FIND YOU In MY MEMORIES
21. Welcoming Party

Eagerly, Zulaikha climbed up to approach Sabi who was still reluctant to see her presence at the party.

"Master mu_"

"Why did you come to my house?" sabi asked ketus cutting off Zulaikha's words.

"I asked Mr. Zayn to come to your house because your house is celebrating a party, so I was assigned to help you sir" Zulaikha replied firmly.

"Go home.." throw Sabi out while pointing out the exit with her index finger.

"Sorry sir I can't. Isn't it my duty to ease the young master's duty?! so I must be wherever you are." firmly Zulaikha remained in his position.

Sabi groaned in annoyance.

Aarrgh...

Damn you Zayn, these two eyes are sick to see pink ornaments all over the house and you sent this zebra to come home.

"Master mu_"

"Aiishh. shut up! be quiet! it's noisy!" Sergey Sabi, again - again cut off Zulaikha's speech.

"Go there! my eyes hurt like zebras!" snapped Sabi as it passed leaving Zulaikha.

When he reached the bottom of the stairs, Sabi did not hesitate to grab someone who was none other than Zayn along with his personal assistant Ridwan.

"Be careful." cried Zayn.

(be careful)

Sabi was initially indifferent, but after hearing a voice that was familiar to her. Soon he turned his head and found Zayn who was looking at him with a dislike look.

"oh oh oh. there is the great Zayn apparently." cried Sabi while grimly looking at Zayn who was still standing with an unhappy look.

"hey.. What's up?!" Sabi approached holding Zayn's shoulder, acting indifferent when he intended to mock and annoy Zayn.

And sure enough, Zayn was annoyed by Sabi's actions. Immediately on the edge of Sabi's hand that was holding her shoulder.

"heeey.. Relax, this is a party not a battlefield. Don't be so tacky don't bro!" attack Sabi while wiping her hand that had just been touched by Zayn.

Ridwan who saw that, immediately moved and pushed Sabi until Sabi retreated a few steps.

"Yeah! stop..!" Zulaikha slightly shouted, tried to calm down, and broke Ridwan and Sabi who were facing each other.

"hey's a party. Don't make a mess in a place like this!" snapped Zulaikha with a tone of voice that was discouraged so that people would not witness the stupid quarrels of these men.

"Begging him to stop bothering Zayn then his life will be at ease!" ridwan. Then pushed Zulaikha until the little girl staggered back and hit Sabi's body.

"Aa.." sizzle Zulaikha.

"Sorry young master." Zulaikha immediately looked for balance back and stood bowing his head to Sabi.

"It's okay."

"Hey.. Are you a transvestite? uhhh?!" Sabi started to heat up and pulled Zulaikha to stand behind her. The girl's eyes suddenly twisted in disbelief at the treatment of her master.

"You can be rude like that to a girl, if you want to play rough with a guy instead of a girl!" snapped Sabi, suddenly making all the invited guests arrive - suddenly glanced at him.

The situation instantly became quiet as all the attention was focused on Sabi and Ridwan who were heating up.

"Stop young master." whispered Zulaikha, then pulled Sabi away from Zayn and Ridwan.

"Stop Wan!" zayn said firmly, staring intently at Sabi and Zulaikha in turn.

Suddenly the sound of a mic being knocked - tap how many times by a middle-aged woman with a beautiful and graceful look. The woman was clad in elegant white clothes with jet black hair that neatly carried added to her elegance. The woman was none other than Mrs Denisa, the wife of Andi Syafar's uncle.

"Good night ladies and gentlemen.. My honored guests, ladies and gentlemen." said Mrs Denisa in a soft tone of voice capable of turning the guests' eyes towards her.

"Tonight I had a small party in this humble hut to welcome someone" Mrs Denisa said.

"Ciih... hut you said??!" said Zayn who did not like the words of Mrs Denisa just now.

While Sabi was seen glancing at her mother Madam Sura who was not far from where she stood. It looks like the face of Mother who looks a little dislike to see the mistress Denisa who is in the crowd of guests.

"But before I call him to join us all. Please take the glass given by my waiter." said Mrs Denisa who invited guests to hold a glass containing luxury wine.

"Mister and master, take it easy. The contents of the glass are not just any wine, or cheap wine.." Madam Denisa chuckled as she occasionally glanced at Madame Sura. Showing how great he is today, being stared at by other rich people.

"OK, it seems like all the guests have been holding the wine glasses. Well, without having to wait a long time, here's our special guest. A famous young designer and the 5th richest young man in the world, let's welcome Queen Lee..." Said Mrs Denisa with enthusiasm, followed by a boisterous sound of applause by the guests.

"Waoow..5 richest young man in the world?! It's great!" zulaikha exclaimed in admiration accompanied by applause that was no less lively than other guests.

The bedroom door slowly opened and the Queen walked out of the room gracefully.

"Woman bar bar?!" Sabi's eyes were perfectly rounded, not expecting that the guest who was considered special and great turned out to be the woman who almost killed him in the hotel bar bar.

"Serius waniita bar - bar is the richest young man number 5?" once again Sabi still could not believe what she was seeing at the moment.

When everyone was amazed - amazed at the Queen who was walking down the stairs. Zayn and Ridwan casually immerse in the wine offered by the waiter.

"Waah.he's perfect. It's beautiful, it's successful again" said a guest right next to Zayn.

"Yes.he's perfect. I envy him." said a female guest who accidentally nudged Zayn on the shoulder. Too excited to see Queen in detail.

Zayn immediately looked at the woman's guest, and found the various expressions of the female guests around him. Some are happy and some are staring cynically at the Queen, well you could say it's a spiteful and envious gaze. There were even some women who whispered - whispers rubbing Queen while passing in front of them.

Seeing that, Zayn smiled sinisterly, and immediately averted his gaze.

The deg!

Zayn's gaze stopped on the beautiful woman who was in the spotlight at that time, Queen. The look of their eyes met. There was an unfathomable look, engraved on Zayn's face. While the Queen replied with a smile, then again sided her gaze with the other guests.

Lil...

"Sir, there's CEO Andi Syafar. You better greet him." take Ridwan.

Zayn was still silent, staring at the back of the Queen who had moved away from him.

"Sir.." call Ridwan.

"Master.." call Ridwan again, this time by shaking Zayn's arm, awakening Zayn from his daydream.

"Yes.yes."

"Why you, sir?" ask Ridwan curiously.

"Hm.it's okay." she said briefly.

On the other hand, across from where Zayn stood with Ridwan. It was seen that Sabi was approaching her mother, Madam Sura. They seemed to be talking with quite serious facial expressions. Then soon Sabi left her mother with an upset breath and a slightly wrinkled face.

"Young master.. are you okay?" zulaikha asked towards Sabi who was walking out of the party crowd.

"Go there, don't bother me."

"Young master, I can't leave if you're not okay like this." Zulaikha refused firmly.

"I'm fine - fine. Go home there."

"Are you sure, sir?" ask Zulaikha to make sure.

"Yes! go there!" snapped Sabi, expelling Zulaikha.

Inevitably, Zulaikha finally complied. At least he's been trying to always be next to his boss.

With a heavy heart and a bit of pleasure, Zulaikha left Sabi who started to go somewhere.

"Okay, it's time for lanaaang." exclaimed Zulaikha girang with a happy face.

Zulaikha then walked down the exit with a saddle of excitement so he did not notice that there was a guest who arrived - suddenly appeared in front of him out of nowhere, then nudged him.

"I'm sorry." Go after the guest and leave Zulaikha who is still in a position to hold on to a table.

You rich man is wrong again. He complained while fixing a small picture frame that he accidentally dropped.

"Good not to break."

Eeh. this..

His eyes suddenly glared.

A photo of a 13-year-old boy in neat clothes holding a kite. He reminded her of someone she knew. The one he had never seen in a long time. The person he had been looking for all this time - look for his whereabouts and now he sees the figure in the picture frame.

"Is this him?" His eyes glazed with happy glass while trying to make sure that the child in the photo was the person he had been looking for.

"This must be him. Even if it's just similar, it can't be exactly like this." he said confidently, smiling, while stroking the photo gently.

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