Just Created For Me
THU*71

Zara's first weekend got a turn off, grateful this morning the weather was sunny, she decided to relax the muscles by running early in the morning around the apartment building.

So long do not do the morning exercise makes the whole body like hardened, nerves and muscles feel sore.

The goddess who entered overtime was preparing herself in the apartment, cooking provisions as usual.

If for most people, weekend is a holiday where we can refresh ourselves and our bodies with a hiling or just a walk to the city.

But not for Dewi, a holiday is a day where he can get extra money by replacing his friends overtime.

Although he has now successfully completed his education to the undergraduate level, he still has to continue to finance his younger siblings' school in the village.

While Zara is cool with its morning sports, the atmosphere of the capital's morning still feels cool differently if the day goes by noon, the weather is hot, and the weather is very cool, the noise of vehicles and air pollution from vehicle exhaust fumes really make the capital's air dirty and crowded.

Sweat that had begun to flood his forehead and a sultry feeling began to make his body blotted by sweat.

Drrt.

"Ra I'll pick ya up at nine" Andra's message made Zara tick.

The habit of Brother Andra if you walk, must be maksa, inner Zara.

One round around the apartment building area is enough to make Zara's body sweat.

Not bad, the poison is already on the blur, his mind.

An hour later Andra will pick up, Zara also ends her morning run.

Rushing he cleansed the body after his sweat dried up.

"I'm in the lobby downstairs."

Hah, it's thirty minutes away, Zara screeched as Andra again sent out a text message.

Ting.

With hasty steps and breath hunting Zara out of the elevator, her eyes swept across the lobby space.

"Who's looking for a beauty?"

Sapa Andra who was standing next to the elevator door.

"Ish brother Andra likes to ngagetin" Zara chirped.

Seeing Andra's outfit grooming this time Zara raises both eyebrows, only long jeans with long-sleeved black shirts really Andra looks more dashing.

"Why look at it rich, tar has a crush."

Zara smiled wryly, her chest indeed rustling strangely as Andra looked at her deeply.

"Let's get our brother off."

"Eh where?"

"Well, my sister asked me where?"

"There's a place you want to go."

"Yes, I'm going to mom's grave first."

"Get the boss"

Andra leaned forward towards Zara until her cheek almost touched Zara.

The sudden pounding heart thump made Zara's face blush red.

"Pair the seat."

Zara did not retaliate because she was busy calming her heart which is now beating unbecoming.

Huff, why should you gini gini heart, silence yes you are there, I still want to live, do not you stop beating first, Zara satin while adjusting the breath silently.

The smell of his body is so fragrant, ahh want it to feel like I kiss him at all times, what a fragrance that makes me opiate, Andra satirize.

Cars hurtling through the city, roads that were blocked jammed making them new until more hours.

Zara lowered her head and rubbed the mother's belly button, the chant of the holy verse she spoke in her heart.

Gratitude goes to the Creator.

*Mom I came ma'am, Grandma, finally our ideals materialized, know ye ma'am, for thou art I can be firm and firm with my purpose, thou art the source of my spirit ma'am, become a scholar like you want.

I have now graduated ma'am, after your departure, I am determined to realize his one-on-one wish to you.

I photographed myself mom, but it's okay, the important thing is that mom there is happy, mom is happy, see Zara wearing toga, Zara is beautiful, right mom?

I am calm there*.

Slowly Zara got up from where she was sitting, in a swab of clear water flowing from the corner of her beautiful eyes.

Andra rubbed the sweet girl's back gently.

Zara remained silent with sadness enveloping her heart, andra focused on the steering wheel and occasionally glanced at the cute girl beside her.

In a big house Andra stopped his car.

Modern-style house with ornamental plants neatly lined up on the front porch makes the atmosphere beautiful and cool.

What a beautiful mix to enjoy.

Zara combed the magnificent house beside which stood some shady trees.

Teetot.

Chequek.

Andra smiled at the middle-aged woman of her age.

"Good afternoon aunt."

"Ahhh Joyy, how handsome are you now son, how are you, aunt heard from your mommy that you now have a lover?" the question made Joy scratch her head.

Middle-aged woman named Mely is a friend of the Maharani, she is a professional tailor who is trusted by the Empress to work on her design clothes.

They are friendly since Maharani is still a girl until now, the two work together, if Maharani master the design of clothes then Mely has to ahlian sewing .

Maharani was so confident if the clothes in the design of Mely were sewing.

The age that is getting older makes the Empress no longer strong to take care of her boutiques alone.

Andra sat down beside Zara, both of them smiling clumsily, Mely unceasingly staring at Zara intensely.

The face he often sees in various magazines is now sitting sweetly in his house seat, as if in disbelief Mely staring at Zara.

"You, not Zara?" tanyanya.

Zara nodded lightly.

"Yes my Zara aunt."

Mely received a helping hand from Zara who was about to regret it.

"You turned out to be prettier than the photo in the magazine" cape Mely said.

"Ah really? Thank you aunt."

A waiter brought two glasses of orange juice.

"Sorry aunt, may I have one warm orange, Zara is not used to drinking cold tan."

Zara glared at Andra and elbowed his arm making the young man grimace lightly.

"Well, you really care about Joy, Bi please take warm orange drinks for this beautiful lady" Mely told the waiter.

"So, it's okay cold water as well, make people bother" said Zara who felt careless at Andra's attitude.

"It's okay Ra, aunt is happy Joy is very considerate of you."

Zara just smiled wryly.

"Tante, I'm here to tell mommy tan."

"Yes auntie knows, your mommy last night sent a message to auntie."

"Okay, let's just go right away."

"What is aunt?" zara asked not to understand.

"Joy asked Aunty to make a special uniform for your body size Ra, he said he did not want you to wear a uniform that was ready mommy because it was too short, but..." mely's speech was stifled as she looked towards Zara's body.

"It turns out your legs are level Ra so that the skirt looks mini if you wear it," Mely smiled anxiously.

Not nothing, already possessive to ask for your forgiveness Joy.