
Zaya drives her car while occasionally massaging her head which feels a bit dizzy. Not sleeping all night and not eating properly at breakfast earlier, making his body somewhat feel less healthy.
But because today he had promised to meet Kara, he finally forced himself to go to his best friend's house.
Zaya comes greeted with an enigmatic gaze from Kara. After letting Zaya in, Kara looks ready to bombard Zaya with a million questions swirling in her brain since yesterday.
"So the one who's got you is rich?" ask Kara at last.
Zaya did not answer.
"Say, he must be an old bandot who likes young girls and has a mistress everywhere. Aye, right?" ask again.
Zaya grew louder and only gawked at Kara's question.
"Jeez, Zaya... So right, you've been Om-om's mistress all this time, and then you're divorced because you were found out by his legal wife, and your son is now living with his stepmother?" Kara looked surprised and covered her own mouth with both palms.
Zaya who heard it also did not lose shock.
He was absolutely amazed by his best friend. In addition to often uttering silly words, Kara also often thinks strange things.
Zaya could only shake her head.
"The basis of Miss Lebay." changed Zaya who pulled Kara's forehead using her index finger.
"Eatya do not watch too often the drama is not good quality ditv. Watch a show that adds insight, so that your brain does not hallucinate often." he added.
Kara rubbed her forehead while glancing back.
"Eventually you are still playing all the secrets. Disappeared seven years, suddenly appeared in his own car. I'll be suspicious." Kara defended herself.
"My ex-husband is rich, it's true. But he's not the old bandot in the eye of the basket like you said. I also married her as a legal wife, not a mistress." Zaya looks a little upset.
Kara who was fiery now can only grin the horse.
"We divorced because there was no match. From the beginning of our marriage was only limited to his responsibility to the child I was carrying, nothing more. And why my son didn't come with me, it's because he's the only successor to my ex-husband's family."
Zaya continued her sentence in a slightly sad tone, making Kara feel somewhat guilty.
"Sorry.I don't mean to make you sad. I was too curious because suddenly now you are rich. I'm just afraid you're involved in bad things." Kara finally said.
Zaya smiled.
"It's okay. I know you're just worried about me. But you don't have to worry, I didn't do anything illegal. And that car you saw, it was the result of my own efforts." Zaya replied proudly.
"really?" Kara did not believe it.
Zaya leaned on Kara.
"So you doubt my abilities?" tanyakanya.
"Not so, I know you're not lying. It's just.., if you remember we both worked as waiters at the restaurant, it feels unbelievable." replied Kara, grimacing a little and raising both fingers a sign of peace.
Zaya fell silent and nodded.
"True too." he muttered.
"Ah, stop. Next time I tell you everything. Now I want to take you somewhere. You want a steady job, right?" ask Zaya later.
"Of course you want. But what job?" Kara asked back.
"I guarantee you'll like it. Quickly change clothes. I'll take you straight to her place." replied Zaya.
Although still wondering, Kara finally obeyed Zaya's words. As soon as Kara gets ready, they leave Kara's contract.
Zaya's car drove through the streets of the city.
Sometimes Kara glanced at Zaya who was focusing on driving. He smiles. Secretly he felt his best friend was now looking very cool. Can't believe what it's like to hear that beautiful girl next door was once just a restaurant waitress.
The wheel of life is always turning. Kara is happy to know her best friend has a better life.
After a while, they stopped in front of a cafe.
Zaya invites Kara down and into the cafe which currently looks crowded visitors.
All the cafe employees greeted Zaya respectfully, making Kara a bit confused. He wonders why Zaya looks like his boss here. Is this not his cafe? Could it be that now this friend of his had truly become a successful person?
Uncompleted Kara struggles with her thoughts, a cafe employee approaches them.
"Good morning, Mrs Boss." he said.
"Morning by noon" he added again in a joking tone.
Zaya simply responded with a smile.
"Mom Boss?" kara muttered involuntarily. Then he looked at Zaya with a question mark.
Zaya smiled back.
"This is my cafe." she finally said.
Kara looked flabbergasted with an astonished face.
"This cafe is yours?" tanyanya did not believe.
Zaya nodded.
"This cafe, and five other branches in several places" he added.
Kara was flabbergasted with her mouth gaping perfectly. Quickly he covered his mouth with a palm.
Zaya who saw that was just a small laugh.
"Come on, don't overdo it like that. I brought you here to offer you a job. Do you want to work here?" tanyakanya.
Kara seemed to be trying to calm herself down.
"What job?" tanyanya was still in shock.
Kara's back gawking.
"I? Making cookies?" tanyakanya.
Zaya nodded.
"You'll be paid a bake-maker master's fee. Then can residence and vehicle inventory as allowances, how?" tawar Zaya's.
"really?" Kara still doesn't believe me.
"Did all your employees get such a facility?" ask again.
Zaya laughed again.
"Of course not. It's just for you." he replied.
"That's it. We better talk in my room." Zaya finally said. But he had not had time to bring Kara to his room, suddenly his head felt dizzy again, and this time it throbbed so much that his eyes became dark.
Zaya oleng before finally falling unconscious.
"Zayya!!!" Kara is suffocated while holding Zaya's body.
The people in the cafe were suddenly panicked and crowded.
A male visitor who had noticed Zaya was approaching.
"Excuse me, I'm a doctor. Let me check on this lady." she said.
The crowd gave room for the man to help.
Fina, Zaya's employee orders the man to bring Zaya into her room accompanied by Kara.
The atmosphere of the cafe finally calmed down.
How long Zaya looked to open her eyes. The sharp aroma of kayuputih oil made him re-conscious.
It appears that he was lying on a sofa located in his office, accompanied by Kara and Fina.
"Zaya.., thank goodness you're sober." Kara looks relieved. Then he guided Zaya to a warm tea.
"The doctor says you fainted from exhaustion, and it looks like your stomach is empty too. You haven't eaten, have you?" ask Kara.
"You call the doctor?" Zaya asked back.
"It just so happens that one of our cafe's enders was a doctor. So he's the one who's helping." Fina helped give an answer.
Suddenly the door of the room was knocked. It was the man who helped Zaya in.
"Oh yes, Miss Zaya. This is the doctor who helped me." said Fina introduced.
Zaya smiled at the man.
"Thank you for the help" he said sincerely.
The man nodded with a smile.
"May I speak alone with Miss Zaya?" her door.
Zaya knitted her two eyebrows together.
"Why?" tanyakanya.
The man was silent for a moment.
"I want to make sure of something" he replied.
Zaya seemed to think. It seemed like there was something serious about his health that the doctor wanted to talk about in private.
"All right." muttered Zaya at last.
He signs for Kara and Fina to leave him.
Now he is alone with the doctor. The mood was quiet for a long time. Zaya became a little tense waiting for what the doctor would tell her.
"Miss Zaya, is Miss's full name Zaya Diandra?" ask the man at last.
Zaya frowned. The question was beyond belief. Zaya had thought the doctor would ask her about her health. But wait, where does the doctor know Zaya's full name?
Zaya looked at the man before her with question marks.
"Miss Zaya looks a lot like everyone I know. I just want to make sure that Miss Zaya is the same person that Zaya has been looking for." added the man.
Zaya looked flabbergasted.
He noticed the man standing in front of him. Then his eyes were fixed on the black birthmark on the back of the man's left hand.
Zaya's breath stopped immediately. His eyes were perfectly rounded with his mouth slightly open.
"Sister Evan...???"
Seriate....
Well lo...nah lo... who is Brother Evan?
Rasain Aaron, your ex looks like he's getting a new guy.πππ
Btw, the author is again considering going up again ntar malem what is not.
But if there are many votes, the author will bela2in stay up late nih( hahaha... Mode again )ππππ
Don't forget to like and comment always yes
Happy readingβ€β€β€