TRIPLE Z (Zafir, Zafran, Zafira )

Fiesta

Zafira came down the stairs elegantly.

Thin makeup polished on her face. Grey color dress with belt accessories belt on waist combined fabric baby pink color. Hijab wrapped peach color.

Julian's lips incessantly stared in admiration at his foster sister's triplets.

"Yan, condition the heart!" Desta's whispers glanced at the unblinking Julian staring at his eldest daughter.

Julian turned to look at Desta.

"Ups sory's. Release, Brother. Abis's sister's daughter who is beautiful is not really tired anyway." Julian whispered to avoid sounding Aqeela or Zafira.

"Uuh. said aja if demen." Ledek Desta's.

Julian responded to Desta's remark with a big laugh.

"It's not time yet." He muttered to Desta who was only in the strangeness of his brother.

"Sister, we're leaving!" Pamit Julian to Aqeela and Desta.

Zafira kissed his parents' hands. Not spared both cheeks Aqeela became the target of a kiss bertubi her daughter.

"She's leaving, so it's not too late to go home." Aqeela.

"Astaghfirulloh's chat. Just leave not yet it's been told to go home." Oceh Julian's.

"Let's Fira go!" Take Julian away from both.

Zafira. Julian with a step.

Tonight Zafira half-heartedly accompanied Julian to a party held by one of his business relations.

While in the boutique owned by Aunt Anya, one of Julian's relationships the other day.

He was forced to join the party this weekend with the threat of telling all the mischief of the triple plot to Umma and Buya related to his call to the BK room earlier.

By Aunt Anya Zafira is shown to the dress she is currently wearing.

Without waiting for Zafira's approval, Julian agreed to the dress.

Impressed more teenagers than other dresses owned by Aunty Anya that is average for adult women.

Coming back from the boutique.

"Wear this for tomorrow's weekend. You went to Uncle's relationship show." Julian said at the time.

"But Uncle?" Elak Zafira's.

"There's no rejection of Zafira, honey. Or do you want Uncle to tell you about the BK space incident this afternoon to Umma and your Buya?" Threaten Julian seriously.

"No.. No. Don't Uncle. Pliss.. Zafira please keep Uncle alone." Zafira began to shake.

"End...?"

"Okay, Zafira's coming!" Break up Zafira with a heavy heart.

"The right choice, girl. Okay, we're going home now." Julian's excited voice after being satisfied with Zafira's answer.

And now he's in a car with Julian.

Tonight he asked one of the company's drivers to drive him to the party site.

"Why didn't you take Uncle's secretary?" Cetus Zafira on his way.

"My secretary has left with the other staff." Answer Julian.

Zafira was silent again, the gadia was staring into the streets decorated with many flickering lights.

Silent. Both are busy with their own thoughts.

Until Julian's lobbying yard came down the side door.

He quickly went to the side seat door and opened it. Getting a sweet treatment from the Uncle, Zafira blushed a little.

Slowly his mood improved. Zafira walked next to Julian confidently.

Both arrived at the hotel's VVIP ballroom. From its capacity alone it can be ascertained that those who have a wish are not random people.

Julian took Zafira's hand.

"Sorry Fir, right now you have to treat me like this!" Julian felt misgivings as the two entered and became the center of attention.

Moreover, the eyes of a striped nose man are always everywhere.

"It's okay." The whisper of Zafira doesn't mind.

This is nothing new for Zafira.

After shaking hands with Mr. Adijaya, the owner hajat. Julian greeted some of his relations.

He deliberately did not introduce Zafira, unless the person asked.

"Fira introduce this, Pia my secretary." Zafira is introduced to a woman by Julian whom he calls a secretary.

Zafira looked at the woman with a smile and mentioned each other by name.

"Pia I'm nitip Zafira for a second huh? I need a minute with Mr. Zayd. I just happened to meet you here!" Pintq Julian to Pia.

"May. Mr." Answer the woman politely.

Julian's Death

"Have you known Julian for a long time?" Pia asked as she scanned the gadia's appearance from head to toe.

"It." Zafira answered in utter disdain because of the blatant action of Pia interrogating him.

"How far along is your relationship?" Pia.

"You mean Pia?" Zafira pretends not to know what Pia means.

"Are you guys getting to a more serious stage. Married or maybe engaged?" Pia.

Pia was still staring at Zafira tightly despite her smile continuing to expand greeting some people she knew.

So really subtle.

"Married in a minute. It could even be in a few weeks." Zafira replied as he wanted to shut the woman's mouth.

"Ooh.."

"Before Pia. Fira house. Take a drink first." Pamit Zafira wants to leave Pia.

"Let me just get it. Later Mr. Julian was angry again with me. For letting his future wife take her own drink." Pia tried to smile even though it felt sour in Zafira's eyes.

"Okay. Thank you, Pia." Zafira just agreed to the request of the secretary of the Unclenya.

Within three minutes, Pia was back with two glasses on his right and left hand.

"This, please!" Pia handed one glass to Zafira with a smirk smile.

"Thank you." Zafira said when he received the glass.

Zafira unsuspectingly receives a glass filled with half the reddish-colored water similar to the strawberry syrup Umma made at home.

But his nose smelled something on the syrup.

"That's weird? How it smells like..." Zafira sniffed the syrup in his glass.

"That's Pia intentionally or how is it?" Zafira slowly walked over to get closer to a pot overgrown with live plants.

Zafira poured all the contents of his glass into a pot with soil.

"Kok dumped?" Ask a voice.

"Uncle...?" The shrieked Zafira was so aware that he rebuked Julian.

Zafira's attention immediately turned to the glass Julian was holding.

"Uncle Zafira borrowed, the glass?" Pinta the girl as soon as Julian was about to gulp some brownish water in the glass.

"Wait.. Uncle's thirsty."

Zafira immediately snatched the glass Julian was holding by force. Without caring about the man's protection.

The beautiful girl again sniffed Julian's brown glass.

Without making a sound, Zafira poured the contents of Julian's glass until it ran out into the pot earlier.

"Zafira.., Uncle thirsty to be thrown away, right, dear, it's his colony?" Screaming Julian.

"What cola? How did you know it was cola?" Furious Zafira stared intently at Julian.

Julian who looked a little confused by Zafira's actions and speech.

"From color. Some of my friends also said it was cola." Julian.

Zafira took a deep breath hearing Julian's innocent confession.

"The one Uncle was drinking his name whisky while the one Zafira was throwing away his name wine." Zafira's Brisks.

Julian stared in disbelief at his beautiful niece.

"Where do you know all this?" Surprised by Julian.

"We'd better go back now, because Zafira thinks this party is unnatural."

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