Just Created For Me
THU*173

"Are you okay, baby?" tanya Andra scanned the wife's body and countered with a headband.

With a loud bang Andra opened the seatbelt and then got down from the car with a sharp gaze towards the car that cut its way, he knew the rider was deliberately cutting the road, he knew, I don't know what the driver wanted from him.

"Down ..." Andra spoke with her index finger pointing towards the driver.

But it is not the driver who obeys his orders.

The passenger door opened and slowly appeared the face of the middle-aged man with a look full of regret.

Andra's heart melos, although his anger peaked but saw the man who was none other than Father Fitri bowed with a face pias even lips seemed to tremble, pity came.

"Om.." said Andra in disbelief.

And it turns out that it is not only Fitri's father, because behind him follows, his wife who looks different than usual.

"T aunty..."

The Minister walked quickly towards Andra and developed both hands intending to embrace Andra.

But slowly Andra retreated until the Minister realized that the young man had refused his embrace.

The minister was growing more riled up, the young man who had always been respectful and warm to him had now changed.

"Babe.." call Zara who has gotten out of the car.

"Stay there dear.." Andra's orders made Zara furrow her brows, a watchful attitude evident on her face.

The middle-aged man's chest was throbbing pain, Andra blatantly refused, the wife's eyes looking teary behind her then quickly ran towards Zara.

"Honey beware.." Andra's loud cry he intended to warn the wife, but his assumption was wrong, Fitri's mother did not want to hurt Zara but he sat down in front of her.

"Miss Zara please forgive us hyks..."

Zara looked at Andra puzzled as to why the woman who yesterday had confidently insulted him had now turned one hundred and eighty degrees.

The woman insisted on begging him for forgiveness, while she herself did not know what they had done wrong to her until they were even willing to rest.

The minister took a deep breath and looked at his wife with pity.

"Mrs.wake up, why is Madam like this?" Zara spoke softly and rubbed the body of the Minister to rise.

"No, don't call me that, please don't make us feel more guilty to you Non."

"B well, I'm sorry whatever it is, please ..wake up Auntie.."

The Minister could no longer hold back the tears that rose in his eyes, Zara's attitude was indeed so gentle, he even forgave the person who had insulted him.

"Did Non Zara really forgive Auntie? True Non" asked the Minister's mother in disbelief.

Zara nodded sincerely.

The middle-aged woman got up and hugged Zara tightly, her sobs getting louder, the regret that filled her chest was now slightly reduced, perhaps on another occasion she would apologize for her daughter.

Andra pulls Zara's hands gently, he doesn't like if Zara's tenderness will backfire on him, Fitri's cunning of course comes from the nature of the two people, so he must remain vigilant.

"Sorry Om, Auntie.we have to go home soon, there are other urgent matters" he said carefully so that Zara did not catch his alert cue.

"Ehm when is your wedding? Can we come Non?" ask the Minister with a look of hope, I don't know in his heart.

"Hm of course Auntie, Om.you can come to our party" Zara replied still kindly, she still did not know what the two people's daughters had done to her.

"Thank you, we're definitely coming."

"Let's go, Mommy's waiting for us" Andra grabbed Zara's waist and led her to the seat beside the wheel.

Zara nodded kindly and smiled sincerely.

Andra was more confused, from whether the wife's heart was made, to the person who had insulted her still he forgave even he treated it well.

Maybe there are times when he has to teach her how to take revenge gently, this should not be allowed, he said, they must have thought that they had obtained Zara's heart and all her daughter's faults would be forgiven so that Fitri was not touched by the hand of law, mind andra.

"Babe, why are you so cynical about them?even your respect seems lost to such deep resentment, I don't like it if my husband has such a black heart."

Jamb.

Andra's chest suddenly throbbed in pain, Zara's slap of words really stuck her, she felt like a speck of stain in front of Zara.

"It's not so dear.I just still feel annoyed at the woman, as she insulted you blatantly in front of me and...."

"Babe, what humiliation makes my body hurt.look there's no wound on my body because of that humiliation."

Andra looked at Zara at a glance, wanting to feel she spilled her frustration, when she seemed to stop breathing when Zara was kidnapped and harassed, somehow fate if Manu did not come on time.

"Although your body isn't hurt but I know your heart must be hurting, dear."

"Then what's in it if we repay the bad for the bad, doesn't that mean we're no different from them, you used to teach me to forgive Father and also Mother Revan who destroyed my family, but why now you're not even willing if I forgive Mom and Mr. Minister just because they insulted me."

Andra sighed harshly, though she could not say what Fitri had done to her, she could not see the woman she loved crying and grieving.

In front of the door of the Maharani mansion was already standing with a fluffy smile welcoming the arrival of Andra and Zara.

"Oh my son-in-law dear muaachh muaach.." Maharani was so enthusiastic about hugging his favorite son-in-law.

Andra just clucked, his position as a single son as if he was marginalized by his own wife.

"Let's eat, mommy's cooked a lot for you."

"Why is he the only one who is told to eat Mom, I'm your son Mom" Andra said.

"Dear this you, look at your wife's body, so small dear, it feels like Mommy wants to feed her four meals a day" Zara smiled happily, Maharani is sincerely loving her, she said, he felt the love of the mother who had not returned present through the figure of her in-laws.

Maharani took a plate and filled it with rice and side dishes and handed it to Zara, then the Andra plate which he only filled with rice while the side dish he told the son to take it himself.

"Ck, maybe this is what a stepchild feels like" he said.

Zara and Maharani chuckled.

Maharani was satisfied, the son-in-law finished his meal greedily.

Of course Zara ate voraciously, living in an apartment with a breakfast of bland porridge was excruciating for her stomach.

"Drink your vitamins first baby, then rest" Andra said, and Zara nodded.

"Mom, I'll take Zara to rest, Mommy don't go to bed first there's something we need to talk about" Andra said.

Maharani nodded in agreement, Andra's strange treatment of Zara he also wanted to know the reason.

More than an hour Maharani kept waiting in the dining room, when he was waiting for people, his son was cool nina ninu, he thought.

But Andra appeared after closing the door of his room so slowly indicating Zara had indeed fallen asleep.

"Heum what happened to Zara Joy.."

"Zara yesterday ran out in Mom's mouth."