ANTIQUE NURSE
Season 2: Poor Zahra's

“Zahra.”

Zahra turned her head, her eyes round to see someone she did not want to see anymore was now standing right in front of her. A forty-five-year-old man, quite handsome in face and clad in a light blue short-sleeved shirt stared at Zahra without blinking. The boy who was abandoned became a beautiful girl.

Sandi, Zahra's father, has asked his ex-wife several times to get Zahra to see him. But his eldest son never came to see him. Until finally Sandi decided to meet her daughter directly. The man stepped closer to Zahra, but the girl's reflexes were inching backwards.

“What's wrong with you? Your papa. Why do you look like you just met a criminal,” complains Sandi.

“There's no papa looking for me?” asked Zahra coldly.

“Does one father want to see his daughter? Papa asked you to come on your birthday through your mother. Didn't he tell you? Did he ban you?”

“Mama told me, but I can't come. I'm busy.”

“Now you're coming with papa, yes. We eat together, papa kangen with you.”

“I cape, pa.”

“Papa please, Ra. Just this once.”

Seeing the code that seemed pushy, Zahra finally agreed. He followed the step of the father towards his four-wheeled vehicle parked not far from the motor park area. Sandi opened the door for her son then he circled the body of the car and sat behind the wheel.

Along the way, there were only short talks. Zahra answered with a short sentence every time the father asked him something. He prefers to turn his head to the side window. Before long, the vehicle they were riding in entered the parking area of a restaurant. After parking his vehicle, Sandi invited the child down.

A waiter welcomed their arrival and guided them to a pre-ordered table. There was already waiting for Risma, his wife and two daughters, Dela and Sisil. Zahra sat down in front of Risma, while Sandi sat beside her.

For a moment Zahra noticed the clothes the father's family wore. His father's new family life is indeed sufficient, unlike his. Sandi is a subsidiary manager of one of the famous private banks in Indonesia. His wife, Risma is also still registered as an active employee there. Their affair started at work. Before getting married, Risma was already two-bodied. Five months after their marriage, Dila was born and two years later Sisil was born.

Dila and Silva were only five months apart. But the difference in treatment and affection is clearly so obvious. Every time he came home from Sandi's house, Silva always carried items in the form of clothes, bags or shoes. But it was all Dila's second-hand stuff that was passed down to her. It just so happens that Dila's body is a little bongsor, in contrast to the tiny Silva. This is what makes Zahra's heart sick.

“How are you?” ask Risma.

“Alhamdulillah aunty. As aunt saw. I'm still healthy, and living well.”

Risma smiled blandly. He did not like the children of Sandi's previous wife. Especially seeing Zahra who is so beautiful. Her face is similar to her husband. Unlike the two children who did not inherit the handsome face of the husband.

A servant came to bring their order. All dishes on the table. Zahra confused herself to call the meal this time. Called lunch, the clock is over. Called dinner, it's still too late. After arranging the order on the table, the waiter resigned and at the same time a young man joined them. Joyfully, Sandi welcomed her arrival.

“Welcome, Jay, come please sit.”

Sandi graciously welcomed the arrival of the man and invited him to sit next to Zahra. Likewise with Risma, both of them seemed to be welcoming the arrival of a great guest. Zahra's feelings began to feel bad to see the gurgle of the papa.

“Jay.. introduce this aka eldest, om. Name's Zahra. Ra, this is Sanjaya or Jay. She's one of the priority customers at work.”

Zahra just nodded her head slowly while looking at the man without any expression. Jay's face is quite handsome and nice to see, but still can not match the good looks of Kenan. Jay was stunned to see the beautiful girl beside him but looked so cold. Just once, he instantly liked the girl.

Throughout the meal, Sandi and Risma kept Jay talking. Compliments rarely come out of their mouths. Sometimes Jay invites Zahra into the conversation, but just ignored by him. Several times Sandi glanced at Zahra, her heart was upset to see Zahra's attitude that could not be friendly to Jay.

“Apologies om, instead of not appreciating the invitation om. But I have to go, I forgot there was an appointment with the client,” Jay said as soon as he received a message on his phone.

“Large client huh?”

“Iya, um. If the project is smooth, the advantage is also large.”

“Om pray everything smoothly.”

“Aamin. thanks om. Aunt, I'm going first. Zahra.” Jay says goodbye to everyone including Zahra, but the girl is silent.

After Jay's death, the meal continued. Dila and Sisil added to the order by asking for dessert. Zahra's heart was screaming, Dila and Sisil's life was much different from Silva's. His sister must save money if you want to enjoy expensive food. Even for the clothes just now, Zahra could only buy them once every six months. Salary of the mother who is not too exhausted to pay for the rent of home, water, electricity and daily meals. For Silva's own pocket money is Zahra's responsibility.

“What do you think of Jay?” tanya Sandi disperse the daydreams of Zahra.

“What is pa?”

“He's a good guy. Already handsome, well established, surely you will live a good life if you marry him,” continued Risma.

Zahra stopped chewing her food as soon as she heard the woman's wife's words from her father. The trap was right, there was no way Sandi would suddenly invite her to a meal together if there was nothing behind it. All this time the father always did not care about his life as well as Silva.

“Papa wants to marry you to Jay. Once you're done with college, you'll ask Jay to propose to you. You do not have to work hard because he will meet all your needs.”

Zahra had no appetite anymore, hearing sentence after sentence that came out of her father's mouth. Plus Risma also so praise the figure of Jay. Fed up of hearing all the talk of his father and stepmom, Zahra soon got up from her seat. And of course this made Sandi surprised.

“Where are you going?”

“Rome.”

“Papa not done talking.”

“For me it's done, pa. I refused papa's request to marry Jay. Papa has no right to rule my life. I will live what I want without papa.”'s intervention

“Zahra! Why are you speaking impolitely to your papa!” hardik Risma's.

“What's so rude, auntie? I'm just saying what's on my mind. Don't be pretentious to care about my life, like you've cared about it before,” circus Zahra.

Unwilling to hear the two men's words again, Zahra hurried to leave the dining table and walked out of the restaurant. Sandi who was upset with her son's attitude soon followed. Near the parking lot, the man firmly blocked Zahra's arm.

“Is this how your mother educated you? Don't know manners!”

“Don't bring mommy. My mother has raised and educated me well. My attitude is like this because papa taught it.”

“Zahra!!”

Emotions Sandi sticking up hearing the words of her daughter. The grip of his hand on Zahra's arm grew stronger, making the girl grimace in pain. With all his energy Zahra tried to shake the hand of the papa and succeeded.

“Never be insolent of you. Anyway, I am your dad! You need papa when you get married!!”

“I don't need papa for anything. If necessary I will not marry so that I do not need your blessing.”

“Basic brat! Your attitude is just like your mother's!!”

“Do not always blame mama!! Papa should reflect and point at himself. Papa who has made me this way is not mama!”

“Badness!!”

The horror of Sandi is getting higher. The man raised his hand and floated it towards the cheek of the child. Zahra closed her eyes, resignedly accepting the father's slap. But nothing happened, when he opened his eyes, it appeared that someone was holding his papa's wrist.

“Who are you? Don't interfere in my business!!” sandi growled at the man who was blocking her slapping Zahra.

“You must not be rude to women,” replied the man coldly.

“Not your business! He is my son!”

“This is your child. This is not how you treat your own child.”

Zahra was only stunned to see the man in front of her who was so defending her. He even dared to fight his papa. Not wanting to deal long, Sandi immediately left the parking lot, leaving Zahra with the man.

“Ma.. thanks brother..” says Zahra stammered.

“You all right? Anyone hurt?”

“Ng.. ngga kak.”

“You brought a vehicle?” Zahra just shook her head.

“Come with me.”

Zahra quickly followed the steps of the man in front of her. He got into the car whose door was opened by the man. Before long the wheels of the vehicle moved forward. Zahra just lowered her head. He dared not look at the face of the man sitting next to him.

“Halo.. Nan.. lo where?” the conversation of the man next to Zahra successfully made the girl turn her head.

“Still at home, bang. Why?” answer Kenan from across.

“Gue wait at the office. No old wear! Car carry no motor!”

“Iya bang.”

The man who turned out to be Kenzie immediately ended his call, then went back to concentrating on driving. In a mini market, Kenzie stops his vehicle. After asking Zahra to wait, the man got out of the car. He soon returned with a plastic bag filled with drinks.

“This, drink first,” Kenzie thrust a bottle of drink at Zahra. Quickly the girl picked it up then gulped down a bit of its contents.

“You can come to the office. Later Nan will take you home.”

“I. yes brother, thanks.”

“It's really okay?”

“Iya, sis.”

“Laki earlier, is he really your father.”

“Iya kak,” replied Zahra slowly. At first glance Kenzie can capture the sadness and anger on the face of his sister's lover.

“I don't know any problems between you guys. But if until he hurts you, you should not hesitate to report it to the authorities, understand?”

“Iya kak.”

“Good.”

The mood was silent again. As usual Kenzie refocused on the streets and Zahra lowered her head again. The silence in the car is solved when Kenzie's phone rings. The man's hand moved pressing a button on the blueooth ear piece he was wearing.

“Halo darling.”

“Mas where?” nara's voice came from across.

“Again on the road. What was? You want something?”

“I want to eat surabi kinca.”

“You bought it?”

“Ngga. I have a surabinya.”

“Continue? Want bribed?”

“Iya.. mas busy no? If you are busy later, wait for you to come home from work.”

“Ngga. Mas interra Zahra used to go to the office just returned home.”

“Mas again with Zahra? How can?”

“So meet on the road. Nan already told me to pick you up to the office.”

“Ok. I wait, mas. Love you my hubby mmuuaaachhh.”

“Love you too, baby.”

A smile was imprinted on Kenzie's face as soon as he finished receiving the call from his wife. Zahra was glued to see that sweet smile. It turned out that the cold creature next to him could also smile. Kenzie is very different from Kenan who always raises a smile in front of him complete with a sniffle that sometimes sounds absurd in the ear. But that was precisely what became his attraction and made Zahra fall in his arms.

It did not feel like the journey had reached its destination. Kenzie stops the vehicle in front of the lobby of Metro East office. He went down for a while to escort Zahra to the front of the security desk.

“Sore pak Ken,” greet one of security.

“Sore. Please take this lady to Abi.” sir's room

“Good, sir.”

After handing Zahra over to the security guard, Kenzie returned to his car. Before long the four-wheeled vehicle drove away from the Metro East building area. Security assigned by Kenzie immediately drove Zahra to Abi's room on the 12th floor.

This is the first time Zahra has set foot in the Metro East office, one of the largest and most powerful companies in Indonesia. He got special treatment, escorted to the office's boardroom. If only his father knew who the man he was close to would the man insist on matching him with Jay. The Jay family fortune may be just a fingernail compared to the Kenan family fortune.

Zahra's daydreams were blown away when he heard the twang of the elevator. Zahra's chest thumped as the door of the iron box opened. The security man continued to deliver Zahra to the front of Fadli's desk. The friendly man greeted Zahra and led her into Abi's room.

Seeing Zahra's arrival, Abi stood up from his seat and greeted the girl, allowing her to sit on the sofa. He also asked Fadli to prepare a drink for his guest. Abi sat down in front of Zahra, Kenzie had contacted him, leaving Zahra with him until Kenan came to pick him up.

For a moment Abi looked at the girl before him. He already knew all the background about Zahra. As usual, the man must have investigated first the people close to his family. Knowing the girl's family background, it's only natural that Zahra had avoided Kenan because of trauma with her papa's attitude in the past.

“Where to go?” ask Abi.

“From work, om. I met Mr. Kenzie on the street and was invited here.”

“Om still have work, you relax first while waiting for Nan.”

“Iya om.”

Abi returned to the back of his desk, continuing the unfinished work. A few minutes later the door of the room was knocked, followed by the appearance of Kenan from behind the door. Zahra was relieved to see the young man coming. The awkward feeling he felt broke down just like that when he saw his face.

“Nan.. here,” Abi moves her hand towards Kenan. His youngest son approached him immediately.

“Your test is done?”

“Udah, pa.”

“There are other activities?”

“Ngga no.”

“Then from tomorrow you enter work. The first week, you helped your sister during Fathan's leave.”

“But my internship time is next month, pa.”

“What's the difference starting this month or next month? You should have started learning how to manage the company. Stop messing around.”

“My internship letter has not come out, pa,” Kenan is still kinkling.

“Do you need to ask for an internship letter from your campus now?”

“Ngga. Heheheh.”.

“You have to organize your future from now on. Aren't you ashamed of Zahra? He could work while in college.”

“Iya, pa. yes. I start work tomorrow. But originally I will be papa's secretary, so my salary will be as much as Fadli's salary, yes.”

“Job has not thought about salary. Real work, prove that your performance is worthy of a big salary. If your work is not real, papa give you salary OB.”

Zahra only gave a smile hearing the father and son debate. Kenan only snorted at the words of his father. Abi's words in the office are an indisputable edict. There is no mother who can defend him.

“I'll take Zahra first yes, pa.”

“Tomorrow night invite Zahra to dinner at home.”

“Siap. Uh in what order?”

“Size you work,” replied Abi origin who is only owned by Kenan.

“Ayo, Za,” invite Kenan.

“Om, I go home first.”

Abi just nodded his head. Kenan immediately took Zahra's hand and led the girl out of the room. Kenan immediately stomped on the B1 button after entering the elevator. The iron box moved down towards basement 1 parking.

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As soon as he left the Metro East office, Kenan did not immediately drive Zahra home. He used today to go for a walk with the girl, as tomorrow he had already started his apprenticeship at his family-owned company.

“Street first, yes.”

“Where?”

“Where do you want? Watch or where, I just follow.”

“I want to find a gift for Silva.”

“Silva birthday?”

“Ngga. Just yesterday the final exam was good. I want to give him a gift.”

Zahra reasoned, but his heart was hot after seeing Dila and Sisil wearing branded clothes. He decided to buy clothes for his sister, no matter if he had to spend a little savings. He wants to prove to his father that he can buy good things for Silva and make him happy.

Kenan steers the car he drives towards the Andhara mall. The young man did not ask Zahra anything, but on his way to the office he had contacted his brother and Kenzie had told him everything. It did not take long, to get to the intended mall because the distance is not too far from the Metro East office.

While holding Zahra's hand, Kenan entered the Andhara mall area. The cold air coming from the air conditioner directly hit the skin of both of them. Zahra takes Kenan to the department store located on the third floor. The girl went straight to the area displaying teenage clothes. Kenan just followed the girl's steps.

The grocery bag Zahra was carrying was filled with two pieces of dress, one piece of jeans and two T-Shirts coupled with sandals and a sling bag typical of ABG. He also bought clothes for his mother. If calculated, the total expenditure reaches one million rupiah. But then again, Zahra didn't care about it all. The girl got a big payday on the gig at the Wisdom family reception party.

As expected, all the groceries he took had to be paid as much as one million one hundred and fifty thousand rupiah. Before Zahra took out her wallet, Kenan had already offered her debit card.

“Nan..” protest Zahra.

“Why? Why can't I buy a gift for my mom and sister-in-law?” ask Kenan casually.

“Not that. You still have money from your parents. I don't want to.”

“That's my savings, the result of me cramming in the cafe. So it's my own income, not the parent's, my dear.”

The cashier who was processing the transaction just mengawas smile to see the debate of lovers in front of him. After making the payment, the cashier returned the debit card to Kenan.

“Still yes, Nan.”

“Sama-sama, dear.”

BLUSHES

Zahra's face blushed hearing the words affection ejected from Kenan's lips. Although he was used to hearing the young man's chatter, Kenan's affection now felt sweeter and more melodious in his ears. Kenan grabs Zahra's hand then takes the girl out of the department store. He wants to get Zahra to watch a movie at the cinema.

The two then walked towards the escalator located on different sides of the department store. Zahra looked at her hand held tightly by Kenan. After an unfortunate event with his father, he was comforted by the presence of Kenan. His originally shattered mood, slowly began to improve. As they were about to board the escalator, suddenly

“Zahra.”

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