
When Zen left the room, Linda laid her body back on Zen's bed.
" What's wrong with him, why can't it go on a rampage like that" murmured Linda who occasionally grimaced in pain because she still felt pain in her head.
" And what was that? he talks a lot and doesn't use formal words" he continued.
" Haaahh, I've had a pain in my head that's a little light, I have to go." Linda also moved from the bed but her eyes widened when she saw Zen's work room was so messy.
" What's up on the earthquake slope" Linda murmured with her gaping mouth and still enlarged eyes.
Linda's soul churned to clean up the messy room, starting to pick up pieces of glass, jars and books scattered on the floor.
It only takes twenty minutes the condition of the room has returned to normal, neat and clean.
Linda sat on the sofa resting her tired body for a while after feeling better Linda moved back and headed for the door to get out of the Zen room, but when Linda held the door hendle along with Zen who entered her room.
" Do you want to leave?" zen asked, but his hand moved against Linda's hair covering her wound.
Linda turned her head slightly in shock at Zen's movements.
" Hey you're bleeding again, " said Zen who immediately pulled Linda's hand and sat her on the sofa to re-treat Linda's open lyka again.
" Mister, I-I'm fine" Linda said in shock at getting Zen's special treatment, whether consciously or not Zen had crossed the line.
Zen, who was notoriously cold, never cared about anyone except the Carroll family, was currently showing him a different attitude than usual, either only guilt or what only Zen knew.
" It's okay how? look at your wounds bleeding again," he replied with a foot that stepped into the room where Linda had rested to take the city p3k.
Zen returned with a box on his left hand and a basin of warm water and a small towel on his left hand, he immediately sat down on his knees to make it easier to clean Linda's wound.
From cleaning his blood with warm water and giving back the red medicine and also reattaching the bandage.
" It's done" he said, throwing his breath away violently and sitting himself on the sofa next to Linda.
Linda was still speechless with her hand holding her chest because as Zen cleared her wound, Linda looked directly at Zen's handsome face, linda had never even clearly seen Zen's face but in this way she could even see it very clearly.
" How can you bleed again?" asked Zen in a soft voice.
" Don't know" Linda replied briefly.
Zen realized something, his eyes went around staring at his work room that had been left with a mess but why can it be neat again, while he had not had time to tell OB to clean the room.
Zene turned her head towards Linda, her eyes squinting at Linda's sweaty face and slightly disheveled hair.
" You did it" said Zen, Linda turned her head tilting because she did not understand what Zen meant.
" Doing? did what?" ask Linda.
" You cleaned my room?" Linda nodded and Zen reacted very strangely according to Linda, as Zen patted her own head and sighed violently.
" Why?" ask Linda.
" You're a fool what how, knowing you're hurt but all the time cleaning up my messy room, there's still an OB in this office, Linda." Zen said at length, Linda looked into the eyes of Zen who was still talking but she was not authenticated.
" Let me take you home, get some rest." Zen said that immediately moved from his seat.
" I'm taking Mr.'s car" Linda refused.
" Let the butut car stay here and there will be my people, I will order to deliver it to the Mansion" said Zen, who did not want to be rejected.
Zen slowly pulled Linda's hand towards the elevator, and the employees' eyes grew distrustful of what he saw.
" What I saw was real,"
" Mister Zen held the woman's hand,"
" Is he Mr. Zen's lover,"
" so lucky for him,"
That's the speech after the words made by employees who are very idolizing Zen figure who he thinks is very good and responsible.
Zen does not care about the gaze of the employees, the most important thing is that he must take responsibility for what he does to the girl he hates so much.
Ever since Linda broke her figura, Zen decided to hate her so much. ' I hate her so much, ' Zen said in his heart, yes he always spoke like that when he was near Linda, I don't know what his purpose is but that's what he always said in his heart.
Zen and Linda were in the elevator with their hands still holding, so Linda was very uncomfortable with this situation.
" Sorry sir, let go of my hand, Linda said very carefully, Linda's words made Zen realize that he was holding Linda's hand
" I'm sorry, I didn't mean to" said Zen in a still cool style.
They had reached the basement and headed straight for Zen's black car.
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Devita and Puspa have just finished their classroom exams and are now walking towards the front stop of the campus waiting for the bus to go to the store.
Once again Devita daydreamed of something, yes she was thinking about Jonathan she knew Jonathan was heartbroken at her and the engagement of the night that he was not present and this heart was not present to attend the class, it was the uneasy feeling that Devita felt at this moment.
" Dev, why?" tanya Puspa who had earlier asked her to talk but Devita just kept silent did not respond to her words.
" Haha, no, why Pu?" ask Devita.
" You've been daydreaming, what are you thinking?" abugn.
" I'm thinking about Jonathan, where he is going,"
" Maybe he's on business, let it be that ordinary, disappear and present itself." Puspa said, Devita confirmed Puspa's speech, it had become a habit of Jonathan who often disappeared and mumcul by itself.
After the bus arrived, they entered, the car went to the city center where the shops are located. It only took 15 minutes they had arrived right in front of his flower shop.
The store is ready and neat because there is a girl who also takes care of him, namely Citra. The girl who comes from a lower class family who continues to be bullied on campus and brought Puspa to help her in the store, she is a student who gets a scholarship and her home country is Indonesia.
" Puspa Ka, Devita ka." Say hello to Citra politely and call them by the name, Brother.
" Image, you come at what time, how tidy," asked Puspa who was amazed by the persistence of Citra.
" I came from Three hours ago Brother, today there is only one class." Answer Imagery.
" You're very diligent, Cit." Praise Devita, yes since Citra helps in store revenue and the state of the store is very controlled.
When Devita wants to get inside the store, a car stops right in front of the store, Devita's smile expands to see a man coming out of the car who is none other than Daniel Carroll.
" Mister and Miss are expected if you want to make out do not here, let's Citra." Puspa's speech that immediately passed by by pulling Citra's hand.
" The Puspa's bottom," Devita murmured with her laughter.
" His why?" daniel asked, Devita just put her shoulders together.
Inside the shop, Puspa continued to grumble.
" Ka Puspa, I'm sorry last night I couldn't come" said Citra who deliberately stopped the grunts Puspa.
" Any right, that's okay,"
" Oh yes, Ka Devita is engaged, and soon her wedding day. But why are you Devita still out of the house." Citra's speech made Puspa wrinkle his eyebrows.
" Why did Devita go out of the house for the wedding day?" tanya Puspa who does not understand the meaning of Citra's speech.
" Yes if in my country, before the wedding day, the bride-to-be in Pingit should not go out of the house," explained Citra which again makes Puspa confused.
" What did you say? pick it up," he said who could not imitate the words of Citra.
" Pingit Kak, Pingit is where the bride's calom is allowed to go out of the house and the sword is allowed to meet each other with her future husband, because in my country says it's pamali." The image explained.
" Singling, Pamali. What's that I don't understand, here there's nothing like that Cit, here free there's no such ban." Puspa's laughter boomed.
The door opens, which turns out to be Devita, who enters the store to say goodbye, leaving with Daniel.
" It's lucky you're Cit, he's busy right now." Puspa said after Devita left with Daniel, Puspa and Citra's laughter was heard again.
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In a boutique whose owner is none other than Dinar Carroll. Daniel took Devita there for the wedding dress fitting that Dinar was the designer and Daniel asked.
" Welcome young master." Said the worker at the boutique there.
" A Do Dinar exists?" ask Daniel.
" Miss Dinar hasn't arrived yet, sir, please."
Daniel continues to hold Devita's hand towards a special room but suddenly there is a woman who accidentally hit Devita's body until staggered but fortunately Daniel swiftly caught the body of his lover.
" Hey, you can't use your eyesight, Hah!!" daniel snapped loudly and made the boutique visitor look at him.
" O Hay Mr. Daniel," said the woman to the shame of getting Daniel's shot.
Daniel's eyes squinted from feeling he didn't recognize her.
" Of course you don't recognize my face but you do know my name, Catherine." Said the woman introducing her name by extending her hand with confidence but dear Daniel did not respond to her helping hand and made the woman retract her hand.
" Since that night, I've never met you again, but today the goddess of fortune sided with me." He said with one eye.
" Daniel who is he? and what did that night mean, what?" ask Devita who doesn't understand.
Daniel was still calm, looking gently at Devita's face and rubbing her cheeks affectionately.
" You can go in first, yes, I'll catch up" Daniel said softly.
" But.." Devita's words are back in between Daniel.
" I'll explain later" Devita nodded and passed with an employee to the special room.
After Devita's death, Daniel stared intently at the woman in front of him.
" Who are you?" daniel asked with a murderous look.
" Don't look at me like that, ah but that's okay, that's what got me drunk because of you" she replied flirtatiously.
" You're wrong if you want to play around with me" said Daniel who is still calm mode.
" I don't want to play around Mr. Daniel Carroll, I'm just reminiscing about our good memories, that's all."
Daniel continued to look at the beautiful face of the woman who owned the name Catherine, he tried to remember who she was. But when he saw the mole on the tip of his lips, Daniel immediately remembered it.
" Oouu, you're the lady, what I give you is lacking, or you're not satisfied" Daniel said.
" Less? ah I think it's very appropriate, can I ask him again," he said, who was very shameless.
Daniel grinned. " Don't dream too much" he said with eyes glancing at the boutique keeper to signal her to drag the woman out of the boutique before things got worse.
Quickly the guard dragged him out of the boutique roughly.
" Hey, don't you touch me" the woman who owns Catherine's name continued to rebel and did not receive such treatment.
" I'll avenge this humiliation" he murmured.
" Make sure the woman will not go into this boutique again" said Daniel firmly and immediately passed away to catch up with Devita who was already in the room where the wedding dress was located.
" What if Vita asks who he is" Daniel muttered uneasily.
Daniel enters the room where Devita is in it, Devita's eyes are squeaking looking at Daniel's face that looks worried about something she doesn't know what it is.
" Daniel what's wrong with you?" ask Devita.
Daniel just looked at his girlfriend's face with a look that expressed his guilt.
' What Vita can accept my mass, ' Daniel's inner self.
" No, you've seen your dress" Daniel asked, switching the conversation.
" No, I want to wait for you" Devita's innocent smile made Daniel couldn't bear to hold back his guilt for hiding something that Daniel himself wasn't sure he wanted to be honest with his lover.
' I'm sorry, ' her mind again.
" Show the dress," Daniel told his sister's boutique employee, the employee passed to get the dress stored in a glass cabinet in a small room.
" Daniel, I can show you something" Devita's speech makes Daniel very sure that Devita will discuss or ask about the woman.
" Ah that's the dress, try it first, I want to see you wear it now" Daniel told Devita.
Devita only smiled with a disturbed mind because of Daniel's attitude which looked like he was hiding something from her.