Just Created For Me
THU*72

Along the way Andra was silent, even Zara seemed to be careless because of her indifferent attitude and did not ask her to speak a word.

The car stopped at the mansion, Zara came out from the side door opened by Andra, a sweet and sincere smile she offered, hoping Andra to end her cold attitude.

But his heart melted because the handsome man was still silent a thousand languages.

Zara followed Andra's footsteps entering the mansion.

"Have you come home Joy?" ask Maharani.

"Heum."

"Why is your face tangled like that, son, tell mommy what makes your heart mope."

The empress who had not known of Zara's whereabouts behind her stroked the son's head gently.

"Well, he's the one who pissed your son off mom?"

Glug

Cih the mommy ngadu's son.

Maharani turned her gaze in the direction that Andra pointed out.

"Dear why are you quiet, aunt thought Joy came home alone, you ate baby, let's go inside."

Andra rounded her mouth, her mother's gentle demeanor changed one hundred and eighty degrees after seeing Zara.

"Mom, she's the one who pissed me off, why is mommy sweet on her?" andra's protests are not willing.

"Ah indeed the man should have surrendered Joy, let's Ra go inside" Maharani led Zara to follow him into the dining room.

"Mom your son is me mom, not him" Andra protested as she followed the two with her hands squeezing her head.

Zara smiled with satisfaction as she winked one eye at Andra then moved her tiny lips.

Ish, long time ago I***** this is really a child.

Zara sat in the dining room chair watching the Maharani who was concocting a fruit cocktail and thrust at Zara.

"Thank you aunt."

"I'm also a mom, but use the fruit, don't use this, this and that" pinta Andra didn't want her mommy to be so attentive to anyone other than herself.

"Ish you ribed Joy, make yourself ah."

"Moom.." Andra protested.

"Actually you why Joy, why upset with Zara heum?"

"Tauk ah males."

Andra left the dining room and headed for her room.

Maharani smiled as she shook her head to see the actions of the son.

"Gini Aunt..." Zara then told me about the incident at Aunt Mely's house.

About Andra who asked for a model skirt in Zara wear should be 7/8 while others wear a size of 3/4.

Maharani smiled calmly, apparently his possessive nature made him think short.

"Well, later the aunt will talk to him, you calm down" said the wise Maharani.

The Maharani's words warmed her heart, her gentle and thoughtful attitude, as if Zara was her own biological daughter made her feel again the attention of the mother who had passed away.

If only the mother was still there, of course Zara could still feel the warmth and attention of her mother, clutching her when the loneliness came, smiling when sad greeting, and crying haru when happiness came.

"Ra, why are you crying" Maharani was stunned when she saw tears welling up in Zara's eyes.

"Ahh it's okay aunt, I just remember the same late mother, if the mother still there maybe Zara will not be lonely and can still feel the warmth of a mother's embrace" he said while wiping tears on his cheeks.

The maharani hugged the girl tightly.

The two hugged each other tightly.

"Ehmm hmm, only Zara was hugged momm, your son you were abandoned" said Andra sarcas.

Maharani smiled and waved at the son to join, the three hugged each other tightly.

Because the night began late Andra also drove Zara to return to the apartment.

"Sister, still angry?" asked Zara who was feeling careless because Andra silenced her.

Andra shook her head slowly, her mind finally opened after the mother advised her.

'Never restrain another as long as he has not become lawfully yours'

Let Zara approach her sincerely without coercion, however deep the love that Andra has will not be able to make Zara his own if that feeling is not present in his heart.

"Go to bed Ra, and don't think of me" Andra's confident words made Zara pull one corner of her lips.

"Okay boss, I will definitely fall asleep without having to bother thinking about you."

"Ra, how cruel are you?"

"I mean ?"

"Yes at least think of me for a while before going to bed, so that I may gradually reign in your heart" Andra said poetically.

Zara only reviewed a faint smile and stepped out of the car and into the lobby of her apartment.

"Ra, I'll pick you up tomorrow."

Zara shook her head quickly and wiggled her fingers in refusal.

Andra passed by while scratching her non-itchy head.

Only this time did Andra meet a girl who was so hard on her stance, even after all the attention and affection she showed, had not been able to tear her heart down.

What do I have to do for you to give your heart to me Ra.

At eleven o'clock the new night Andra arrived at the mansion.

"Have you delivered her to Joy's apartment?"

"Heum, momm already but just got to the lobby" replied Andra as she stepped into her room.

"Hey you're not polite, take the girls home just to the lobby" hardik Maharani who was upset at the work of the son.

"Mom, Zara has never invited any male guests into her apartment" Andra said with an annoyed face.

Maharani is disturbed, in this era there are still girls like Zara, really Maharani feel moved.

I wish I could get you to be my son-in-law Ra.

Andra tried to close her eyes hoping that the night would soon pass, her spirit was now stirring when Maharani said from tomorrow she would start to look after the central boutique again, so Andra could join Zara at the branch boutique, he thought.

And his phone alarm went off loud which he doesn't normally set at five in the morning.

Wanting to look maximum Andra immediately took a morning shower and rubbed his body with the most fragrant soap in his mommy, deliberately Andra took a collection of luxury soap Mommy so that it looks today maximally.

He carefully shaved off all the fine hairs on his lips and chin.

His smile rose in front of the mirror after several times he turned his face to the left and right side ensuring that the shave was perfect.

Black jeans with long-sleeved sky blue shirts that he folds to the elbow, maybe ordinary people will see it looks like a model.

A sharp nose with thin, wavy lips is indeed the girl who can turn away from her charm.

"Are you ready mom?"

"Oh, tumben you ngajak mommy first Joy, usually mommy already neat you just woke up, even after mommy woke up a few times" said Maharani was amazed by the attitude of the son who was different from the usual day.