Zaara

Zaara
chapter 17. togetherness


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the next day...


Sagara woke up earlier that day, then he looked down the stairs.


tap...


tap...


tap...


walk towards the dining room,,,


"waiter!!" call Sagara.


not long after the waiter arrived,,,


"good morning young master, what do you need!?" bow the waiter.


"is Zaara awake?" sagara asked the waiter.


"young lady seems to be still asleep, I will see Miss Zaara after this" the maid replied.


"well, you can go"


Sagara was sitting at the dinner table, he would have breakfast first, for some reason he did not want to see Zaara first.


after finishing breakfast Sagara returned to his room to prepare ready to go to work.


tap...


tap..


tap..


some time Sagara prepared to be ready and then he came back down with neat clothes.


"waiter!" call Sagara sonorous.


the servant ran over to Sagara, and,,,


"yes young master?" ask the waiter who was in front of Sagara.


"tell Zaara, today I go to the office first, and ask her to wait, maybe I will come home late today, tell her that" Sagara said.


"well young master, according to your orders" Bow the waiter.


then Sagara left without seeing Zaara first.


tap..


tap..


Sagara walked out and entered his car...


vroom...!!!


in Zaara's room...


"miss Zaara I would like to convey a message from the young master, if the young master has now gone to work"


after Zaara wakes up, the servant helps Zaara clean up.


***


the night has come...


zaara is outside the room, waiting for Sagara to arrive...


Zaara stared out the living room window, next to her was a large pool surrounded by lights that looked more beautiful.


"humm...!!" what was on the girl's mind.


it never occurred to Zaara, going back to this house, first after he asked to leave the house he thought if there would be no reason to step on this house again.


but Zaara is wrong, apparently who knows a fateful reunion with Sagara.


the man asks Zaara to come to his life, an unlikely dream a wish that Zaara initially fears.


Zaara smiled, thinking back to how Sagara came to her and said that sentence.


tap..!!


tap..!!


but...!!


Sagara, who had arrived earlier, walked closer to Zaara.


he was puzzled as to why Zaara smiled to herself at the pool.


"Zaara what's wrong?"


sagara's arrival took Zaara by surprise


while smiling, Zaara answered the question,,


"no young master" he answered briefly.


"then why are you smiling here?" ask Sagara again


"no, it's just that I'm thinking" he said softly


"thought? what are you thinking" Zaara smiled and looked back at the pool


"i was just thinking about our meeting, then everything we've been through this final end" Zaara replied honestly.


"then why are you smiling Zaara?" sagara said she still doesn't understand why Zaara is smiling.


"just remember, then that day do you remember how you asked me to be in your life?" zaara smiled and turned to Sagara


"i'm just an ordinary girl meeting you that's an impossibility to me" the voice sounded even more soft.


"sir, do I deserve to be with you" asked Zaara, staring at Sagara


that face...Sagara doesn't understand the expression, what does the girl think?, but Sagara begins to understand if Zaara just doesn't want it if her expectations end up hurting.


Sagara was just silent, he also thought if he became Zaara maybe he would not be easy to trust the person he had not met for a long time.


then I asked him to be with her


if you think about it, it is an impossibility.


but here Sagara really wants the girl with him.


"Would it be that if you heard my answer, it would make you trust me more, open to me more?" sagara asked, now he also wants a certainty, he wants the woman slowly land becomes his.


before that Sagara took a long breath...


"huhmmm....!!!"


"The first thing you should remember is that if you were the first girl ever in my heart" Sagara looked into those eyes, he wanted Zaara to see once again the sincerity of her heart.


"second, you're more than perfect you're a different girl than that woman, you're a simple girl, always smiling for who you are and not wanting possessions" again he breathed.


"hmmmm. and the last one is...." Sagara paused for a moment he bowed his body parallel to Zaara then sagara said.


"please believe me, what is in my heart that sometimes I am like a man who is not sane Zaara, when you see that you have to suffer, what is the reason? I don't understand with my own heart the trouble I take away those feelings"


"then what happened? I didn't get the answer, but I finally realized that it was a feeling that grew for you" she continued in a clear and determined voice, Sagara staring at Zaara.


with a voice that almost sounded weak, Sagara said,,


"so if now you still doubt your own feelings, but I beg you never to think of leaving" he asked very softly.


hushed....


only silence remained, Sagara's words were like arrows pierced right in his heart.


then Zaara smiled and said,,,


"i've got the answer, as my young master will also struggle to believe again, sir thank you for this feeling" Zaara said with a smile.


now he also has to try to convince himself to be more accepting and get to know Sagara.


"thank you for accepting my shortcomings and thank you for waiting" said Zaara again with happiness and haru.


Sagara returned that smile,,


"so do you want to be willing to be in my life surrounded by many enemies, at all times surrounded by many dangers?" sagara asked, he will also be frank if he has many enemies.


"and facing challenges together" Sagara stared expectantly.


Zaara just nodded,, though,,


"i won't let you down for ever knowing me"


"if this girl had been my wife, I would have embraced that body with all my soul" said Sagara.


the night was very beautiful for Sagara, because he had gained certainty from Zaara and now he would love the girl more, even though he had not heard the confession from Zaara.


...ΩΩΩ...


tomorrow morning....


"where are our young masters going?"ask Zaara.


Since the morning Sagara had woken up, either because his heart was happy again, he thought to bring Zaara to the street, shopping for Zaara's needs at home.


"we're going to go shopping for your needs" he replied


"no need young master" said Zaara briefly.


Sagara looked at Zaara...


"don't deny me Zaara, you will be here forever after this I will marry you" said Sagara made Zaara a little embarrassed, Sagara's words made Zaara's heart beat fast.


"who will marry you" said Zaara embarrassed but heard judes.


"ouh. so this lady has been brave with me apparently, has dared to reject me" said Sagara with a thin smiling facial expression.


Zaara was about to run but, Sagara preceded her blocking Zaara's path


"Hahaha...!!my master is joking, please let me go"


"letting you go will never and never expect to get away from me"


"well young master, it is enough that my body is still not recovered properly if the young master continues to pursue me it will hurt me" said Zaara looking for reasons not to be pursued by Sagara.


"alright, now I let you go, but there's no next time" Sagara said, then he immediately took Zaara out to shop.


en route...


Zaara was just silent while looking out, looking at the scenery in front of her.


about 20 minutes on the way they finally arrived at the city shopping center.


Citt's.....!!


the car stopped right in front of the plaza, then Sagara, Zaara and a few bodyguards came inside..


tap..


tap..


tap..


along the street the woman and the stap plaza were watching Sagara with sparkling eyes.


"kyyaa.it's Mr. Sagara, very handsome!!"


Zaara who heard the admiration can only smile thinly, it seems she should also be able to get used to when walking with Sagara who always get such a gaze.


"hmmm...!!"


"hehehe...Zaara you have to get used to it" whispered Sagara holding a tickle in her heart when she saw Zaara's expression.


"yes, it looks like I'm getting used to it" said Zaara briefly.


"hahahaha" Sagara chuckles amusedly


they headed to the clothing store and ignored all those gazes.


"Zaara choose what you like" Sagara wants to buy Zaara new clothes.


"your master doesn't have to do this, Zaara's clothes are no, don't buy" Zaara replied rather objectively, after all it's not necessary, Zaara thought.


"don't refuse Zaara, if you refuse I'll buy all this for you" Sagara said.


"AH!! Zaara looked up to hear Sagara's words.


"well.. I will choose" Zaara replied finally in a forced-sounding tone.


"basic strange man, I refuse he would instead


bring me a shop" muttered Zaara.


Zaara also looked at the clothes consisting of shar'i clothes, skirts, tops or gamis.


"all of this is so beautiful how I chose it" Zaara thought confusedly and when Zaara saw the price of the clothes it made Zaara even harder to choose.


"Zaara what's wrong?" asked Sagara who had noticed Zaara


"is there nothing you like?" ask Sagara again.


"no.no young master is not like that.just...." Zaara quickly shook her head.


"it's just that these clothes are so beautiful, I got confused choosing them" Zaara continued quickly.


"then choose everything, then you can wear everything"


heh!!, how easily this young master said such a thing.


"the young master's name is redundant"


"all right I will choose this one" he continued, he really did not want if Sagara bought all that.


"well, whatever you want" and then they'll go next place,,,,, uh,,,


Zaara was exhausted, like an open wound


"akh.is my wound open, very painful"


"what's Zaara why is your face so painful?"


"is your wound open" sure when Sagara saw on Zaara's back, there was a bloodstain there


it's his fault, how could he forget that Zaara's wounds could have been opened again


Sagara rushed to bring Zaara back home.


arriving home...


tap..


tap..


tap..


"Zaara quickly sat here" when he arrived at Sagara's house immediately brought Zaara to the room


"SERVANT!!!.. WAITER!!" shouts Sagara, shouts Sagara,


the waiter came over


"what's the matter young master?"


"give Zaara warm water for her to drink" Sagara ordered


"well" the waiter rushed into the kitchen.


tut...tut....tuttt!!!Sagara called the doctor.


"the doctor came quickly, I gave him ten minutes" he said as the phone was connected.


you strange man, does he not think if the road is jammed, but he asks to arrive soon in a short time.


Not long after the doctor came, no, no,,,


tap..


tap..


tap...


"why are you so long" said Sagara.


"forgive me young master"the woman doctor was already very upset with the nature of her young master that he just apologized, then immediately checked Zaara.


"how are you, miss?" ask the doctor


"well" Zaara replied smiling


"well, I'll check on you, lady, please turn around" and then the doctor will treat the wound.


"how is he doing?" ask Sagara riled up


well that's what's going to happen if Zaara gets sick.


"sir is calm, Miss Zaara is fine, only the wound was open again, so for a while do not let the lady do something that makes her wound open again" replied the doctor


after completing his duties, the doctor left the residence...


kriett....!!! the door to the room is open.


tap..


tap..


Sagara walked towards Zaara...


"Zaara" Sagara said as he looked at Zaara straight, there was a hint of guilt in his heart.


"yes sir"


"forgive me I shouldn't have taken you away, now you must be in a lot of pain" Sagara said as he walked towards Zaara.


"don't feel that way, I'm fine" Zaara said with a smile convincing Sagara not to feel guilty about her.


Sagara became very anxious, after this Zaara would not do anything before his wound was completely healed, Sagara thought.


***


the atmosphere of the afternoon was very comfortable, with cool air hitting the face.


woosh...!!


woosh...!!


a cool wind hit the surrounding foliage, hit the tree plan neatly arranged and beautiful.


Zaara sat in the garden...


he is very bored because it has been 3 days since he was home, not allowed by Sagara to do daily activities.


"hmmm....!!!" Zaara sighed.


a waiter approached her,,


tap...


tap...


tap...


"sorry my lady is bothering you, does the lady want anything?" the waiter asked with a smile towards Zaara.


"no thanks bi, but Zaara is very bored here" replied Zaara kindly.


the waiter smiled at Zaara, thinking that Zaara was a very nice girl, very friendly to all the servants.


"mon bored, huh? do you want to hear a story about the young master" said the maid.


"story, may "answer Zaara he became a little curious about the story of Sagara.


"before when the young master was little, I remember if the young master was a very tearful person"


"really, very unexpected!" said Zaara while chuckling amusedly.


"the former master was always left by the mistress to take care of his work, so the young master was always sad" the butler continued.


hearing those words made Zaara a little surprised, then Zaara changed her expression.


"then after the young master began to grow in adolescence he became the figure he is now, starting to care about others, being cold"


"so when the young master was little he had experienced something like that" Zaara became sorry for what Sagara experienced.


"but bi, I've heard that the young master and master Andreas were close when they were children?"


"true miss, at that time Mr. Andreas along with his grandfather came to this house to visit, master Andreas was very cheerful and active in contrast to the young master who was always crying, who was always crying, but the young master turned cold towards the little lord Andreas"


"so it is" Zaara nodded her head.


"miss are you still bored?"


"no bi, thanks for the aunt story" Zaara felt better, the story made her miss Sagara.


"all right, my lady has to finish my job first, if there's anything just call Miss"


after that the manger left,,,


somewhere else...


"sir is there anything you need again" asked Andreas


now they are in a Sagara family clothing boutique, Hell there wants to buy clothes for his Daddy's birthday party.


"no, wrap up everything that has been selected and just send it home" Sagara left, he wanted to go home soon to meet with Zaara


"good"


all day he did not meet Zaara because he was busy with his work.


seriate...