. This place is now yours,” said Pramono with a gentle smile, unlike Pramono who Ziya knew before.

It instantly made the tears of Ziya and Bu Erna unbearable.

“Delay. This place is now ours. We will continue to stay here and we will not be afraid of rain and heat as Ziya has been afraid of, Mother.” With haru Ziya hugging Erna spilled all her tears of joy.

“Thank you Mr. Pram. Thank you very much, thank you very much for your kindness to us,” Ziya said many times with tears full of haru.

“Grandfather. Call me grandpa, Ziya! I will adopt you and make you my grandson,” pinta Pramono. Pramono cried and hugged Ziya affectionately. Make Ms. Erna also cry and say a lot of thanks to Pramono and Ziya because Mother's Orphanage is not so in a rage.

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