You'll Be Mine
Napping under supervision

Pluck up!

Zesa dropped the book in her hand. Ten minutes alone was enough to make his drowsiness disappear. He went to wash his face in the bathroom and continued reading.

Zesa sat on the balcony barefoot. His legs were cross-legged and his back was leaning against a balcony door pole made of aluminum. A cup of water lay beside him.

"Okay, let's read on," murmured Zesa while tying her long hair.

"Aron Dwiyan Wicaksana, second son. 27 Years old. Favorite food, egg omelet mixed with sausage and vegetables. Hm, simpler than her brother. Luckily, I've been used to cooking since I was in Junior High school. Cooking is a small affair" Zesa said confidently.

"Favorite drink, sweet tea, soda, lemon juice and honey. Sweet lovers. Next ... his hobbies are gym, playing guitar and singing. So curious, what does it sound like?" Zesa imagines Aron's face, but he fails. Freely trying to imagine his voice, even his face had never seen.

"Ah, it won't work. His favorite colors are gray and white. Vice CEO job. The witches and love to play women. Oh yeah .. it's awful." Zesa flipped the book after she finished reading the passage about the second child.

"Third child, Kay Hansen Wicaksana. 26 Years old. Favourite food, fruit and vegetable salads, special foods for diet." Zesa frowned slightly. Why should a man eat a low-calorie diet? Usually men need more calories for their strenuous activities. However, Kay actually ate vegetables and fruit like women who were afraid of gaining weight.

"Superficial, but it's none of my business. Favorite drink, water, lemon water. Actor's work. Favorite color, white. Hobby for traveling and hiking. Its nature is uncertain. Sometimes angry for no reason, but back well in time soon."

'Why do I feel these young masters will be a little difficult to handle?' Zesa muttered in his heart. He sipped the water in his glass until it ran out before continuing to read. His face was swept away by the wind that was blowing slowly, but very cool. There are still two adopted children whose names and characters are unknown. Zesa took a breath, then opened the next sheet.

"Ian Arya Wicaksana, 25. Favorite food, meatballs. Whoa! Finally, there is his favorite food like me. Favorite drink, ice fruit. Jobs, photographer. Favorite color, black. No hobbies. Where is there, a person who has no hobbies? Love to photograph the sunset on the mountains, beaches, and tall buildings. This what's her name? Is that not a hobby, right? Bu Sumirah must have deliberately recorded like this," Zesa grumbled as she flipped the final sheet.

"Zoe Navis Wicaksana. 24-year-old bungsu who likes to eat chicken noodles and instant noodles. His favorite drink, iced orange. Hobby to watch romantic movies. I like all colors. Chef's work. 24 Years old."

Pluck up!

Zesa closed the book she had just finished reading. Finally he finished reading the book. However, he only understood the basics.

How'd they? What's his face like? The real character? All these things cannot be ascertained only from the notes in the book.

"Have you finished reading?"

"Akh!" shouted Zesa who immediately got up from his seat. 

The book in his hand was thrown and hit the face of the man who had been watching him from the door of the room. The man was holding his nose that was bleeding from a book. He looked up so that his blood would no longer flow.

"What are you doing, huh?!"

Zesa tiptoed in shock at Zayden's cry. The eagle's eyes glared at him, making the girl tremble in fear. Until the man spoke to her again.

"When do you want to let me be like this?" ask Zayden with hardened teeth.

"Huh? Wh-what does that mean, sir?"

"At least you get a tissue or whatever it is, to wipe my blood," he replied, holding back the rising anger to the head.

"Yes, Sir!" Zesa immediately ran to the bed, picking up the tissue lying on the nightstand. "This, Sir. Im sorry. I didn't do it on purpose" Zesa said timidly.

"ach! The first day made me bleed. If it's been more than a year, maybe I could die on your hands" Zayden sneered as he cleaned up the blood on his hands and nose.

"So .. are you teaching me in my own home? This is my home and I'm free to go anywhere, including to your room" Zayden replied with a cynical smile.

Zesa gaped in disbelief. Is that true? If the rules are like that, it means that Zesa is not safe to live there. What if this man in front of him suddenly walked into his room in the middle of the night?

"No!" Zesa suddenly shouted imagining such a terrible thing. 

"Shhh! It's noisy! Make me some coffee and take it to my room!"

Zayden leaves Zesa's room, leaving the girl still shocked by the man's rules. 'Can't! I should always lock my room if I want to be safe. Now, it's better to make a cup of coffee.' Zesa went to the kitchen and made bitter coffee according to what was written in the book.

 However, until he twice delivered coffee to Zayden's room, the man disliked the taste of his coffee. Zesa was about to deliver the third cup of coffee. "If it still doesn't suit his taste, I'll add vinegar to it all" said Zesa, who was standing in front of Zayden's room.

"Your coffee, sir," Zesa said before opening the door.

"Bring in!"

Chequek!

Zesa opened the door. Three times he went into Zayden's room, but he was still embarrassed to meet the man face to face. The relaxed sitting pose with the body wrapped only in a bathrobe, made the girl's face red. Zesa could see the man's chest freely, until his entire body was hot.

"It's still not fitting. Make again!"

"Hey! I've been three times back and forth up and down the stairs, just to make coffee. Why not just make it yourself?" ask Zesa who is upset.

"Helper governs employer. That's great," Zayden sneered as he put the cup to the table.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean that, sir. I don't know what your taste is like, so~"

"Two spoons of coffee, no less no more," cut Zayden tells the taste of the coffee he used to drink.

"Well! Oh, okay. Why didn't you say it in the first place?" asked Zesa with pursed lips.

"You think it's easy to get a big paycheck" Zayden slid with a faint smile.

'Eh! He was pretty sweet when he smiled. While trying to imagine this man smiling, it felt very strange. But, it turned out that she had a pretty sweet smile.'

"Dreaming? Tempted by my good looks?" zayden asked with a cold look.

"No, Mister. I already have a future husband" Zesa replied, showing her her mother's wedding ring. The mother placed the ring on Zesa's ring finger because it was the size of the girl's finger. However, it turned out that the ring could be his experience now.

"ach! Ugly rings alone are proud," Zayden sneered while grieving in annoyance. "Away there! Make the right coffee. If it's wrong again, I'll give you punishment!" 

Zesa ran fast. Zayden had not even finished his remark when the girl ran over and closed the door of the room in a hurry. Zayden laughed. It was like getting a new toy that was very interesting. 

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