Marrying a Girl of Papa's Choice
Part 141's. The Dilemma (Zara)
" Sister Davit, answering someone's love is not as easy as turning a book to the next page, if you want to hope Zara answers as soon as possible. Sorry, can't. There's still a lot to consider." Zara turned around, she was about to leave Davit alone.
Davit grabbed Zara's wrist. "Zara"
Zara stopped and turned her back. Staring at the oval face and thick eyebrows and the owner of the shady eyes highlight it.
Davit pulled Zara's chin. Mimik Zara looked up, her pink lips clearly visible in front of Davit. "Did Mr Mert bother you? He's a rich young man, don't be fooled by him."
"No, Brother Davit. Mr. Mert's a very nice young man." The red lips quivered in response to a question from Davit.
How to deliver Zara so soft makes the heart of Davit feels cramped. It's like he has no place to win this race.
Yes ... Expecting Zara's love turns out to be a race, hoping to be a winner by expecting one of her opponents to lose and give up.
"Zara, decide now, choose me or Mert?"
"Sister Davit, Zara doesn't know what Zara has to say to the two of you, honestly Zara's hard to decide all this."
"Zara, look me in the eye, and look at my sincerity." Davit tried to convince Zara.
"Sister Davit, let no one get hurt between the two of you, Zara decided not to choose any of you. Sorry." Zara cupped her hands.
You're worried about Zara. It means you love me too. I will fight for you.
After Zara's departure, Davit also left. Davit was always hoping and trying before Zara said, No.
Zara came back from the back garden through the kitchen. Mert saw Zara from the door of his room that he accidentally opened, because the AC in his room was dead function.
The girl stepped foot in a bit of haste. Unknowingly, two eyes were watching his slightly hasty steps.
"Zara from where?" Asked Mert who was already standing on the doorstep of the room, his body leaning against the door leaf. Zara from the kitchen passed by her.
"From the back garden" said Zara
"Well?"
"There's a need with Brother Davit" said Zara honestly. Then go to the bathroom and wash his hands and feet.
"Busy no?" Mert asked again when he saw Zara coming out of the bathroom.
" Let's just deliver the yogurd, and milk for Miss Andini." Zara arranged the food on the tray.
" I can't ask you for help." Ask Mert, expectantly.
"ask for help? If I can do it, I don't mind, Mr. Mert." said Zara, passing Mert just like that while, her hand was tense afraid that the milk in her hand would spill.
" It can. Make me a cup of coffee! Take it to my room."
" Well, sir" Zara turned her body about to take a yogurd and immediately delivered it to Andini. The spoiled mistress who had been inseparable from her husband ever since she became pregnant.
"Zara, after delivering to Miss Andini, make a latte coffee and please take it to the room. I don't mind asking for help."
"Of course not master," The girl breezed away, and a shadow disappeared in the turn. As Zara passed by, Mert smiled sweetly. Even though Zara could not see that smile.
Mert increasingly admired the figure of Zara. Hijab girl in simple clothes. The owner of hazel eyes and lashes continues to be able to make himself fixated when nearby.
Zara's on the top floor. She saw Andini and her husband being spoiled. Sitting on a long sofa while enjoying a show at a TV station. Andini's head is in Arsena's lap. Arsena was relaxing, her hands were stroking his wife's hair and her other arm was propping up her chin.
Good afternoon, sir, Miss, this is a special milk booster that I have added fruit juice in it along with yogurd.
"Thank you Zara."
Zara put in front of Andini without compromising her modesty. He turned his body and left.
Arsena and Andini are still in the same position, the arrival of Zara does not disturb his affection in the slightest.
Zara went back to the kitchen, made her Mert latte coffee squad ten minutes ago. The smell of coffee came out of the kitchen. Zara breathed in her soothing aroma. Without wasting any more time Zara delivers latte coffee Mert orders.
"This sir is your order." Zara stood in front of the door.
"Zara come in." Mert turned his head towards the door staring at Zara's presence.
"Just let me give you permission, come in."
Zara said she went into Mert's room and put coffee on a small table next to the bed. Apparently Mert was busy doing office work.
Zara's got a lot of work, but I'm sleepy, can I have a minute. There you are here for sure my sleepiness will disappear.
"But sir."
"It's okay, besides the door's open." Mert seemed to know what Zara was thinking. Women and men are in the same room, there will be a third creature that is very happy.
Mert pulled a chair, he put it right next to him Zara finally sat next to Mert. In addition to Mert's busyness there are many questions he asks about Zara's life experience .
The man was no longer sleepy he could do office tasks a little faster because there was a woman he loved had faithfully accompanied sitting next to him.
Mert double-checked the company's data coming in today. His busyness in the office was extraordinary after Miko carried out her honeymoon which was reportedly just going home today.
Zara, how about I propose to your parents next month.
" Applied?" Zara's face looked surprised, she didn't expect Mert to be this crazy in expressing her feelings. To the point.
"There's no way Mr. Mert, we're different castes."
"Why? Any prohibitions? If you really think we're different, I've erased the differences between us.
Mert said as he reached for a glass and occasionally sipped Zara's late coffee.
Zara's face looked troubled, the chair she was sitting on turned out to be not as comfortable as before.
Zara was in Mert's room for a long time . They just talk, sometimes laugh. Zara just found out that the guy likes to joke. But after Mert said he wanted to propose, it was no longer a joke.
"Master, let me go, your work is also done." Zara let's go out.
"I'm sorry if I was too hasty, just assume I didn't say anything." Mert tried to correct his words, worried that Zara would get away from him.
"Alright Zara, thank you for being there for me." Mert pulled out his powerful weapon. A sweet smile.
"Excuse me, sir." Zara stand.
When about to step out, maybe nervous or somehow Zara's robe gets caught by the leg of the chair.
Mert swiftly grabbed Zara's arm and pulled the slender body in his arms. "Don't move, let me lift the chair, if it forces this game to tear.'
Zara fell silent, her body stiff, her heart beating beyond the speed of the drums she was told was about to start a war.
"Zara I know when you're nervous with me, you feel the same way about me. But you're ashamed to admit it."
"Feeling something? No. gabe. I'm fine, sir." Zara put her foot back.
"Still lying, I know you're comfortable being close to me."
"Master Mert, I have to leave immediately."Zara left Mert alone. He ran towards his room which was one room away with Mert. In the middle was Oma's room, and Zara's room was at the very back end.
Zara immediately locked the door to her room. Hugging his knees at the side of the bed. This incident was very thrilling. This was the first time he was that close to a man, even the mint scent from the breath of Mert's master had felt.
"Master Mert, my heart wants to be dislodged when close to him, is this a sign that I feel more inclined towards him?"
"No, Brother Davit is so kind, I can't hurt his feelings, I don't want to be happy alone over his suffering, I can't be selfish."
By evening, dusk was gone and the stars changed. The full moon looks so big already from the east. The light is sniffing on the sidelines of the leaves.
Davit was in the rear gazebo, the place that this late became his favorite meeting with Zara.
The man was alone, busy arranging things, no surprise what he would give today to Zara.
After finishing everything, the man looks to reach into his pocket, grabbing a smart thing last year. Although it is outdated but Davit is good at taking care of it until it looks still cool.
Beep beep beep
The sound of shaking the phone on the dresser, shocked Zara who was washed away in the cradle of anxiety.