Just Created For Me
THU*74

A grim face is seen on the look on Andra's face, If in the morning he is so excited because it can be close to Zara all day, but the bitter reality makes his eyes open.

Andra watched the gazes of the men staring in admiration towards Zara, there was even a mother who blatantly asked her to be her daughter-in-law.

The son's heart was read by the Maharani.

"How's Joy's boutique situation, does Zara feel right there?"

Andra nodded, as it was indeed a boutique sale since Zara's presence had increased.

Maharani smiled with satisfaction, the data written in the book really makes him happy, only a few days Zara worked has made the boutique experience a turnover increase of almost fifty percent.

But somehow Andra seems unwilling if the boutique visitors can see the sweet face of Zara as much as possible, Andra does not want to share, Andra does not want to share, Zara is hers, though a little selfish, but Andra doesn't want Zara to be a direct public consumption.

Do I have to fire him, inner Andra.

But Zara would certainly be very sad if she for no reason fired the girl.

"Joy, why are you son?" maharani asked, the gloomy face of his son was very different when he left this morning.

"It's okay mom, I'm going to mom's room."

Maharani knitted her brows, did something happen that made her son's heart become moody, inwardly.

Is it because his desires are not fulfilled, he thought again.

A few days ago his son insisted on making a skirt size longer than other employees to wear Zara, but Maharani could not grant it because Zara also wanted the same treatment as other employees.

"Did mommy have it wrong with you son?" maharani said slowly.

Andra nodded weakly.

What's wrong is your son's mom, I'm so scared of losing him.

Feeling that the son did not want to share his anxiety, the Empress also understood this.

He just hopes now Joy can be more mature in dealing with a problem.

Still remembered when Joy raged incessantly, even to the point of hurting her own body by confining herself in the room without eating and drinking.

Heartbroken when he found out Shanum, the girl who owned his first love already belongs to someone else.

The heart of Maharani when he saw the condition of the son who was very concerned.

After two years of healing her wounds, Joy returns to her homeland with a new spirit and soul.

Just a look of pity on the son and praying that what became his dream come true, without wanting to interfere in his affairs, the Empress stepped into the room.

"Mom.." call Andra slowly.

"Hey, what's up, baby?"

"I want to talk to you."

Maharani turned her body and headed to the middle room following Andra.

"Speak, will mommy listen."

Maharani stared at the son intensely, trying to dive into the contents of his only son's heart.

"Why is Joy, Zara not at home in her place now?"

Andra nodded slowly.

"Then?"

"Ehm, I just don't want Zara to see a lot of mom, instead of not willing, just upset, they come to the boutique instead of buying clothes and just want to see Zara's face, but, kan became boisterous mah" explained Andra who had unconsciously said indirectly that she felt jealous.

Both eyebrows Maharani raised, apparently the core of the problem that bothers the son is his possessiveness.

Joy does not want to share the beauty of her lover with others, although her profession as a model, of course, her face and body are often plastered in various magazines, the inner maharani.

"Hm will mommy think, where the right position for him" said the Empress softly so that Joy's heart becomes calm.

"I asked if Zara could work behind mom's scenes."

"I mean like that director?"

"It's not that mom, it's the least in front of the table, which can't be seen by everyone who has no interest."

"You are Joy, make mommy confused, she is a model, of course, people used to see her in magazines, and other media, she said, and you should be proud to have a beautiful lover and loved by many."

The Empress was very anxious and wanted to tempt her possessive son.

"Ish mom, ah mommy is not cool" he said annoyed and stepped away leaving mommy who laughed softly.

Meanwhile Zara is seen hissing with her hands twitching her calves slowly.

"This cake, let your feet not swollen" Dewi thrust ice cubes wrapped in a handkerchief.

"Thank you" said Zara Haru, the attention of his best friend was already like a sibling himself.

"Lu did not replace Ra, instead of rolling with other employees?" Even the experienced goddess at work had strange thoughts, how can an employee be allowed to stand for hours without rest while the boutique is one of the famous boutiques that of course the safety and comfort of employees is guaranteed.

"Ehm did not know Wi, even when I asked Septi to replace for a while because I wanted to go to the bathroom instead he was angry, he said I was not professional and not disciplined" zara said with annoyance.

"Yes elaahh jellyfish.lightly you are in the same omelin as the magic grandmother, you do not understand the eyes full of envy and spite, lu tu ya Ra, Ra, so people do not be too innocent and innocent, you may die standing up, you should not be trampled, even though your new employee must have a firm attitude, you must have a firm attitude, dare because of right and fear because of wrong, as long as we do not do something that violates the rules in the boutique, yes we are fine-fine, do not be afraid of each other, do not be afraid of each other, even though they are seniors but we should not always submit to their orders, do not let us be made footwear by them, after all, he is not the one with your salary" the Goddess's chest rose and fell in annoyance.

Indeed Zara is a soft-hearted girl, that's what backfired for her.

The softness of his attitude allows others to do things at will to Zara, because they know Zara will not dare to refuse let alone deny anything that they claim.

"Ra, you are horrifying me yes, from tomorrow you must be firm, you must not be weak, let alone sneeze weakly gurgling in front of him, you must dare to rebel, you must be brave, if you're still weak and obey what that witch ordered, I'll tell Andra's sister I'm a..."

"Yes, yes, I'll recite ..." Zara quickly chimed in on the phrase Goddess, she did not want Andra to know what was natural in the boutique.

"Who do you think he is, would you like to recite Septi the witch heum?"

"So Wi, I mean to recite your words, I must be firm and must not look weak in front of Septi, right?" zara said with a lighted look.

Dewi smiled wryly, though Zara's gaze was so full of anger but she knew her best friend's heart would never be able to be hard even in the person who had hurt her, Zara's heart was so soft as silk.

If you can't pay it back then let my hand make it a deterrent.