Since You Married Me
Trying More Brave

Zaya intends to go to Bu Asma who is preparing lunch with several other servants. He got bored and decided to help with cooking.

They seem to be working on their parts while occasionally joking with each other. Zaya really likes to see that view. For him, such interactions feel very warm and thick with family nuances.

"Is there anything I can do too, Mom?" ask Zaya to Ms. Asma.

The sudden arrival of Zaya made the servants somewhat surprised.

"Mrs need something?" Ms. Asma asked back.

"No." Zaya shakes.

"I want to help. So what can I do?" tanyanya. It looks like he's starting to roll up his sleeves.

Madam Asma who saw him could only smile knots.

"Nothing, Madam. We're almost done. It's just to arrange it on a serving plate," replied Ms. Asma.

"But there are a lot of dirty dishes. Let me do the washing," Zaya said, pointing to dirty and unwashed used cooking utensils.

"Don't, madam." Another servant confronted Zaya. But when he saw Zaya looking at him, he shrank and slowly walked away.

"Sorry ...," he said, looking down.

"Let me do it, madam. If you know the Madam is doing the kitchen work, we could all be fired," he continued timidly.

Zaya smiled to calm the waiter down.

"Not to worry. Aaron won't know. He is busy and will not have time to take care of things like this" he said stubbornly.

The servants who heard it became a bit panicked. They did not expect that this young mistress who looked always obedient to her husband could be stubborn as well.

"No, Madam. Don't ..," she asked with a slightly funny face.

Zaya who saw him would not want to smile back. Why are they so afraid, anyway Aaron will not check Zaya's hand dishwashing soap or not.

Since the last time Zaya clasped her hand in childbirth, Aaron has never done it again. Maybe because Zaya is not pregnant anymore. I don't know, Zaya herself doesn't want to be too pushy about it.

"It's better for the Madam to see Young Master Al playing, Madam. The Madam usually accompanies the young master." Ms. Asma is trying to mediate.

Zaya sighs.

"Al is sleeping, Mom. He had just received massage therapy, so his sleep was very good and long. You know that Al's sleeping can't be disturbed?" lamented Zaya.

"Yes, Madam. But it is indeed for the growth and development of young masters as well," replied Ms. Asma.

"I know. But now I feel bored, so I want to help here," Zaya replied still insisting.

Madam Asma looked a little thoughtful.

"How about Mrs dropping off lunch for Mr Aaron?" tanyanya. It looks like I have come up with a brilliant idea.

"Huh?" Zaya.

"Yes, Madam. Today's lunch menu happens to be Mr. All's favorite cuisine. If the Madam brought lunch for the Master to her office, you would be very happy."

Zaya seemed to think a little.

"So the lady can have lunch with you. Perhaps the Master will be touched by the Madam's concern, and the Madam may become closer to the Master." Asma added back.

Iyeakah?

Zaya was doubtful.

"I prepared the food, yes, Madam. Now the madam is changing clothes and beautiful grooming. Later the Madam can ask Mr. Adam to escort the Madam," Bu Asma broke up unilaterally.

Hurriedly Zaya pulled Bu Asma's hand and shook her head.

"I don't dare, Mom. I am afraid ... If Aaron's angry, how is it?" tanya was a bit anxious.

"How does the lady know that she hasn't tried? Madam should be braver if you want to get closer to you, as I said the other day." Ms. Asma tried to convince.

Zaya was silent for a moment. Should he do this? Should he take the initiative like Ms Asma said to melt Aaron's heart? But what if Aaron gets distracted and unhappy?

But Zaya would never know what Aaron would have reacted to if he had never tried, right? Maybe it's time for Zaya to be braver. People say that love has to be fought for.

Yep. Zaya has to fight for Aaron if he loves her. Zaya finally decides to start her struggle of conquering Aaron's heart, starting from delivering lunch to Aaron this afternoon.

"All right," he murmured later.

"Okay, Madam." Ms. Asma answered as often. Then happily, he stuffed some food into two lunch boxes while Zaya went upstairs to get ready.

Shortly after, Zaya came down with such a sweet appearance. The pastel-colored knee-length dress is combined with matching-colored heels, very gracefully attached to her body. His face was also polished thin makeup that made him look more fresh. Not to forget his beautiful long hair he tied high makes it more charming and impressed a little sexy.

Zaya hopes Aaron will be happy to see how he looks. Imagining how Aaron reacted made Zaya anxious. Hopefully everything goes well, he thought.

"This is the provision, Madam." Ms. Asma handed over two lunch boxes that had been put into the food bag to Zaya.

"Gee ... Madam is beautiful. Surely you will be very happy for the Lady to come bring him lunch. Who can refuse lunch with a wife as beautiful as Madam," seduced bu Asma.

Zaya's cheeks immediately blushed the making.

"Mom could have." she said embarrassedly.

Then Zaya said goodbye. He glided to Aaron's office with Mr. Adam, a driver who used to drive him when he was on need.

Along the way Zaya seemed tense to imagine what Aaron's reaction would be. His hands sweat and endlessly clutching the end of his dress.

Shortly after, the car stopped right in front of a skyscraper that stood tall. Aaron works every day. The building is the headquarters of Brylee Group.

Zaya swallowed her saliva. Suddenly his guts shrunk to see the building in front of him. I want him to take Mr. Adam to turn around. But his mind was immediately dissolved when Mr. Adam opened the car door for him.

"Please, Madam." Mr. Adam invited.

I don't want Zaya to come down, either. With a slight exhale he began to suggest his own thoughts.

I definitely can. I definitely can. I definitely can.

"I will wait here, Madam." Mr. Adam's voice made Zaya aware if she had not gone anywhere. Finally, by establishing himself, he began to step.

"Good, Sir. I'll be right back." he said as it passed.

Zaya entered the magnificent building while looking around her. His eyes were endlessly admiring the interior of the building which was dominated by that white color. Looks luxurious and classy.

Zaya's steps stopped in front of the reception desk.

"Excuse me. I want to meet Mr. Aaron Brylee. Does he exist?" ask Zaya politely.

"Have you made a promise?" ask the receptionist back.

"I'm .. I haven't made an appointment yet" Zaya replied.

"Sorry, Miss. To meet the Director, you have to make an appointment first," the receptionist said again.

"If I may know, this lady who and what is necessary with the Director?" tanyanya.

Zaya seemed to think for a moment. All of Aaron's subordinates no one knows what Aaron's wife looks like. If she claimed to be Aaron's wife, surely no one would believe her and also Aaron would be very angry.

"I'm his relative. And now I have a need with Mr. Aaron." Zaya replied at last.

"Your name?" ask the receptionist again.

"Zayah. My name is Zaya."

"Alright, I will contact the Secretary Director first. If he is ready, you can find him. You can wait there." the receptionist pointed at the sofa across his desk.

Zaya nodded and sat there holding her lunch box.

There was no time for the receptionist to call, the director's special elevator clanked and the door opened.

Zaya.

Aaron came out of there, followed by Dean and Anna. Then followed two more people who seemed to be important people. Seen from the very polite way Aaron spoke to them.

Zaya stand. Along with Aaron who was aware of his presence. A sweet smile burst from Zaya's lips, but then it soon faded to see Aaron's expression.

Aaron's eyes rounded and stared intently at him. His hands seemed to be clenching like people who were holding back emotions. And there was also a rough breath that made Zaya's smile disappear completely.

Zaya stunned. Suddenly anxiety started to overwhelm him and scare him. His heart also began to wonder.

Is Aaron angry?

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