Since You Married Me
Don't Be So Good

"Do you really like teaching kids there?" asked Aaron while flipping through the documents in his hand.

Zaya slightly knitted her brows. He who was delivering warm tea to Aaron's study seemed silent and felt the direction of the man's question.

"Sit down first. I want to talk." Aaron closed the document in his hand and placed it on the table.

Zaya complied and sat down on the sofa in Aaron's study. Then Aaron also sat there, facing Zaya.

"Does being a volunteer teacher really feel good?" ask Aaron again.

Zaya seems to be thinking about what to answer to Aaron.

"I like kids" he replied later. "So, interacting with them is fun for me."

Aaron looked at Zaya for a long time.

"Then Albern, aren't you happy spending time with your own son?" ask Aaron.

Zaya raised her head and hurriedly shook her head.

"It's not like that," she said.

"You know I'm very restricted from interacting with Albern. Actually it makes me a bit sad ... But by teaching the kids at school, I was a little entertained. So I don't mean to intentionally ignore Albern. Please don't misunderstand me" Zaya added slowly and carefully.

Aaron shut up and sighed. He knew Zaya was indeed restricted from interacting with Albern. It was all on the initiative of Ginna, who got her approval as well.

Despite his reasons for Albern's future, Aaron doesn't deny that Zaya is the one who's hurt here, and Aaron feels guilty about it. But his concern for Albern's future brilliance made him subordinate Zaya's feelings.

Yep. Albern is the main one for Aaron. He wanted his son to grow into a perfect figure, and that could only be realized if Albern was in Ginna's upbringing, without Zaya's interference. That is what Aaron believed.

"Alright," Aaron said after thinking for quite a while.

"It doesn't matter if you want to stay with the kids. But you don't have to be a volunteer teacher at that school. I will make a special school for children less capable for you. Oprational fees every month I'll bear.But you don't need to be a teacher there, you just be the manager."

Zaya seemed to be digesting what Aaron had just said.

"There will be many teachers for the children later, so you still have plenty of time to be with Albern at home. Although not taking care of it directly, at least Albern must see you often." continued Aaron again.

Zaya was still speechless and trying to understand Aaron's words. Is Aaron trying to be nice to her right now? What does it mean to be a school manager. Does that mean Zaya is a spectator?

"I ... don't understand what you mean" Zaya finally said. "Can we just look around?"

Aaron was upset.

"I mean, you don't have to be a volunteer teacher anymore because I'm going to build a new school for you. Your own school. You just need to keep an eye on it while interacting with the kids. So there's no need to be too busy and tired because you're the owner" Aaron said.

Zaya bought while slightly agape. Quickly closed his mouth with his palm.

"My own school?" tanyanya did not believe.

"Yes" answered Aaron.

"So I can gather as many underprivileged children as I want?" ask again.

"Yes." Yeah."

"But will the facilities be as good as where I teach?"

"of course. I can even make it better."

"really?"

Zaya is getting more enthusiastic. The serious face look a little funny, making Aaron must try hard not to smile.

"Do I look like I'm lying?" ask Aaron at last.

Zaya fell silent. Then shake fast.

"Of course I'm serious. I'll have Dean arrange for people to get everything ready. So you just wait until it's all over. From now on, you don't have to be a volunteer teacher anymore. Understood?"

Aaron looked towards Zaya.

Zaya herself somewhat gasped, before finally nodding a sign of understanding.

Aaron pulled the corner of his lips.

"Now you can go. There's still something I need to finish." he ordered later.

Zaya who heard it hurriedly got up from her seat.

"All right, I'll go first." Zaya. But then he turned back to Aaron.

"Hmm," replied Aaron indifferently.

Zaya who realizes Aaron has returned to her cold demeanor hastily exits Aaron's study. Don't let Zaya make him change his mind.

Having a school that can provide knowledge to underprivileged children seems like a good sound. Zaya can't wait for Aaron to make it happen. So Zaya doesn't want to destroy that by making Aaron unhappy.

Zaya secretly felt very happy, like there was a flower blooming in her heart.

***

After a conversation with Aaron, Zaya decided to follow Aaron's words to no longer be a volunteer teacher. He spent his time at home and followed his routine as before.

There is no word on the new school Aaron will be building. Zaya was curious about her development, but she did not have the courage to ask Aaron. And when Zaya intends to contact Assistant Dean, she immediately remembered Aaron's message that would not allow her to contact other men, including her husband's own assistant.

That afternoon, Dean's assistant arrives with Aaron's private driver, saying they were ordered by Aaron to pick up Zaya.

"Where are we actually going, Assistant Dean?" ask Zaya as they're on their way.

"The lady will know soon," Assistant Dean replied as he slightly turned to the passengers.

Zaya sighed and went back to silence. It seemed that she had to be a little patient because she did not get a satisfactory answer from her husband's assistant. But Zaya's curiosity did not last long, the article shortly afterwards, the car he was riding stopped in a place.

Dean's assistant got out of the car and opened the door for Zaya. Still with a confused look, Zaya finally got off the car.

Zaya was a little stunned. It appears before him a fairly large school building stands on a large land, complete with a playground and a chest-high fence with colorful paint. Typical children's cheer.

"Come, Madam. You're waiting inside." Dean's assistant invites Zaya to walk after him.

Zaya stepped up while watching her surroundings. This building looks like it's just been built. There are still some workers who are finishing.

They then stopped in a room that looked to have a design that was somewhat different from the others. Feminine impressions dominated the room. And Aaron looks to be waiting in there.

"I'll stay, Madam." Dean's assistant bowed respectfully to Zaya, then passed.

Now Zaya and Aaron remain silent.

"Come here." Aaron's voice broke the silence.

Zaya according. He stepped into the room and approached Aaron.

"Do you like the school building?" ask Aaron later.

Zaya still couldn't speak because she was too happy. He just nodded.

"Dean has also arranged for the teachers who will teach here. So this new school year you can open enrollment admission students," said Aaron again.

Zaya nodded again without answering.

"Do you like this room?" Aaron asked again.

Zaya looked around and nodded back.

"This is your work space. I purposely asked the workers to add the flowers of life here. Ms. Asma said you've been growing flowers lately."

This time Zaya looked towards Aaron with a look of disbelief. Aaron found out about Zaya from Bu Asma. Is Aaron starting to care about him?

"Why were you just quiet?" ask Aaron later. "Aren't the buildings not good enough? Or not to your liking?"

Aaron looked at Zaya full of probes. Quickly Zaya shook her head.

"It's not like that. I'm ... just too happy," he replied later.

"I was too happy to know what to say" he added.

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's take a look around the other room" he asked Zaya as he stepped out of the room. Zaya is trailing behind Aaron. It is still difficult for Zaya to describe what she is currently feeling. Either he should feel happy or even afraid of Aaron's current attitude.

"Wait a minute. I have to pick up this call." Aaron's voice suddenly stopped Zaya's steps.

Zaya nodded and let Aaron slightly move away from her.

He saw Aaron who was talking seriously with someone through his mobile phone. Suddenly he became a dilemma with Aaron's attitude being good at the moment. Sadness slowly infiltrated mixed with happiness that was filling his heart.

'It shouldn't be like this, Aaron. Don't be too good to me, later I can misunderstand and love you more deeply. I'm afraid if it's time for us to part, I can't let you go.'

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