
One month later, Rara was active as usual. He also lives in his parents' house. Rara, now bring her own vehicle.
A four-wheeled vehicle that was not allowed by her ex-husband, because of an accident that made Rara have to lose her womb. But, now he managed to persuade Sanjaya to allow driving again and Rara's father allowed.
Rara's car came out of the house and half way, she saw the car she was very familiar with from the rearview mirror inside.
True as Husna said at the time, Reza loved him. Today Rara witnessed Reza's car right behind her car. It turned out like this Reza's daily life before arriving at the office. He will take the time to wait for Rara to get out of the house and accompany her on the road by following Rara's car to reach the Foundation.
Really, Rara was upset about this. They had no business but Reza still took care of it. But the man had a family that was more priority to take care of.
Arriving at the Foundation, Rara saw Reihan's car was also parked exactly along with him, although not next to each other.
“Pak Reihan.” Rara hurriedly got out of her car and called the owner of the Foundation.
Reihan is not every day at this Foundation, because Yaaysan has branches in various cities. And, Reihan also has a restaurant business that is quite famous in several large malls in Jakarta.
“Ya.” Reihan stopped his steps and turned to the source of the voice.
She smiled to see Rara running over. Rara looks more beautiful with a pasmina dress that the right and left ends are sidelined to the back of the shoulder and looks elegant using a sepan-colored skirt in line with the uniform and blouse.
“Sorry, interrupt father time for a while,” said Rara again when she was already facing Reihan.
“Iya, nothing.”
“Yes, another father is here. I want to ask for help, can?” ask Rara.
“As long as I can, surely I help,” replied Reihan. “Oh, then we talk in my room only.”
Reihan led Rara into his room and they walked together. The people who saw Rara and Reihan walking together began to gossip. Currently, Rara is widowed and Reihan is widowed. They were there as if agreeing with the compatibility of Rara and Reihan because both are beautiful and handsome.
However, Rara is still not aware that he is currently giving rise to new gosil.
“Please enter, Ra.” Reihan opens the door and asks Rara to come in.
Somehow just with Rara, Reihan directly called the name without frills ‘Bu’ whereas with the others he definitely called with a front call ‘Bu’. Maybe Reihan wants to seem familiar or close to Rara or open a relationship that is more than just superiors and subordinates. Given the current Rara no longer has people.
“What can pocket help?” reihan asked as he landed himself in the chair.
One more thing, Reihan is now also using me-you.
Rara sat down in front of Reihan. “Begini, can not if I moved in the branch where it is.”
“The dust?” ask Reihan.
“Hmm .. how do you say it?” Rara hesitated to tell Reihan his personal story, because they had not been so close personally, only close in work.
Then, Rara finally told her the condition of her household that had been completed and she also told her ex-husband who was still following her activities.
“I want to be placed in the branch only, sir. Not in the center!”
Yaaysan where Rara is located is indeed the central Foundation.
“Hmm ... later try me think.”
“But can it?” rara asked with both eyes of Reihan, making the man melt. “Please!”
Reihan smiled and shifted his eyes. Truly, the woman before him was so dazzling.
“You were placed near my home complex?”
Rara nodded immediately.
“But it is quite far from your house, Ra.”
“Ngga nothing, I can snekos kok.”
“Alright, I'll take care of it as soon as.”
Rara smiled broadly. A smile so sweet that can hypnotize the adama, including Reihan.
“Still, Sir. Thank you very much.”
“But there are conditions,” connect Reihan.
“What?”
“Company me lunch later.”
“Yeah, I guess what.” Rara smiled. “Oke.”
Then Rara said goodbye and wanted to get out of the room. He turned back to Raihan.
“Pak, can not Bu Yasmin know I resigned and not move to the branch?” ask Rara.
“Because of Bu Yasmin's husband my ex's business friend. I don't want anyone to know my whereabouts later.”
Reihan was silent for a moment. Then nod. “Good.”
Rara smiled back.
For some reason Reihan easily agreed to Rara's request, just because of that sweet smile. Reihan smiled for a moment when he saw Rara coming out of his room and closing the door again. Reihan held his chest that was beating fast. I think he's in love.
****
In Paris, Zayn was at his biological father's house. Michelle, Zayn's younger sister, was born to Marco's second wife, Clara.
Clara is also from Indonesia. Twenty-two years, he worked at Marco's company, and nineteen years ago, Zayn's father married Clara and Michelle was born. Michelle was currently eighteen years old.
“Dad, I want to study in Indonesia. I want to accompany Mommy there,” whine Michelle on Marco.
Next month, Clara will return to Indonesia. Clara's father who is in Indonesia is experiencing poor health and now her condition is increasingly concerning. Two months ago, Clara had visited her father in a country far from where she currently lives. But now, the father's condition has deteriorated again and Clara wants to visit and take care of him for several weeks.
“Yes already, Mommy who left first there, later you follow. How's Dad?’ clara asked her husband.
Marco, who is proficient in Indonesian, currently speaks the language of his wife's home country, as well as Michelle who is also proficient in that language.
“Ya is up. But after that you stay with Zayn.”
“Yeeayy ..” Michelle cheering. The girl wanted to live in her mother's country. He deliberately wants to stay away from his ex-girlfriend who is always disturbing.
“Front month your project starts to stay there ‘right?” marco asked his son.
Zayn nodded. “Yes, Dad.”
Zayn has signed a contract with the number one production house in Indonesia for the next five years. Zayn and Jack have also bought shophouses in the far east of Jakarta. He deliberately bought a shophouse not far from the residential area that he would live in. Zayn bought a minimalist house in the Cibubur elite residential area. He bought a house close to school. The estate was also adjacent to the homes of several famous artists and entrepreneurs as well as successful lawyers.
Zayn had prepared all to settle back in his native country. He deliberately bought a house in an area very far from the residence of Kemal and Reza's apartment in the city center.
Zayn and Jack have also expanded their expertise by collaborating on well-known event organizers that are often used by famous artists and officials in Indonesia. Jack gathers some competent photographers to join their team and upon arrival, the office will be inaugurated directly by Zayn.
“Mommy will be there often to see you guys,” said Clara.
“Yeay, finally. I can get away from Justin,” Michelle said happily.
“So, you want to lecture there just to avoid that guy?” ask Marco.
“Iya, Dad.” Michelle grinned by displaying her white teeth to Marco. Marco shook his head.
“Oh, yes. When we are in .... Hmm ... Where is Mom? What beach do we visit while in grandpa city?”
“Bandung,” replied Clara.
“Beach, Mom.”
“Jayanti beach.”
“Ah yes, jay beach .. jay .. what is it. I saw a beautiful woman once,” Michelle said of her father and sister.
“Whose woman?” marco asked his wife.
Clara shrugged her shoulders. “Entailah, they chat with strangers there.”
“Jayanti Beach? You guys going there? When?” asked Zayn who just realized the conversation, because from now on he continued to be bullied by two small children.
“When you have a project in Lembang, Zayn,” replied Clara.
“Loh, how come you didn't say?”
“Michelle, Zac and Zoey are bored and I brought her to that beach.”
“Wait ... Wait ... You met a woman, whose woman?” ask Marco.
“She is very beautiful Daddy.” The little five-year-old girl sitting next to Zayn.
Zayn stroked the little girl's head. “What's his name? You guys acquainted?”
The little girl nodded. “No.”
“Mommy called us, so we did not have time to get acquainted,” said the little boy who was the same age as the little girl. They sat on the left and right sides of Zayn.
“Yes, Mommy is too hasty. You know, Brother. Her eyes are so beautiful. L like it. If you see, surely you also like it,” continued Michelle enthusiastically telling when she met Rara to Zayn.
Zayn just shook his head while stroking the two heads of the little boy who was beside him was coloring playing with their respective i-pads.
His family has always offered women to Zayn. Whether it's from Clara's friends or Michelle's older sister. However, there was none that Zayn liked, because in Zayn's heart and brain there was only one woman, Cleopatra.