King Mafia And His Angel
Hearty and full of love
Zehra looked at the girl in front of him for a moment, as soon as he arrived in front of the mansion, slammed the car door with a movement so fast that he immediately entered the house with a style that was quite arrogant.
For a moment their eyeballs met each other, Ansa clearly exhaled violently her breath, she thought what this is Arash's new wife.
Zehra merely commented a smile, waiting for the girl before her to speak first.
The housekeeper suddenly descended in a hurry, welcoming anta with a fearful expression, according to the phone conveyed by her Mr. Arash in order to let anta to wait for her in the back room.
"Master said he'll be home in some time, miss can wait in the back"
Anta clearly raised her eyebrows, staring at zehra for some time.
"I want to talk to him"
Anta said quickly while pointing towards zehra.
Zehra was still developing her smile.
"We can have a casual chat until Arash Arrives"
Zehra said softly, trying to herd her towards the kitchen.
With a rough movement between sitting in the bartender's chair, grabbing a glass and looking for a bottle of drink.
"You're trying Indonesian drinks"
Zehra asked quickly, her eyeballs staring at a drink that was in her hand, zehra clearly knew it was an alcoholic drink.
"Maybe you'll like it"
Zehra fast.
For a moment between silence, then put back the drink in his hands.
"Yeah okay"
His tone sounded a little sneering.
Soon Zehra gave a glass of lemon ice to the anta.
The girl clearly glared, staring resentfully at zehra.
"It's just lemon ice, right? you fucked me up"
Jerk Anta pissed.
Zehra was still developing her smile, looking at the girl so warmly, she did not care about the anger or snapping that the girl gave her.
Anta tried to obey Zehra's words despite a moment of grumbling.
Then suddenly anta seemed silent after finishing all her drinks.
"This what?"
Ask him suddenly.
"Es lemon"
Zehra spoke and tried to sit next to Anta.
"Well I know"
The voice slowly sounded soft.
"Pretty good, make the heart feel quite peaceful"
"Have you heard the term There's a Million Love In Your Lunch Plate?"
Zehra asked suddenly, trying to stare in the face of the lady before her.
Anta shook her head slowly.
"cook from the heart'. Because cooking is not just a sensory job"
"Like a mother who always sincerely makes anything for their children, although in fact they may be tired, but still sincerely do it, so that children will always say, even if they are tired, the best and most delicious dishes are just their mother's dishes, although out there there can be a lot of delicious food that is more perfect"
"Even cooking and drinking from the hands of a mother can reduce the emotional level of the child who rises suddenly"
"Cooking or making a drink always involves feeling. The mother must have avoided cooking foods that her child did not like, even though she liked it herself, but she always prevents her children from eating and drinking anything deemed toxic because she knows it's not good for her health"
For a moment Anta glanced towards the bottle of drink she touched earlier, then she swallowed her saliva slowly.
"Es lemon and lemon aroma are very good for helping the brain escape from stress, bad mood, depression and unhappy problems."
"Drink is bad enough for health and heart, this beautiful face will quickly wrinkle if consumed too often"
zehra said slowly while trying to slowly touch her face, then she re-expanded her smile.
Anta looked lost for her words, the emotion that had just burst out suddenly dimmed instantly, instantly, and in his lifetime only this time there was able to face him in such an amazingly meek way without offending even the slightest bit of his feelings.