If Love is not Angry
Chapter 36's

Airin doesn't like Ze. That's a fact and he's not trying to cover up those feelings. In reality, he felt Ze was being given too much attention as a servant. It is considered special and very different from other servants. Not only by Oma, but now Airin realized that her future husband was also very caring for Ze's feelings.

So, every time he went to the house, he would not hesitate to show his dislike attitude but if only faced with Ze. Airin was very shrewd, she didn't want Oma to know that she didn't like Ze. Oma just received it, do not let the powerful woman back to hate him because it has disturbed her beloved.

"What are you doing?" tanya Airin observed Ze slicing an onion on a cutting board.

"Oh, Miss Airin. This again wants to cook stir-fried kale with a terrace," Ze explained trying to be friendly. He knew he had to be polite to Airin because again the woman would be his new employer.

"Let me help. I'm also good at cooking, you know," said Airin, taking over the frying pan that Ze had just filled with cooking oil.

Before sauteing kale, he wanted to fry a few pieces of chicken to make fried chicken Kalasan. Oma today wants to eat fried chicken Kalasan with sambal eyes and also vegetable stir-fried kale.

Tofu tempe already fried Ze, as a default friend who will be dicocol to sambal.

"Let me go, this is my job" replied Ze who did not want to trouble Airin.

"Let me. You think you're the only one who can cook? Let me prove it, yes. I want to cook for Saka, soon we will get married, of course he will choose to eat my cooking rather than waitress cuisine," he said lightly, deliberately wanting to touch Ze's self-esteem, he told the girl that he was a servant. So, do not be too flashy and take the attention of the employers.

In the end, Ze gave Airin a spatula. He took three steps back to make room for the woman to do whatever she wanted.

However, due to not carefully lifting the cooked chicken fried, his hands were finally shed by the splash of hot oil. He threw the chicken he had just raised to the ground. Irritated, he threw the spatula into the frying pan unexpectedly hitting the frying fringe, causing the frying pan to fall and hot oil to hit his feet.

"Bak Airin, Mommy ain't papa?" ze asked, turning to the direction of the commotion and finding Airin who was already screaming in pain. He immediately came up to the girl, crouching to see the wound.

"My feet... My feet are on fire" he screamed, which made anyone who heard the scream enter the kitchen. Bi Jum today did not enter until the task of cooking food was handed over to Ze Oma.

"Water...!" exclaim Saka entered the kitchen followed by steps Oma and also Wati and Tuti.

"Sakaaa... My legs are burning, blistering," he answered with his tears echoing in the room. It was as if all of his body had been doused in hot oil from the frying pan.

"Why is this so?" Saka's question is more aptly pointed out to Ze, although he does not mention the name of the person he was asked.

He had to subvert Ze in order to save his pride and face. If until Oma and Saka know that he tried to cook Saka food, but nothing has been exposed to the sprinkling of cooking oil, it will certainly be very embarrassed and considered impure. So, he better just blame Ze.

The idea just came to mind, flashed through his mind. But after saying that, he realized that it was quite good. By subverting Ze, he can save his pride while making Saka and Oma hate the girl, thankfully being able to fire and expel Ze from this house.

Oma's eyeballs seemed to be squeaking, looking towards Airin. Of course Oma did not believe the girl's words, who tried to slander Ze.

For almost a year Ze had lived with them, the girl was so gentle and never hurt the feelings of others, how could it have been possible to have the courage to harm Airin by acting so far.

While the vilified Ze could only stare intently at Airin. He himself still could not believe what he was hearing. It could be that the girl was slandering herself, clearly Ze had warned Airin, and asked her to let Ze do all the work, but in reality, it was, Airin still forced to take over his job and now when the carelessness of the woman hurt himself, why did others blame him?

Saka turned towards Ze, trying to ask the girl for an explanation through the look in his eyes, but seeing Saka who had doubted him, made Airin who would not open his mouth. It's up to the man to find him guilty, he'll never explain to anyone that this is just Airin's recklessness.

"Saka, don't scold him. He probably didn't intend to do that to me at first. I was wrong for trying to take his cooking. I beg you to forgive him, lest you fire him, "Airin's pinta is still with tears on her cheeks and is now resting her head on the man's chest.

Saka severed his eye contact with Ze, and focused on Airin. He would demand the truth from the girl later, but now he chose to lift Airin from there. Ze's heart was broken again. Through the look in his eyes, Saka had already judged guilty. He believed Airin's words, without trying to figure out the truth.

Airin immediately took her to the guest room that the girl had once occupied and contacted the doctor, asking her family to come to check Airin's legs.

Oma observed Ze. The girl picked up the cloth and cleaned up the traces of the oil spill. At least he did not open his voice, there was no sadness or fear, but Oma knew when she was alone, Ze would cry sobbing, closing her mouth so that the sound of her crying could not be heard by others.

That was the Ze that Oma knew, always steadfast and principled. He did not dare to fight Saka and refute Airin's talk but because of the disappointment he felt to Saka, who only trusted Airin's words raw to make Ze decided to close his mouth and close the truth.

"Wati, can you take over the rest of Ze's work? Oma there's a need with him." Oma turned her head towards Wati, the girl simply nodded in response.

"Follow with Oma" said the woman softly. Ze put down the mop. Then took a breath to look up at Oma.

"Please, Oma. Don't be gentle like this to me, this tough one I'm trying to keep is broken by changing into tears that melt on my cheeks" her mind crept up the side of her shirt.