
Ziko ate the young mango voraciously. Mr. Budi who saw can only grin, imagine the asemnya mango.
Raharsya Group's family has finished dinner. They chatted in the family room. The voice of the big master's phone rang. The big master took his phone and looked at his phone screen.
" Hello good night." Said the Great Lord.
The Great Lord chatted through his cell phone. There's just a good word, yes, right. And the last word the great master said was Thank you while putting his phone on the table.
" Who's pa?" ask wife.
" The police chief who just called papa. About that police number. He said the number was sent by Mr. Mahesa. And almost all the police numbers are Mahesa's words." Said the Great Master while thinking about who Mahesa was.
" His name seems familiar to our ears, huh Pa? When and where?" Said his wife big master trying to remember something.
" Who is Mahesa?" tanya Zelin also participated in the chat with her parents.
" Hust be quiet." Madame Amel said quickly.
Zelin immediately manyun because it just got a reprimand from the mother.
" Mahesa, Mahesa." Said the great master repeating the word while recalling something.
" Pa, could it be Mr Mahesa whose wife is Aiza?" Mrs Amel said.
The big master tried to find the latest information about the news of the business community called Mahesa. For the latest business news there is no mention of Mahesa. The great lord was looking for information again for 10 years ago.
" Ma take a look here." The big master's speech showed his phone.
The message was written about the business trip of Mr. Mahesa. All of his business is written well. Until the surrender of his wealth to his grandson who initials ZKA. The couple looked at each other. They tried to match Zira's name with that initial.
" ZKA equals Zira Kanaya Amrin." Madam Amel said with goosebumps while mentioning that name.
The couple could not imagine that the initials were indeed Zira's name.
" Ma, what's wrong with those initials?" ask Zelin curiously.
" You know that indeed the initials ZKA is the name Zira, meaning your brother-in-law is the richest man here." Madam Amel said.
Zelin also listened to his parents. He was even more amazed if Zira was the initials.
" What do we do next." Madam Amel said curiously.
" We'd better get this initial information to this newspaper." Said the great sir.
" Why pa? If you think the initials are true for Zira." Mrs Amel said sure.
" Can it be ma? But did you remember the news about her lost son. We don't know if his son is missing or dead. Because it's like a coincidence that suddenly there's a child who claims to be his granddaughter." Said the great sir. He thinks using his wits to associate something with something else. The big master got up from the sofa and went to the other room.
" Where are you going?" ask Mrs Amel.
" Papa wants to contact the newspaper's editor." Said the great sir.
The zelin sitting far away now moved his seat next to his mother.
" Ma, if it turns out that initials are not the name of Kak Zira how?" Zelin said curiously.
" If it's not Zira's name, we can annul the divorce, but if it's true, it will be difficult for us to annul the divorce. Because your brother has committed contempt for his granddaughter."
Madam Amel could imagine what was going on in the future. He is not very confident if Zira is the grandson of Mahesa's father.
" Ma, if it's true, try to approach Kak Zira. Where does it know brother Zira luluh." Zelin's voice calmed her mother.
Madam Amel was unable to calm herself. He could not think of an approach to Zira.
" Ma, didn't you say that Zira was living alone here? But why now could be the richest man in town." Zelin.
" What is the Mahesa family?" ask Zelin again.
" Mama can't say in detail. But most importantly he was a rich man in his era, and if according to mom and dad, Mahesa's family is still the number one person here. But they can cover their wealth neatly until they are not penetrated by the media." Miss Amel explained.
" Why did you get to the media ma?"
" Maybe covered his wealth because of the presence of his grandson, Zira. Maybe he doesn't want his granddaughter to be the target of the media."
The great master returned to the living room. Madam Amel and Zelin are still waiting for news from her papa.
" How about pa?" ask lady Amel curious.
" It took them a while because it was a long time ago, so they had to check first." Said the great sir.
Raharsya's family chatted about the possibility. They have to find a way to meet Zira.
***
Zira has spent her mangoes voraciously. Mango is very acidic. Kevin felt sick to see Zira can spend the mango with salt.
Suddenly Zira felt her heart ache. He could not move, his face was deathly pale.
" Why is your Miss?" ask Kevin to worry.
Zira held her stomach to endure the pain.
" Miss, are you giving birth?" Kevin was confused because Zira did not answer him.
Kevin tries to remember something about Novi's message to him. Foods that should not be eaten by pregnant women. Novi did not mention mangoes there. He thought the mango was safe. But he still didn't know what caused Zira to get sick like that.
" Servant!" Kevin shouted.
A middle-aged woman came over to Zira. The woman was the woman Kevin had proposed as the owner of the house.
" What happened to Zira." The woman was worried.
Kevin tells about the willingness of Zira to eat young mangoes.
" Quickly we'll take him to the hospital. Looks like the stomach acid's up." Said the woman quickly.
" How do I take him?" kevin was confused.
" You carry sir?" The woman said a little annoyed. Kevin hesitated to carry Zira. She dared not touch him, let alone carry him. The woman kept pushing Kevin. And finally he ventured to carry Zira. He raised Zira's body with both hands and placed it in front of his chest. That way they are pretty close. Kevin walked over while looking at Zira's pale face. There was a sense of attraction when he carried Zira's body like that. The woman opens the car door and orders Kevin to put Zira's body inside.
The driver is ready behind the wheel. After putting down Zira's body, Kevin closed the door and wanted to sit next to the driver.But the middle-aged woman was already sitting next to the driver.
" Where is your master going?" ask the woman quickly from behind the windshield.
" I want to sit in front." Said Kevin slowly.
" Mister don't joke like this, where might I ask you to sit here. Already know the precarious situation even make guyonan not funny." Said the woman sniffled.
Kevin didn't mean to make a joke, he just wanted to sit in front. But the woman misinterpreted his words.
" Hurry in, sir." Say that woman again. Finally Kevin entered again and sat down next to Zira who was still lying down while bending her knees.
The woman looked back at the condition of her employer.
" Oh sir, are you not feeling at all. Let's see the condition of Miss Zira. Put Miss Zira's head over your thigh, so Zira can breathe regularly." Grumpy that woman.
And again Kevin put Zira's head on his thigh. Though in doubt he did. There was a sweaty fur coming out of Zira's forehead, Kevin subconsciously wiped it.
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