Just Created For Me
THU*33

With his head lowered in lethargy, one of the employees exited the CEO's room after getting a tantrum and scorn from Revan.

It was fortunate that Roy was able to calm him down, and asked for understanding because the anger of his boss was a little excessive.

The employee nodded in relief and thanked Roy.

Today, since the first CEO entered his room, four people have been getting angry just because of trivial mistakes.

Revan's mood isn't okay.

And they are the subordinates who finally get the impact of his bad mood.

To prevent the next victim Roy holds back some files that were to be handed over to the CEO's room and put on his own desk.

Maybe after the mood improves then Roy will give all the maps to Revan.

Roy who does not want to continue to be affected by the impact was thinking hard, what he had to do so that the mood Revan back to normal.

While the time is nearing noon break because today is Friday then the break is extended thirty minutes from the usual day.

Suddenly Roy rushed into Revan's room.

Chequek.

His body froze still when he arrived in the CEO's room, because the gift of a sharp gaze from Revan first welcomed him.

Glug.

"Do you have no more courtesy heum? Get in my room without excuse and knock on the door."

A flat yet heart-piercing sentence to Roy.

"Sorry sir, I have to deliver this news as soon as possible, before Mr. Revan is late" Roy said without daring to look at his boss.

"Hum, then say it fast."

"Wasn't Friday usually the lord always escorted non Zara to her mother's grave, and now..."roy's sentence is no longer he continues because Revan had already run out of the room with a curse and a curse.

"Huff" Roy breathed long, relieved that the distraught tiger had finally left this room.

Brakkk's.

"Eh pocong pocong .." Roy's curse came out without a hiccup when the sound of the door being pushed hard against the wall of the room.

"What's up, sir?"

"Which car keys?"

Roy quickly reached into his pocket and handed Revan the keys.

Revan's hand quickly snatched the key in the assistant's hand.

"Why didn't you say that!"

Revan said with an annoyed face, while Roy could only swallow the bitter saliva.

"Say wrong, what else did not say..."Roy had his own monologue after Revan came out of the room.

Scorching afternoon atmosphere does not make Revan reduce the speed of his car engine.

After a few minutes he finally arrived at the public cemetery.

He moved to a mosque not far from the tomb.

After finishing following Friday prayers Revan walked to a public cemetery located not far from the mosque.

The place where Zara regularly visited the mother's grave.

Netra Revan scanned into the tomb area, the figure he was looking for was not visible, there were only a few pilgrims passing by.

Under a frangipani tree on the outskirts of the tomb, Revan sits on a roadside bench, waiting for the figure who has made his days so chaotic.

More than thirty minutes Revan sat bathed in the stinging sun, even a piece of his delicate handkerchief was drenched in sweat, a long-sleeved shirt that he rolled up to his arm was also limp.

He saw the clock on his wrist, two o'clock.

Revan's gaze swept over the tomb area for the umpteenth time, his gaze stopping at an old man with a taper hat made of woven bamboo, with a broomstick carried over his shoulder.

Revan cursed his folly, then walked over to the old man, who was apparently a tomb janitor.

"Sir wait sir."

Revan chased the man in the hat, but the man kept walking without even looking.

Several times Revan called out to him with a loud shout but the man in the hat remained indifferent and walked out of the tomb area.

"Huff sir wait," Revan's breath gasped for chasing after the man in the middle of the blazing sun attack burning his skin.

"What's wrong?" asked the man in the hat innocently without sin, from his gestures he might have reduced his sense of hearing.

The look on Revan's tired face is now growing with a disappointed color.

Apparently today Zara had come to the tomb in the morning, so Revan could not meet the girl.

He was lethargic to get back to his car in the parking lot.

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Meanwhile, Zara was already in her car heading towards her apartment.

He deliberately made a pilgrimage to the tomb in the morning because he had not visited his adoptive family for a long time.

His heart was slightly comforted after meeting with Ikhsan and his little family.

Her sisters welcomed Zara's arrival with great enthusiasm.

The warm embrace of Ikhsan and Echa made his heart warm again.

Even his adopted brothers scrambled to always hold his hand.

The small gift that Zara brought meant so much to them, although it was worth nothing but the attitude of those who welcomed her so warmly really moved Zara.

If there were no uncle Ikhsan, I don't know what Zara is now, when she was young and living a kara, he said, without relatives and without shelter to take shelter from the heat and the cold of the night wind, Ikhsan's uncle will accommodate him in the midst of a life full of limitations.

At this time Zara felt she had to pay for their services, and Zara regularly set aside money for them.

Not much value but they really need.

Zara always paid attention to the school needs of her sisters.

Shoes, bags and books and monthly money Zara always pays.

The hand-waving of her sisters while taking them off made her eyes foggy.

In an abandoned land, Zara stops her car, the land she bought to build a modest modeling school.

His spirit is back on fire, his despair is now more passionate, he must rise and reach his dream.

Zara continued the trip because it was late afternoon, and so it was not too late to arrive at the apartment.

Arriving at Zara's apartment cleaned her body that felt sultry and sticky.

The goddess smiled, Zara's gloomy face had now turned carefree again.

"How are your brothers Ra, your uncle and your foster aunt?"

"Thank God they are healthy and well."

"Thank God."

The Goddess nodded and smiled happily, looking at Zara who was so beaten last night, really made the Goddess feel pain in her chest.

I've always prayed for your happiness Ra, pull the corners of your lips together and put out the sweetest smile for the world to know, you're a tough girl, the rainstorm that's been used to, do not let you fall just because of drizzle in the afternoon.