The charm of Miss Zahra
Episode Two

It was still morning but Fatih had already bent his face. Especially when the phone has just been turned off. True said Sarah-wife, terrorized continues about the child makes his mind become tired.

"Come in," Fatih ordered when she heard the door of the study knocking. "Bram?"

"It's still morning, Brother, but the face is already tangled," said Bram, sitting on the sofa.

"Bram, you'll understand if you're in my position."

"On the child?" bram's guess is on target. "There are many ways to get a child. You have a lot of money, so what's the trouble?"

"The thing is Sarah doesn't want the same thing. While my mom wants a real child." Fatih sighed. "Don't suggest remarrying" Fatih said, seeing a grin on Bram's face.

"I haven't said anything yet" Bram chuckled.

"But your expression says so."

"Would you like to hear my advice?" Fatih nodded and gave Bram time to continue his words. "You want the original child of your seed to be easy. You are looking for a woman who will rent her womb. It's called surrogacy, where the child that grows comes from the seed of yours."

"Are there women like that?" ask Fatih.

"much. Usually those who want to get property are easily willing to rent out their uterus. You just look for people like that and then you point out who you think has super qualities. To support the growth of the junior Fatih. When it comes to seedlings, it's definitely super, right?"

Fatih chuckled, feeling that Bram's speech was too ridiculous. All this time he had never heard of the womb lease or the surrogate mother system.

"I'm serious" Bram continued.

Then they focus on work.

***

Distance is no barrier for a Zahra. Despite a lack of sleep last night but this morning is ready in front of a computer screen. Even Alin just arrived.

"I don't think you're in, Ra."

"Otherwise, where do I get to pay for the money I borrowed?"

The room that had been crowded was suddenly silent when Fatih entered the room and met his supervisor.

"God's glory is the husband of men" whispered Alin, whom Zahra did not respond to. "By!" Alin called back when Zahra seemed uninterested in what he said.

"Yes?" Zahra.

"You're not interested in Mr. Fatih?"

"No."

"Oh means you're not normal" Alin replies and begins to focus on his work. This time he didn't want to get any attention on Mr. Fatih, there's Mr. Bram.

Not long after an OB approached Zahra's desk handing over coffee.

"I'm sorry, I didn't order coffee" Zahra declined.

"But the courier said to, Miss Zahra."

Because Zahra's eyes look to stop sleepiness finally he received it.Not what occasionally he drank coffee. "Please say thank still to the one who sent."

"I'm sorry, Mom, I just don't know who sent it" said the Ob and quickly returned to work.

Fatih smiled seeing Zahra receive the coffee she ordered. He purposely entered this room only to see Zahra. Last night he saw the woman leave in a hurry, so he was worried that something might happen.

This time Zahra went down to the cafeteria when lunch time arrived. His body is tired of what else to go back to Jakarta-Bandung. Not to mention having to work overtime to earn extra money.

"If you're tired, just rest, Ra. Take two or three days off. Pity your body if it is driven to work. This was not the time of the Japanese invaders where the body had to work rods every day."

Intentionally Alin and Zahra chose to go down the stairs to relieve drowsiness. Apparently behind them was Fatih and Bram who were listening and deliberately doing the same thing with the two women in front of him. Of course Bram does have another reason to go down using the stairs. Usually he would meet his dark lover there.

But this time he could not see Alin tap there Fatih and also Zahra.

"Just try to offer my advice this morning" Bram said.

"On him?" Fatih pointed at Zahra's back.

"Yes. Didn't you just hear yourself that she needs money."

"But it seems like he will refuse."

"Try better than nothing. Didn't you?" Bram patted Fatih's shoulder.

After lunch Fatih asked Zahra to his room through his supervisor.

Zahra and Alin glanced at each other. Did they make a mistake, that's what Zahra thought, but why only he was called. Alin no?

He sat across from the owner of the company and was only blocked by the desk.

"Yesterday night I asked the salary anyway enough or not ' right. Now I want to know why you're overtime a lot while others aren't. You deliberately neglect your job in order to be overtime?" fatih asked in a typical voice of a superior to a subordinate.

Unfortunately his handsome charm is not able to shake a Zahra. But behind that sharp gaze there was another dominating highlight in the mind of a Fatih.

"No, Sir. You can check it through the supervisor. I took overtime purely to ease the work of tomorrow. Of course it ultimately boils down to the income I get at the end of the month.

"You need money?"

"True, I'm in need of money" Zahra replied with a quiet experience. There was no need to be afraid because he had done nothing wrong. Clean work from Satan's temptation for treasure. He also has no talent as a corruptor.

"I can help you earn more money."

"You're gonna give me a loan?"

Fatih smiled, "no. Instead of working together."

"I don't understand what you mean, sir."

Fatih leaned her body, "Have you ever heard the term surrogate mother?" Zahra nodded, now that she understood where her superior was going. "How did you respond to that term?"

"This is just my view from the side of the surrogate mother. There were several factors that caused her to want to rent out her uterus. One of them is the need. Maybe if there was another way that made it easier to make ends meet it didn't seem like he was going to do that. Even though the seed planted in her womb was not hers but still the baby grew through the blood of her flesh. She's still his mother. Then which mother is willing to give up her child just for the sake of money."

"What if you get the offer?"

"I'll reject it."

"Because?"

"First, it refers to Islamic law. Where it is illegal to plant a cell****** on a uterus that is not his wife. The second refers to the child born. A child born outside of a valid marriage is declared to belong to his mother, meaning that the child has no ties whatsoever to the biological father. It does not matter who the seed owner is. Then who's the loser? of course the child. Especially if the girl born is a girl, while the girl needs a guardian when she gets married."

"Then what would you say when the child asks, why should you use a judge? Don't I still have a father. Are you going to say, Son you were born out of the results of the survey and created out of marriage. Does that girl feel like she's gonna be okay?"

Now it was Fatih's turn to make a scramble to get answers from Zahra's questions. He really did not think that this woman was very ordinary straight. He should be interested in continuing to pay attention to her.

From the answer on display Zahra can catch Fatih if he offers a deal to her would certainly get a rejection.

"Do you intend to offer that cooperation to me?"

Deg.