Annoying Ex-Boyfirend
Morning Guest Day

Zevanna was blindfolded when she opened her eyes and checked her phone there were dozens of missed calls and messages from her mother who asked her to go to the boutique. And, Zevanna was getting more and more overwhelmed when she called back, but her mother's number was off.

"Hopefully nothing happened to Mama" please Zevanna did not reduce her anxiety at all. While walking to the elevator, he ordered a bulge to take him to his mother's boutique.

Arriving there, the bad prejudice in Zevanna's headstone increasingly becomes to see the state of the quiet boutique is also messy. What the hell's been going on? Is it okay for her mom's boutique to run out of robbery, then her mom and the others to be hostages?

The girl walked over. Afraid that the robber would still be there and he would be taken hostage. His eyes scanned alertly. Zevanna tilted her head before entering the room which was located slightly inward, where her mother usually received guests.

"Zevanna!"

"Akkkhh!" Zevanna spontaneously screamed to hear her name called and her shoulders patted. When he turned around, there was Nadira behind him.

"Why are you kayaking that?"

"M-take Nadira," Zevanna gulped, "so Mama missed calling me a lot. I called back and was not active. And I was shocked just up to here the condition is like this. This is why, Mother? Mama's okay, right? Where is your mom now?"

Nadira gave a thin smile, and then invited Zevanna to sit down to hear a story about what happened a few hours ago.

Gwen is ready. Stand in front of the camera with a white cloth background mounted in such a way. So supple, the girl did a wide variety of styles. Making a smile on Melisa's lips expands perfectly to see it.

Change second clothes, Gwen get out of her place. Replace Olive who has been ready with a kimono-modeled top with a touch of batik on one side and brocade at the waist. Jayden gave his thumbs up, a sign that Olive had been standing at the right point.

The next second, the camera blitz lit up. One shot, two shots, then when Olive changed the third pose, that's when an unexpected life-threatening event happened. The ceiling above the girl knows ambrol and about the model. Olive immediately groaned in pain and the woman cried out hysterically to find blood running down her head.

The atmosphere became less conducive as Keynara, who was afraid of blood, fainted when she found out what had just happened. While Jayden immediately sees Olive heading to the car to be taken to the hospital, Melisa calls Zevanna.

"Thank you, Ze!" Melisa clucked in annoyance.

"Tante, want to go to the hospital?"

Melisa turned her head and immediately nodded at Jayden's question just now. Obviously he should come. He was responsible for this, so he called Zevanna in the hope that the boy would handle the clutter of boutiques today.

"I'm coming, Auntie!" priscilla exclaimed hurriedly, just before Melisa and Jayden got into the car.

Although somewhat objectionable as well as strange because of disinterest, Melisa who is lazy to argue is forced to breed. "Yes, hurry!"

Priscilla excitedly increased the speed of the road, then sat down next to Jayden. While in the back seat there is Melisa who holds Olive who constantly complains of dizziness.

Upon arrival at the hospital, while waiting for Olive to be treated, Melisa again tried to contact Zevanna who again and again did not get an answer. The messages he sent were also not read. The youngest was really testing patience.

"Certainly, where is Keynara now, Ma'am?" ask Zevanna.

"Keynara was brought home by Gwen with Bobby not long after the kiss."

Zevanna round her lips. If everything's been handled, why did Mama contact him? "Sir Nad, do you know why Mama called me?"

"If that, I don't know much, Ze. Try following her Miss Melisa to the hospital. He still seems to be there."

The infirmary? See Jayden, dong? Dih, really males!

After making up her mind, Zevanna said goodbye and left her mother's boutique. He's not going to the hospital. Find his name dead if you go there. Zevanna will be waiting for her mother at home. After all, her mother was fine as well.

In the end, Zevanna surrendered after waiting for the next hour and a half, but her mother had not yet shown her arrival. Zevanna went to the room assuring her that tomorrow might be more appropriate to talk about today.

Zevanna woke up earlier than usual. In addition to bathing and doing the morning skincare routine, he also had to prepare mentally before meeting his mother. Moreover, a few minutes ago, when his ears caught the clattering of footsteps, Zevanna who peeked through the gap of the door of the room could see how scary the face of the mother. His voice while commanding Mbok Diah made tea is also no less creepy.

Zevanna shuddered in horror. But anyway, he has to face it. The girl went down the stairs, towards the dining table. And true, his mother immediately looked at him sharply blatantly. Instantly the guts of Zevanna ciut.

"It's also you" said Melisa cynically before sipping her jasmine tea. "Where was yesterday?"

"I ...."

"Sick friends immediately respond, parents are affected by disaster contacted hard to ask for forgiveness," Melisa cut. "Why not go to the hospital? Didn't Nadira give you advice for nyusulin Mama?"

Fucking Jayden, inner Zevanna hates half dead. If the man had not appeared in his mother's life, this would not have happened.

"Zee!"

"I won't bring a car, Ma. What's going there? Which is even troublesome. I waited for Mama last night, but Mama didn't come home so I slept first. Ze knows, Ze's wrong. Ze's sorry." With Zevanna replacing my word with her name, it was a sign that she really felt guilty.

However, it was not that easy for Melisa to forgive him. Slowly but surely he had to make Zevanna jump into the world of fashion that he has been doing for decades. Because if not, who else will continue the results of his hard work that can now be said to just reap the results.

The masterpiece produced by Boutique de Charme is indeed no doubt after last year some of Melisa's dress designs were worn by top Indonesian artists in music and film awards shows.

"You already know, right, what happened to Mama's boutique?"

Zevanna.

"Mama plans to renovate everything so that yesterday's kayak event does not happen again, and of course Mama will be very busy. So, Mama asked to stay in your MUA job and instead help Mama at least until the wedding dress exhibition."

"No! Nope! I don't want to!" Zevanna reflexes shakes.

"You want to forgive Mama, don't you?"

"But, Maaaa ...."

"The decision is in your hands. But, I guess you don't have to bother, huh. I'll move to Adrian's house if you don't agree with Mama's terms." After saying so, Melisa left the dining table.

Hearing her father's name being dragged, Zevanna scowled angrily. This problem has nothing to do with Papa, so why should his mother say that? Doesn't the mother realize that her words hurt the child's heart?

Despite being divorced, Zevanna has never made them an escape alternative if there is a problem with one of the two.

And again, help her mother's work? Although she likes fashion, Zevanna loves the world of make up more than anything else. One day, Zevanna wanted to be known to many people because she was a make up artist, not a boutique owner's son who continued his mother's business. It doesn't sound bad, but having your own ideals doesn't hurt either, right?

Zevanna's disarray was finally forced to be removed because her house bell rang. "Mdude?" He called his house assistant.

There is no lawfulness. A moment later, Zevanna just remembered if the clock like this Mbok Diah went to the market through the side door. With a heavy heart he moved.

Zevanna walked to the main door of her house and opened it. At first, his expression was ordinary before then his guest turned around, facing him. Zevanna's body suddenly stiffened. His tongue was faintly looking at the man who stared back at him without blinking.

Jayden's?