Zena: The Last Fight
The Arrival of the Chendrik Family

A twenty-three-year-old girl, she was small in stature, with a beautiful and childish face running around the courtyard of a large mansion belonging to the top of the spy team headquarters, the Eagle Eyes. His long hair he tied a ponytail messy because it was blown freely. His eyes were narrow and small framed by simple feathers. The eyebrows are not dense, but have a perfect curved line like a crescent moon. A small nose that is sharp, equipped with natural red thin lips.

His white skin increasingly shines when sunlight hits the surface. Her smile was dazzling, her soft voice was electrifying the hearts of the men who heard it. The legs of the ladder are not tired of running here and here pulling a small rope that binds a kite. He tried to fly the object, followed by a ten-year-old boy who relentlessly shouted at him. Giving support and encouragement, her tiny legs came running around, chasing the girl.

"Come, Brother! Pull on, fly away soon. I can definitely!" exclaimed the boy, laughing, looking at the brother who could not fly a kite in his hand.

The laughter of the two sounded innocent, their faces also looked innocent without sin. Behind a glass window, a pair of eyes stared unblinkingly. Sharp and full of mystery, his heart was struggling on its own about the girl running around with his son.

She looked innocent and innocent, it was impossible for such a weak-looking girl to have such extraordinary abilities. Chendrik, head of the headquarters, thirty-five years.

His heart murmured, the eagle's eyes still focused on the beautiful and innocent figure in the courtyard of his mansion. Chendrik turned back to his own study. Lately, too many cases have happened. The most striking thing was the case of kidnapping a young girl like the beautiful girl in the mansion's courtyard.

He opened sheet by sheet reports from the headquarters, the mafia back in action. It was his job as a leader to solve all the problems one after another. Chendrik pressed his temples that felt pulsating. Closing back all reports and dropping the back on the seat backrest.

"Silent brother, Cheo. Try to fly" said Zena, giving the kite to the boy who laughed at her. He fell down on the grass, resting on both hands. Sweat flooded her beautiful face, her white skin seemed to glow with sweat.

A car roared, stopping both of them. Cheo, who was preparing to fly the kite, stepped slowly towards Zena who had been sitting upright.

"Who, Brother?" Zena shook her head with a wrinkled forehead. He had no idea who was coming. A woman is almost old, a young man may not be much different in age with Zena, also a beautiful and sexy girl with makeup that envy every woman who sees her.

The three of them stepped over to the place where Zena and Cheo were. The girl was indifferent, looking back at the sky leaving her face buffeted by the sun. Unexpectedly, the three men came to Cheo.

"Hallo, are you Chendrik's son? Very handsome," the almost old woman asked as she rubbed Cheo's cheek.

"Sorry, who are you? How do you know me?" Cheo asked back. His narrow forehead frowned, he slightly moved away from the woman. Zena who was sitting not far away, took a quick glance and let them chat with the boy.

"I'm Your Grandma. Your face looks a lot like her, where's your dad? Grandma wanted to meet him," said the woman gently.

"He's inside," Cheo replied briefly as he moved his head pointing inside the house.

The woman claiming to be Cheo's grandmother frowned as her eyes looked at the relaxed looking Zena. His gaze was obstructed, not liking to see the cool Zena sitting alone. He straightened up and walked over to the disrespectful girl.

"Hey, you're paid my son not to relax. What if something happens to my granddaughter? I'll have Chendrik fire you because you're not a babysitter!" hardik the middle-aged woman while kicking the small arm of Zena that she used to support the body.

The girl's mouth was gaping, she glanced at it with eyes flickering between her hands and the woman's feet. How dare he kick my hand!

A second later, Zena realized something. He glanced at the other two, apparently they wanted to play around. All right, just follow the plot they made.

The jaws of the three fell, they were shocked to see the brash attitude of a girl they considered the nanny.

"You ...!" her wrath restrained. Both hands clenched until his old veins sprung to the surface.

Zena waved her indifferent hand continuously stepping to the back of the mansion, towards her own room. Separated from the main mansion, he single-handedly mingled with the workers despite being respected.

"Damn!" Cheo chuckled little looking at the annoyance on the old face.

"Already, Mom. We better go see Brother," said the young man who came with them to end the emotion of the old woman. He nodded, walking in with directions from Cheo. An unexpected meeting for Chendrik.

"Hi, Mother's son! Mother's proud son! How are you doing, son?" exclaimed the middle-aged woman as she looked at Chendrik in the living room, she hugged her son without hesitation. He also kissed the man's face making him grimace.

"I'm good, Mom. Why did Mom come here? I invited Sebastian to help with the problem" asked Chendrik unhappily. Because, the woman with a glamorous appearance was always troublesome.

Since when has this woman been nice to me? Is it because I am rich now? Huh ....

Chendrik sighed silently, staring at the lazy woman who was the most meritorious in his life.

"Of course to give you support. I cannot sit at home, just waiting for you who are struggling to create peace. A mother should be a force for her children. I want to be a force for you. I will pray for safety and success for both of you. Hmh ...."

"Where's Mom's room? I want to rest, don't forget to bring Mom the waiter. Three!" he said that had paused for a moment and shamelessly asked Chendrik.

The man who served as the head of the headquarters held his breath looking at the mother's never-changing attitude. He snapped his fingers, two servants came over.

"Take my mother to her room, get three servants to serve her!" his words were immediately obeyed by the servant. The two quickly brought Mom's suitcase to her room.

"I'll call the maid to serve you, Madam," she said, bowing as she walked out of the room and closed the door slowly.

"Wah .. it turns out that the child of the unlucky bearer is now successful. He has a house this big and I don't know anything. Fuckin' shit!" he cursed with a happy expression as he circled around the sizable room space.

"I'll settle here and take possession of his property. After all he's a widower, no one regulates his finances, right? Let me take care of it, baby." He laughed happily. Putting himself on the bed waiting for the waiter to come.

"You can choose the room you want!" chendrik's orders to the two people still standing there. Chendrik turned around and went back into his study with Cheo.