Marry Me
Breakfast Both

After a few minutes passed, Zeera finally managed to calmly exit from inside her room. Arsen stared intently as Zeera had only come out after nearly an hour or so of waiting. However, the beautiful girl could still be relaxed. As if he had done nothing wrong. While the current members of Arsenes, had already lowered their heads. Not daring to look at his master who was holding back his regret.

"Let's have breakfast!. Wait especially?. " Excite Zeera with her innocent face.

Zeera is different from the others. At a time when everyone did not dare to say a word. Zeera even casually, sit down in front of Arsen. The girl who always wears the hijab, without the slightest fear. Start taking her breakfast with a smile on her lips.

But, the unexpected thing by Arsen and all its members. Zeera first got breakfast for Arsen. Take one sandwich and die an omelet for Arsen.

Zeera also began peeling apples, after which she cut them with a medium size. And he also added grapes.

"Nani, please get Youguort dong!. " I asked the waiter next to the dining table.

The nani moved quickly. And take what Zeera wants. As the girl of his master's choice.

A little while later, Zeera had finished making a fruit salad that she blended with her own hands. Then give it to Arsen. Everyone was made to gawk at Zeera's current attitude. In fact, in the salad Zeera also adds a piece of banana ambon as well.

"Nani, next time you serve a sandwich to your master, don't use an omelet!. Because he doesn't like eggs." Excited Zeera while thrusting her homemade salad to Arsen.

"Okay, young lady. " Answer nani understood.

Arsen immediately started eating his breakfast, without saying much more. Because at this time he felt overwhelmed by Zeera's attitude. The girl remembered, If she didn't like to eat eggs. Arsen was always allergic to eggs. Only Zeera and Joe know. Because, Arsen does not want food that makes him uncomfortable. Even known by outsiders. As a mobster with many enemies. Arsen should be able to take care of himself. And close all the possibilities that could make himself wretched.

For a moment there was no chatter. Both of them started to enjoy their breakfast. Sometimes Arsen still had time to glance at Zeera. Noticing her chosen woman was enjoying her breakfast with lahab.

A few minutes passed, Arsen was done with the late breakfast. Then, he wiped the leftovers from his lips.

"Why not go out, before the fashion designers leave?. " Arsen was apparently still curious about Zeera's attitude earlier.

"One brother himself, Inviting the wrong person. Brother wants me to go to Umi and Abi, if the girl stays at the grown man's house. " Cerocos Zeera was even upset by herself.

"What does this have to do with it?. " Arsen still doesn't understand. And he will ask until he gets an answer that he thinks is right.

"Ck, that big brother is Mommy Jeny's assistant sister. And you know what that means?. " Zeera patted her own lidad. Because this time Arsen even confused fashion itself.

"I can be hung with Umi, if until Mommy Jeny came here and caught her nephew in a man's room. In fact, we haven't done anything yet. " Continue Zeera again with her silly.

Without Zeera knowing, Joe has even caught his own ketir. He was the one who called the designers. However, Joe did not know if he was the closest person to Zeera. Still good that comes is his assistant, if Madame Jeny can be ascertained. If Zeera will be in big trouble later.

"What do you think we're gonna do?. " Tanya Arsen with her satirical tone. Intentionally fishing for Zeera.

But Zeera herself understood. And just smash lips. It was also possible that Zeera answered again with what was inside her brain at the moment. He was embarrassed himself later.

"Joe... "

"Ready, Sir. "

"Prepare the car now!. " Arsen orders after seeing Zeera is done with her breakfast.

"Good sir. "

"Where are you going?. " Task Zeera when she sees Arsen rising from his chair.

"Take Umi and Abi's children back to their habitat. Before he lost his way again " replied Arsen in his flat tone.