The charm of Miss Zahra
Episode four

"True, the two would-be surrogate mothers" Fatih said without poking a sharp gaze from Zahra.

"Wait!" Zahra spoke up. It's good that suddenly she has to be a surrogate mother when obviously she has refused. "Don't I already say that I rejected it, Me Fatih."

"Yes right, you refused, but you already received the money. It means you agree." Fatih grinning. Apparently the word lends just a camouflage to trick Zahra. He likes Zahra, and wants a child from her.

Zahra smiled cynically. "You'll never get a child from me. The money I have received and used, I will give back. You don't have to worry about losing money."

"I don't need that money. I need your womb and you have to want to conceive my child" Fatih said.

"No, it'll never happen at all. If you want a daughter, you have to marry her. But sorry, I am not a woman who likes to be a second wife and I do not like to hurt my fellow people. I hope you understand what I'm saying this time." Zahra left the room with a big feeling.

Unlike Fatih who still looks relaxed.

"You forced him?" ask dr. Friska is very familiar with Mr. Fatihem.

"I not only want a child from her, but I want her too."

Doctor Friska stared in disbelief as she shook.

"Sooner or later he will be mine and I will have a child from him" Fatih said confidently.

***

It has been almost a week that Zahra's mother has been treated and doctors say there has been no significant change from her mother.

Inevitably he had to commute Jakarta-Bandung and it began to drain his energy. Today he still forced his way into work even though his body began to show pain.

"Are you ready, brother?" ask Hilal who will take his brother to the station by motorcycle.

"Yes, one minute!" Zahra again gulped down some water.

"Sister okay? If it hurts, it's better to rest."

"No, it's just because you're sleep deprived. Later on the train will sleep and improve."

It cannot be prevented when a Zahra is confident in what he is doing. Luckily when he arrived at work he still had time to rest. He bowed his head on the table to take a nap.

Alin frowned. It's not unusual for Zahra to fall asleep like that. "Ra," he shook his friend's shoulder, but the heat was felt by his hand. Zahra fever.

"Ro, Zahra."

"Yes, Alin?" Zahra replied in a soft voice.

"You sick? Can I get you a pass not to enter?"

"No need, I can still work." Zahra raised her head and put on a smile.

"Relatedly? Don't be reckless, Ra, your body's been protesting and asking for a break. Dzolim's name if you ignore."

"Alin I'll keep working but won't take overtime. It's time for work, isn't it?" Zahra turned on the computer in front of her and began to input data. Sometimes he stopped and took a deep breath. I think time is going very slowly.

When it was time for lunch Zahra immediately put his head on the table. He is not strong but he is pushing himself.

"To the doctor first yuk," asked Alin. This time there was no rejection.

But when they arrived at the bottom floor Zahra who was not strong immediately collapsed and invited the attention of fellow workers including Fatih and Bram who had just come out of the elevator.

"What's wrong?" bram asked one of the workers who passed in front of them.

"There's one of the staff passed out, sir."

Seeing that there was Alin among the crowd made the two men approach.

"Miss Zahra," Fatih cried as she saw some people would lift up Zahra's body. "Let me help her." Fatih helped lift Zahra's body and even took her to his car. "Bram! you too!" point it at Alin.

When he arrived at the hospital again Fatih lifted Zahra's body to the IGD room which immediately received treatment from the doctor.

Bram and Alin exchanged lyrics and smiled knot. Either because of Fatih's attitude or indeed because he had a chance to walk together when Fatih asked Alin to take care of the administration and Bram offered help.

Fatih himself contacted HRD staff to create new regulations and asked to pass them on to each employee. Where the content says there should be no more employees who force entry to work when feeling the body is starting to be not good.

Zahra was awake and the doctor gave Fatih permission to visit her.

"So you have to collapse and you want to rest, Miss Zahra?"

Zahra only responded with a small smile "You're anxious for fear that I can't return your money? Take it easy I'll keep going to work and hang it'll be back intact on you."

"Look!" Fatih brought her face closer to Zahra's. Even his breath swept across Zahra's facial skin. "It's purely because it's dear to worry about you as the future mother of my children."

"What your brain is no longer working. Can't tell the difference between rejection and acceptance? I think your brain is still functioning well, it's not."

Alin is assigned to accompany Zahra until the doctor gives permission to go home. Fatih and Bram return to the office and resume the delayed lunch.

"It looks like you liked the girl" said Bram, who was enjoying lunch.

"Don't I say it."

"I mean like it in another sense." Fatih frowned. "Even not usually a Fatih Alan Akbar so attention to employees other than the lady earlier."

"Give up your thoughts, Bram," cheered Fatih when in his heart he justified Bram's words.

***

After finishing a bottle of intravenous fluids and his fever had gone down Zahra was allowed to go home.

"Enough rest yes, ma'am," said the nurse who removed the infusion needle from Zahra's hand.

"Thank you, Sus."

"Together, don't forget to take the medicine."

Today Zahra did not return to Bandung, she chose to return to Alin's house and rest there.

"By!" Alin knocked on Zahra's room door.

"Yes, just go in Alin! It's not locked."

Alin came in and saw Zahra leaning on her phone after telling her sister that she was not coming home tonight.

"I want to eat, what do you want to leave?" ask Alin.

"I'll come along. Be afraid to be home alone."

"Well, you don't usually have a problem being alone either." Alin laughs.

"Alin, don't treat me like a sick person. I just had a fever and now I'm better. Let's go get some food." Zahra got out of bed, tidied her hair and put on Cardigan and was ready to go.

"It's hard to tell you," decak Alin but still they leave.

"Eat somewhere how?" ask Alin when they have arrived at their destination.

"Can, can."

Alin ordered vegetable soup for Zahra. His friend must get enough nutrition to sustain a very heavy life.

"Thank you" said Zahra.

"Ra you feel there's something strange not with Mr. Fatih?" Alin started a conversation that had been lodged in his mind since noon. Especially when looking at Fatih's attention on Zahra.

"What kind of weird? I never paid attention to him."

Alin scratched his ear. True also the truth, where there is Zahra knows there is something strange with their superiors, because he is too indifferent.

"I see it like Mr. Fatih likes you, Zahra."

Alin's words made Zahra choke. Quickly he drank sabil resisting small coughs. What the Account says is true but remains false in the eyes of a Zahra.

"Don't make it up, Alin, it's impossible. We both know he has a wife."

"But he could really like you."

"Only a stupid man who obviously has a wife but still likes other women" Zahra replied. He does not feel proud when there is a man who is clearly married but likes himself.

"Including Bram?" ask Alin.

"Maybe." Zahra shrugged her shoulders indicating she was reluctant to discuss the matter.

"Other people would be proud to be like you. Heeded one of the superiors and owners where we work."

"Indeed what to be proud of when the one who likes us is a married man. We can't publish it, we're going to be a hidden woman or worse we're wanted when she needs a place to channel desire." Alin was silent at Zahra's words. "Sorry, Alin, I don't mean to offend you, but loving a married man is the easiest way to hurt yourself."

"But what you said is true, Ra. I was stupid, not even trying to escape Bram's entanglement. To be able to eat both in public places alone is difficult" Alin raised his face to resist the rate of tears.

Zahra turned to the direction where Alin was staring at. There, Bram is seen with his wife, son and extended family. Even Fatih was also there and had met face to face with him. Looks like they're celebrating the birthday of Bram's son. Visible from the colorful balloon decoration around them.

"Yes, don't talk about that. We're here to eat, not cry in public" Zahra followed Alin.

Deheman's voice made them look. Who is it, Bram or Fatih?