Love Young Master Za
Traumatizing

In the eastern horizon the golden color has emitted its light, trying to tear away the dark remains left behind by the night, from a golden dim vent it swallowed shamelessly greeting someone who slept wrapped in his thick blanket. Shamora Keandria, move slowly and open the eyelids adjusting to the lighting in the room. His legs wriggled to stretch the muscles of the body. Her beautiful eye beads glanced at the clock that was stuck on the wall of the room. The girl hastened to rise to tidy up the place of her dispute. Last night, he learned many new concepts that will be breakthrough as a spear in his wedding organizer. The indomitable girl had finished tidying herself up, after pecking a look at a glass Shamora brought her feet out of the room.

"Sha, breakfast first." 

"Yes, Bun !" The girl landed her body on the chair. His hands raised received a plate of fried rice made by the Mother. 

"Today, Mommy will sell the rest of the clothes in the boutique. Later you can use the building, it looks like the boutique can not be maintained." Sesal Bunda Sinta who was unable to develop his business. 

"Mother should not be sad, I will develop it, my WO also needs the wedding dresses that are there, because not all clients are willing to buy dresses."

"You're right, son." 

The conversation is interrupted when Shamora bounces to go to her WO office. The long-haired girl left the house feeling happy, inadvertently her net caught a beautiful circular ring on her ring finger. Shamora's smile expands considering her engagement one month ago, considering that her smile is slowly dimming. Yeah, Ricko's dad didn't show up at his engagement party because of an unhealthy condition. Shamora let out a long sigh excitedly, looking at the building before her eyes that read her WO, a single smile rose on that beautiful face feeling grateful for the achievement of this stage. The woman entered the building she rented a few months ago with warm smiles on some of her employees. 

"Good morning."

"Good morning, Brother." 

"I found a new concept, have a meeting in an hour." Shamora stepped foot towards her room. 

"Morning Sha." 

"Again, Za !" Shamora flips her body listening to the always sweet greeting in her eardrum. Yes, he is Zayyan Arkana Vinjaya. As he wishes, he now works with Shamora as a documentation team. His hands are trained and his love of art is unquestionably, Zayyan's shots are so good that they are praised by his clients. 

"Have breakfast ?" The man landed his body on the chair opposite Shamora.

"Already, last night I found a new concept for our WO, how about we carry the custom theme ? Like the kebaya of the bride and also catering special food." 

"Agree, I also propose to consider that the catering team be added and also the front team, because the guests sometimes come in groups to order." Zayyan leaned her body on the chair staring fixedly at the pretty face in front of her.

"I also thought about that, yesterday a little distress because it was not orderly. I also saw when the bride and groom asked to play a video of the memories a little constrained, because of the limited tools we have. Looks like I'll have to overhaul the teamwork system so it's not like yesterday." 

Shamora's eyebrows shot up next and then said. "Za, I'm sorry, but you didn't want to be paid when you joined WO as part of the documentation. So how do you buy those tools ? While projector equipment and others are expensive."

"I've put money aside and I've been thinking about this for a long time." Zayyan smiled. 

The meeting took place according to the hours determined by Shamora, the catering team and also the front and then rearranged the documentation team according to the idea submitted by Zayyan. 

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The sun crawled up, working behind the table did not feel the time rolling just like that, the ammunition must be filled immediately to recharge again. Zayyan glanced at the clock on his desk, it was time for lunch.

"We're having lunch." Zayyan visited Shamora in front of the door.

"Yes, at Cafe Arlo." 

"We're leaving together." Zayyan's proposal was hopeful and encouraging. As the owner of love for this girl before him, he did not waste the opportunity for the two.

"But, if Nevan finds out I'm leaving with a man, he'll be angry again. You know he's very jealous." 

"Nevan was always thinking negatively with people after his girlfriend left him. She was broken once back then, but now she's healed and can fall in love again."

Shamora was stunned, so this was the reason why Nevan was so unhappy when there was another man nearby, past trauma had not healed in the man's heart. 

"I'm off on my own, you're on a bike too, aren't you?"

Zayyan smiled. "Well, we meet at Cafe Arlo." The man twirled his body leaving Shamora who stared unkindly at him.

From now on, Shamora will better understand the figure of her future husband, what kind of wound is it ? What deep ? Until Nevan Willian is still traumatized fear of loss.