Another Chance
Chapter 61

Zoya smiled at the food she had just made with the chefs. Today, he will visit the set where Nio is. The man asks Zoya to come with him while watching the filming.

Zoya thought there was no way she could bring her bare hands there. Can be tengsin an executive wife producer came without bringing anything. So, Zoya with the chef is also a waiter making enough food to carry.

Time shows at eleven o'clock. Zoya was ready with her appearance that looked so beautiful. He came out of the room, approaching Jessica who was holding Rasya.

"Loh, it's neat. Where are you going?" asked Saira who just came down from the top floor.

"You go to the set. Mas Nio asked me to come," replied Zoya who grabbed the child in her cradle.

"To the set?" ask Saira to shine. "Can I come? I'm bored at home, "persuade the girl to her sister-in-law.

Zoya glanced at the watch in her hand. "Fifteen minutes, I wait," said the mother of one child.

"Okay, just five minutes I'm ready." Saira turned back and ran up to the top floor where her room was.

"Hey, be careful," cried Zoya who saw her sister-in-law's leg tripping. The girl just laughed and waved her hand.

"That girl, there's nothing," Zoya shook her head at Saira's behavior.

"Miss Saira is indeed cheerful, Madam. He was also quite pity." Jessica says.

"Pity? why?" ask Zoya confused. Saira is the favorite son of Qalas Bagaskara. What is to be pitied?

"Since the past, Miss has had no close friends. Madam can see Miss Saira is always at home. Besides college, the activities are no longer there," said Jessica who made Zoya look at him.

"Is it because of Papa's possessiveness?" ask Zoya curiously.

"Rubber, Mistress. The Great Lord does not like his children to have close friends. Because he said no one can be trusted. Doctor Zidane is the only person who can be a friend of Mr. Nio, it is because he is still a distant brother of Mr. Qalas. It is very difficult to enter the Bagaskara family without the permission of the Great Lord" Jessica replied again.

"Pity too, yeah. Saira never goes anywhere. Sometimes he always follows me or Mama" Zoya said with a sad look. He did not expect, behind the status of a child conglomerate, Saira must live in the shadow of parents, let alone can not be what he wants. Nothing is perfect in this world.

Before long, Saira came up with her casual appearance. The girl actually took five minutes to look at her sister-in-law in disbelief.

Wearing only black jeans, plain pink sweatshirt and black levis jacket and black hoods, as well as white sneakers, the girl did not even polish her face. He just let it go plain. It is very different from the brother-in-law who has to look full.

"Why bengong? Come on!" Saira pulled her brother's hand towards the waiting car.

"Well, sure to use a limousine? It seems too conspicuous, Brother," said Saira who stared at the luxury car waiting at the main door.

"Why? If not used for what is purchased?" ask Zoya wonder.

"Yes, anyway. But to get to the set, it was very striking. We'll use that one, cooler." Saira pointed to her brother's black sports car.

"You have a lot of requests" Zoya lamented.

"I'll drive. Come, Brother. Limousine is too fancy. What if there's a fad?" ask the girl.

The woman sighed when she saw the face pleading for the sister. He recalled the story that Jessica told him that Saira was not free to do something. "All right, let me drive. You hold Rasya." Zoya gives the child to Saira.

"You are my favorite, brother!" saira cried with a tight hug to her nephew.

Zoya asks Jessica for the keys. At first the butler refused because Nio did not allow his wife to drive herself. However, this Zoya still has a stubborn childish nature to the point of not wanting Jessica to contact her master and when allowed new he gives her car keys.

Before long, the sports car drove away from home. Saira seemed happy to be able to get out of the house. Since her mother went to Japan after her father, Saira was not allowed to go out alone. He also always hesitated if he wanted to invite Zoya. Their relationship wasn't that close in the past, Saira thought.

"Ra, what school are you in?" zoya asks starting the conversation.

"International relations, sister," said Saira.

"Ah, I see," Zoya replied. "You're lucky to go to college. I'd love to go to college, but there's no chance" he said while driving.

"Can now, brother. The name of the lecture can start at any time. Big Brother is still young, baby is also if only being a housewife. Moreover, sister has passion," said Saira staring at Rasya who was playing her nails that look funny with knickknacks ornaments.

"Your brother wants me to be a singer. He has also created a special recording studio for me" Zoya said.

"Oh yeah? Ish, that's cool. Sometimes I salute my brother. He is the perfect husband of this age. Yes, though possessive just like papa. Hopefully he is not as thick as Papa if he has a daughter," said Saira who sometimes likes to be lazy with the possessiveness of his papa.

Zoya laughed when she heard it. "That's because Papa loves you so much, Ra. Even I'm jealous because I don't have Papa," he said, which makes Saira unwell. "You should be grateful to have a papa like Papa Qalas. He really takes good care of you. Not even willing to hurt her son."

"But sometimes it sucks. Every time I have a friend, Papa will always throw them away and tell me to stay away from me. Up until now, I really had no friends" he lamented to his brother-in-law.

"The father had a lot of experience, so he could tell who was sincere and who wasn't. Maybe Papa feels your friend has something bad about you so he doesn't want you to have friends like them" Zoya said.

"Is that really so?" ask Saira.

"I've experienced it, Ra. Before that bad thing happened to me, a lot of people wanted to be friends with me. But, look now, is there just one of my friends who survived? No," said Zoya laughing. "Therefore, Papa did such a thing to you for wanting to protect you."

"But sometimes I need a friend, brother. Sometimes want to tell a story, go together, not just go with mom. Know for yourself how the road is different to the age and with mothers," complained Saira.

Zoya laughed at hearing that. "You can think of me as a friend" the woman said to the sister who turned her head.

"really?" ask Saira to shine.

"Of course, we have no friends. After all, isn't it good that we're friends? I wouldn't be afraid of my husband being taken by a friend if my friend was my sister-in-law."

The two young women laughed at the words that came out of Zoya's mouth.

"Yes, are we friends now?" saira asked with sparkling eyes.

"No friend. But best friend." Zoya shows her little finger.

"Best friend." Saira ties her little finger to Zoya's. Now, the two lonely young women have made the rope of friendship between the two.