Just Created For Me
THU* 62

A few seconds Zara held her breath, her body stiffened to turn towards Reni, the woman who had destroyed her family.

Andra, who was aware of the gripping situation, tried to distract Reni and lead her to another corner of the room to get away from Zara.

"Ah aunt thank you for the attention of aunt, mommy has improved aunt, now is only a period of recovery and must rest a lot."

"Thank God, tomorrow's just your mommy's aunt."

"Ehm the day after aunty, because tomorrow mommy has to control again."

Andra refuses subtly because tomorrow she has plans to attend Zara's graduation with her mommy.

Zara who was not far from them listened with a tight chest.

Why does the woman always go away on her own without her husband, Zara's mind is full of questions.

In a slightly covered corner with rows of Zara mannequins hiding, her slender body made it easier for her to stand between the plastic statues.

"Alright Joy, aunt go first please until the aunt greetings for mommy ya."

"Past aunt, I'll take you to mommy."

Andra nodded in relief at the departure of the socialite woman.

"Ra, where are you?" Andra surrounds the boutique room looking for where Zara is hiding.

Her steps came to a halt where the mannequins were lined up, sobs were heard, Andra bent her body and shifted some mannequins to look for the source of the sound.

"Ra, where you are Ra, Aunt Reni is no more, come out." Andra spoke in a soft tone.

"Ra.." Andra's gaze was fixed on the body figure sitting tightly hugging his knees, his body shaking violently, indicating he was trying hard to hold back his cries.

Greep.

Andra clasped the slender body into her arms.

Gently rubbed Zara's shoulders.

"Cry Ra, release your tears, let go of the tightness of your chest, I'm here" she whispered softly.

Whether what kind of life story made Zara so traumatized, what Andra wanted right now was to hold her tightly, for the girl to know, her shoulders would always be ready when Zara needed a backrest.

Zara's cries grew louder but she still hid her face in the chest of Andra's field.

Zara no longer cares if the current clothes Andra has been leek because of tears and snot that stick.

"Ra, this is your snot wipe first with a tissue" said Andra who told employees to take tissue.

"Hiks ssrrrrttt" Zara casually took out all the liquid from her nose.

Ish is slovenly, but dear.cakep, inner Andra.

Zara breaks Andra's embrace after clearing her nose.

"Sister..."

"House"

"Sorry hicks"

"Why"

"Your face" Andra could only sigh heavily as her clothes got wet.

"It's okay, there are still many stocks" he said casually.

"Ck's arrogant."

"Biarin, handsome origin"

"Ish brother" Zara was upset and then hit the shoulder of Andra who was so narcissistic.

Andra looked at Zara's face that looked as if both eyes were swollen, her nose was red because it was too much snot.

He had fine hair on Zara's forehead.

"We go home yuk."

"But brother again told keep the boutique"

"It's okay, it won't be in the ants, after all it's late afternoon"

Zara nodded then prepared herself.

Andra stopped his car in a city park, if the weekend of the city park will be crowded by visitors, but if it is Sunday, the place is quiet.

"Why didn't we come here"

"Ngadem used to be Ra"

The two took place in a park chair that was on the edge of the lake.

"The show starts at nine feet." Zara answered briefly with a flat face.

"Then your foster family will come?"

Zara shook her head, she would of course be happy if they were present at a special event tomorrow, but uncle could not leave his job because he would definitely be fired, not wanting to burden the burden of his adoptive family, he said, Zara better not ask them to come, heartless if her happiness will result in suffering to others.

They will be notified after graduation, Zara thought.

Andra took a long breath.

"I'll be here tomorrow."

Zara was round with sparkling eyes, happy that someone else was present at her special event.

"Really brother?"

Andra nodded for sure.

"We're going home now?" bring Andra.

Arriving at Zara's apartment immediately cleaned up, in the refrigerator there was a stock of vegetables, baso and sausages, dinner with capcay will taste delicious, inner Zara.

A few minutes struggling with knives and oil, Zara's struggle was finally over, as fragrant as cooking filled the apartment's kitchen space.

Teett.

The goddess entered the room, her nostrils blooming, she sharpened her sense of smell, making sure that her nose was not troubled.

"Bec"

"House"

"Lu cook"

"He eum"

Platakkc.

"Auuhhh" shouted Zara loudly as her forehead hit the Goddess's flail.

"Lu get to see what Ra?"

Zara still rubbed her forehead which now feels hot due to the act of the Goddess.

"Gue laper, trus in the refrigerator there's only this, than I die of hunger yes mending I make this, you try my cooking, my daughter-in-law beneerr" Zara said confidently.

Goddess of mangosteen while looking at the capcay on Zara's plate.

Says the mbah Don"t jugde book by it's cover, Dewi batin lirih then took a spoon capcay and put it in his mouth.

Dewi smiled wryly enough, Zara cuisine if the value is definitely below the standard, although the look is attractive and appetizing but has a taste that is quite unique compared to other capcay, which is very popular, that is scented cinnamon alias cinnamon.

I don't know from which sect Zara adopted to the cuisine of capcay in the powder of cinnamon.

"Where is Wi, how good are my cooking creations?" Zara asked with a plain face.

"Enak Ra, really ..but I said yes, you really don't have to cook deh."

Glekks.

Zara's smile disappeared.

"Why Wi, what's wrong?"

"It's not wrong just your creative power is too high Ra, so cook capcay not ozahh use cinnamon dodoool"

The goddess stepped away to her room and rushed to take a bath.

Zara seemed hesitant to try the cuisine that in his claim aspired to the taste of the archipelago.

"Kriuukk ghooekkh" Zara regurgitated her mouthful into the garbage can.

I swear, what is really my cooking, the feeling was the spice is complete, what is less yakk, Zara satin full of question marks.

The goddess came out with a face already fresh with a house shirt.

"How come tomorrow Ikhsan's family will not come?" ask Goddess.

Zara shook her head in a doldrums.

"Gue did not tell Wi, pity they bothered to come here, and also the work of uncle is very tight, do not enter there must be a strong reason, if not definitely fired, no reason, pity that when you get fired, let's just not have them either."

"But tomorrow is the most historic day for you Ra"

"Not anything Wi, I'm ordinary myself."

Dewi did not continue the conversation, Zara's gloomy face made her condolent.