'Cold Mafia Girl'
chapter 6 Puzzle

Zia who was on the way was just silent and daydreaming he did not realize that Zayn brought him to his house. Zayn takes Zia to his house because he does not know where the girl's house is and during the trip.

The girl looked dreamy, Zayn who saw it was reluctant to ask the girl's house.

when the bike stopped Zia again patiently, and looking around him looked foreign he also frowned.

" Where?" ask Zia.

" My house"

Zia who heard that was nearing annoyed in her chest, why did the man even bring her to the man's house.

Zia immediately got off Zayn's motorbike and moved towards the gate of Zayn's house, Zayn who saw it twitched his forehead and immediately got off the bike.

" Where are you going?" ask Zayn.

" Home home" Zia replied without turning her head towards Zayn and still stepping towards the gate.

" I'll be anther, I'll change my clothes first"

" I'm not afraid, I can do it myself"

Zayn was upset and following Zia he then blocked Zia's hand and pulled her into his house.

Zia who was pulled suddenly his body was about to stagger just that Zia could compensate him. Zia followed Zayn's footsteps due to the man's strong grip, instead Zia could not rebel.

But he knew, if he forced to release the check on his hand it would make his hand reddened and the scar on his wrist would be scratched again so he just complied.

When he entered Zayn's house along with Zayn's mother who came down from the top floor.

" Zayn just came home to you" said mamah Zayn as he stepped closer to Zayn.

Zia who heard the voice of the middle-aged woman circulated her neutrals towards the owner of her voice.

'Deg

" that's "the murmur of Zia in the heart

Zia was surprised to see this middle-aged woman in front of her.

" yes, Iyah mah, just stopped by the headquarters of the army " replied Zayn while kissing the middle-aged woman's hand.

" ha? so this mother is Zayn's mother" Zia asked inwardly.

" Who are you taking this?" ask mama Zayn

" friend"

" It's beautiful, so you kidnap her?"

" No, ma'am what the hell was Zayn's kidnap people's children"

" Who's your name is pretty?" ask Mamah Zayn to Zia

" Zia" he answered.

" This voice.." murmured mamah Zayn.

" I am Zayn's mother, Rosa Adhitama" said Mamah Zayn as he held out his hand.

True, he did not mistakenly recognize people even though he only met once.

Seeing that Zia was just silent Rosa slightly frowned while looking at Zayn for a moment, the girl in front of her was like Zayn only in the female version.

" Yeah here sit down first, consider your own house well definitely cape will run out of school" said Rosa while guiding Zia Kesofa in the living room.

Zia just kept quiet and followed him clearly into a glance.

he was confused about having to behave how he never interacted with other people except just working partners, he never socialized with many people.

" where do you live?" rosa asked after the two sat down.

" Home" Zia replied instantly made Rosa stunned, yes she knew everyone was staying at home but that was not the point.

when Rosa saw Zia's eyes she seemed to remember someone, those eyes were exactly the eyes of someone she knew.

Rosa began to closely observe the girl's face and she noticed a resemblance to someone she knew, and her voice was exactly the same as the person Rosa had been referring to, even Rosa feels the voice of this girl is the same as the hacker she met yesterday who made her curious.

" whose parents you may know" asked Rosa trying to find out who knew would help her.

" I don't know" Zia replied with a small voice but still heard in Rosa's ear.

" you don't have parents?" rosa asked carefully afraid of offending the beautiful girl next to her.

Zia looked into Rosa's eyes and just spread her shoulders. From the look of Zia Rosa's eyes can conclude that there is a wound from the look of Zia's eyes that he was trying to cover.

But Rosa's maternal instinct is very deep, she can feel that there are wounds neatly stored by this beautiful girl in front of her.

he was eager to embrace and embrace this beautiful girl.

" Em, how did you get home with Zayn, Zia?" ask Rosa gently.

Zia was stunned, only this time there was someone who called her softly all this time she had been hearing her name called out with a firm, high tone, rough and sounded like a circus.

" A. I, the motorcycle tire is leaking" Zia replied slightly stammered, whether she was very nervous about the current situation, her fingernails paled for some reason she was so groggy at the moment.

" Your motorcycle tire is leaking, all right wait for Zayn for a moment, Zia would like a drink or would you like to eat?"

let's say Zia is tacky but that's the fact the beautiful girl never got the call from anyone including her own real father.

" No need t.ante, thank you" Zia hesitated to call the middle-aged woman in front of her, really Zia never used that call Zia like a human who just came out of the cave.

Rosa wanted to ask again but stopped because she saw Zayn had come.

" Feed it out first I anter you" said Zayn flatly

" well, we better eat first, let's go Zia" continued Rosa.

" No need, you guys who eat me will just wait or I go home alone no problem" replied Zia.

" No, you have to eat and I'm not going to go home alone" said Zayn firmly and blocked Zia's hand tightly.

Rosa who saw it then decomposed Zia's hair gently.

" come eat well son, you guests in this house mamah will be sad if mamah can not entertain you".

Zayn who was treated gently like this was just silently staring, he was confused by this kind of situation, he felt a strange sigh in him, no matter what kind of turmoil this was.

Zia looked at Rosa, Rosa smiled sweetly and nodded her head.

finally Zia nodded at Zayn and obeyed the will of the mother and child.

next they went to the dinner table and had lunch together. No conversation, no silence, they eat with wisdom.

The real Rosa wants to ask Zia a lot of things because she feels awkwardness and curiosity about who Zia is and who Zia's family is.

But Rosa does not want the girl to feel uncomfortable with him until she will approach Zia slowly after the lunch is over Zayn will take Zia home.

" Mah, Zayn said anterin Zia" said Zayn

" yes be careful well do not speed, do not let the blisters of the Zianya" said Rosa softly.

" aunty, thank you for the meal" Zia told Rosa her tone was not as flat as before but still flat even if only a little.

Rosa smiled and stroked Zia's hair.

" Both beautiful, may we meet again"

again and again Zia felt a strange thing in her, getting soft attention like this was a strange thing for Zia.

......................

" My antenna to my motorcycle place" said Zia now both are on the road above Zayn mator of course.

" Why?" ask Zayn behind his helmet while still focusing on driving.

" Huh?" asked Zia, for some reason after having extracted with her mamah Zayn made Zia Little bolot.

" Why not go straight to your house?"

" No papah, after all there is no way my bike has not been stretched, mumpung again outside so all you do.

Zayn nodded according to the girl's will either she was lazy to argue at this time.

Not long after 2o minutes of travel they arrived at the workshop where the Zia motor was repaired.

it looks like the bike is ready, but when Zia wants to pay the administration turned out to have been paid Zia turned to look at Zayn who was still on his own bike and approached Zayn.

" Nih" said Zia to put money on Zayn.

Zayn who finally understood shook his head

" Not to "

" Ck, I don't want to owe people the same so you accept this"

" once no yes no, Zia Aliana" said Zayn firmly by pressing his name, after which the man returned on his motorcycle and wearing a helmet.

" Let's go home, I'll follow you from behind"

" no need, mening you go home I can myself "push Zia and go to the bike.

But Zayn is not his name if not stubborn, Zayn still waiting for Zia, after seeing Zia was ready to leave, Zayn was so.

Zia blames the bike followed by Zayn as well when Zia launched his bike Zayn followed him from behind Zia.

Zia who saw Zayn following him was snorting annoyed, the man was very stubborn. Zia couldn't possibly let the man know his house could be a mess.

what if he knows the real family.

Zia also drove the bike fast, but apparently the man did not want to lose.

Zia who was furious finally wanted to outwit Zayn, he headed to the highway more rame with a motorbike, Zia passed the car" on the highway with a zigzag pattern, Zia, when he looked at Zayn's rearview bearable" left after Zia immediately turned her motorbike into a small alley.

Zia looked at her rearview again and there was no sign of Zayn appearing behind her, Zia also saw there was a turn and returned to the road that would lead to her home.

Zayn who looks ahead doesn't get Zia growling behind his helmet.

damn he lost track of Zia. He did not think that Zia is reliable in motor, he was like a racer for the size of women is quite amazing, making Zayn more curious who Zia really is, because he did not find the figure of Zia , ' he said ,

Zayn turned around and went back to his house.