Wife To Brutal Young Master

Salsa Request

"Who's your name?" ask Zakir.

"My name is Niken" the woman replied with a seductive smile.

"Mbak Niken," murmured Zakir calling the woman's name.

"No need to wear Mama. Just call me Niken" replied the woman who was still smiling.

"Hem. Well," said Zakir felt his own misdeeds.

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Zakir takes Niken and Clara to his flower shop, which has two floors. Upstairs, he used to use it for him and his two employees to rest. But now the room will be used to hold Clara and Niken for a while.

For Niken, that was more than enough. Instead of him for a lifetime on the streets, run from the pursuit of the Zidan people.

Yeah, ever since Bobi kidnapped Zio in the hospital. Since then, photos of him are displayed almost everywhere. Even there it is also written for anyone who tells his whereabouts will be given a gift of 1 AD.

Since then, Niken has been really scared. Anxiety always haunts his mind.

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After lunch. Zio walked into his room. In front of the glass window he stood. Look at the sky garden far up there. A shadowy companion as Carla continues to overshadow her thoughts, creating a longing that only she can cry. Lonely, lonely, amidst well-off biological parents.

When alone like this, he would continue to cry miserably. Crying the longing that was lodged in his heart.

Days change weeks, weeks change months, months change years. Now little Zio had grown into a very handsome young man.

Stare at her in front of a large mirror while Tidying up the tie wrapped around the collar of her white shirt neck.

After putting on the suit, Zio stepped out, descending the steps of the luxurious residence.

"Dear, dear" said Salsa who was standing in front of the dining table.

The age of the woman is no longer young. But her face is still like a teenage girl in her general.

"For Mother," Zio replied with a faint smile.

"For Dadd, morning oma, morning grandma," Zio said to all his family members. After that he pulled a chair beside Maria.

"Morning Boy" said Zidan who looks busy with his cellphone.

"Morning Bun....... Morning Daddy..... muach.... muach," said the newly joined Zia while kissing Salsa and Zidan's cheeks.

"Born Brother," Zia was about to kiss Zio's cheek as well. However, Zio held back his sister's face.

Make everyone there laugh at him.

With pursed lips, Zia then kissed Maria and Rita's cheeks.

"Daddy's son's tumbens are so cheerful today?" ask Zidan full of probes.

"Yes, today looks very happy Adek," said Salsa.

"Must dong Bun. We have to look happy. Not rich Mother's child," Zia quipped with her lips pointed at Zio.

"Grandfather!" salsa Reprimand.

"He he he. Canda aja Bun's. Owya Bun, when did you marry Sarah?" tanya Zia who was elderly got a nyalang look from Salsa.

"Ups! Sorry," Zia elderly covered her mouth with her hands.

But not with Zio. The handsome young man who was eating food on his plate immediately choked, until his face reddened.

Salsa hurriedly got up from her sitting, rubbing her son's nape and back.

"Drink first dear," Salsa gave a glass filled with water to Zio's hand.

After drinking water in his hands. Then Zio looked at Salsa with a gaze filled with question marks.

"What did Zia say, Bun?" ask Zio full of probes.

Salsa let out a long sigh as her eyes looked at Zidan.

"So this is how it is, baby. Mother used to have intentions. If you return, Mother will match you with Sarah. But it's up to you, Mommy won't force you" said Salsa with a sad face. He knew very well, if his son would definitely not have the heart to see his sorrow.

"But, Bun-" Zio's speech came to a halt, when he saw Salsa's sad face that had already returned to his seat.

Sreeets

The chair Zio was sitting on shifted backwards after which he stood up.

"Zio, where are you going? Finish the breakfast first" Maria said.

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Currently Zio is asked by Zidan to manage his company. Although just learning. However, some tenders have been won, without the intervention of others. Behind his cold and quiet attitude.  Zio is very diligent and competent, firm and authoritative. Zio always carries out his work responsibly, never messing around with his work.

However, behind it all he also had a cruel attitude. Anyone who dares to interfere and mess with him will be destroyed.

Zio was also the leader of the famous Gangster in this city. While at school he secretly gathered the abandoned street children. Until when he entered adulthood, the group was growing and very strong. And now the group is known and feared among the underground world.

However, among the underground world, no one knew who Zio was. Because he hid his identity, so as not to drag the family later. Zio only works behind the scenes if there is a task he will order his men to take care of all that.

Not even Zidan kissed, if his son was a famous Gangster leader in the city. All they knew was that his son was a quiet and obedient, diligent and hardworking son.

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On the way, Zio was still thinking about the Mother's request to marry Sarah.

Why should sarah? Arrrrrgh. Shit!"

his curse felt upset himself hit the steering wheel of the car.

Thirty minutes later. The car bearing the Mercedez-Benz logo arrives at the office, Ziro Company. A man who was deliberately waiting for the arrival of the car was immediately standing next to the car door.

"Good morning sir" said the man half-bending in salute.

Zio clucked in annoyance, staring intently at the older man.

"Ong. how many times have I told you. Don't ever call me that disgusting!" zio said with great emphasis.

"Sorry Rain," errat Ong.

"That's it, let's go in," Zio asked.

Then they both walked into the office lobby.

Arriving at the elevator door, they entered and dialed the number, heading towards the top floor.

Ting.

Elevator door opens.

Zio and Ong stepped towards his study.

"Good morning young master," Raka said as she passed by him.

"Om," Zio looked at Raka with a meaningful gaze.

"OK, Zio. Om I'm sorry," Raka said.

Zio never likes it when people call him sir. Even that word sounded so disgusting to him.

"Zio, did your Deddy come to the office today?" ask Raka.

"Maybe not" Zio replied briefly.

"Oo, yes, Om went into the workspace first," said Raka passed away.

After that, Zio and Ong entered their respective workspaces.

Just now Zio opened his work leptop. The phone in his pocket rang.

The Dreet....... Dreet...

Zio took the phone, then looked at the name of the caller on the phone screen. Muklis, what's the need for him to call me? 

Without second-guessing Zio immediately shifted the green arrow on the phone screen.

"What's wrong?" ask Zio.

"Sorry Rain, there are important things I want to say" Muklis replied.

"Yes, quickly tell me what's going on? If it doesn't matter then you'll accept the consequences" Zio threatened.

Hearing his Master's threat, Muklis shuddered in horror.

"Sorry Mister. Erroneous, sorry Rain. I just want to say, that there is another party who infiltrated our headquarters at this time. But I caught him. It's just that he still does not want to admit who the person who told him to," Muklis explained.

"Why don't you just cut off his tongue. That little thing you can't handle. You suck," Zio grumbled.

"Well Rain, I will" said Muklis.

"Eh, wait! Like I changed my mind. Let me do it later, " said Zio.