
"Nobody saw you here, right?" Ivan smiled as he looked around the cafe room.
"Just relax, no one knows us here."
"Good then." Ivan grabbed the drink glass that the waiter had just placed on the table and enjoyed it.
"How is the Lord King now?" ivan asked, sipping his drink.
"The guy's getting fucked up. He did not even care about how the financial condition in his company, not to mention the household problems that are now on the verge of collapse. Right now all the man had in mind was Farra, Farra and Farra" Leo replied with a faint smile.
Ivan laughed softly even deep down, Ivan felt sorry for the condition of his former employer.
"Maybe that's the reply he should receive, Leo. The man always acted arbitrarily towards anyone. Especially to Farra, the orphan girl whom he had been impersonating," said Ivan.
"And don't forget, it sucks" Leo continued, sipping his favorite black coffee.
Ivan laughed softly. "Yes, annoying. Very-very annoying!"
"Oh yes, Ivan. Right now Lord King gave me the task of finding Miss Farra's whereabouts and bringing her back to that man. Yes, maybe at this time I can still look around for reasons that I have not found any information about Miss Farra's whereabouts. But after this, I'm not sure, Ivan. He's already threatened to fire me immediately if in these two days I still can't find the girl."
"really? What strange man, what exactly does he want now? Wasn't he the one who drove Farra away!" annoyed Ivan.
"Yes, and what I'm afraid of now is when that man actually fired me and then ordered someone else to look for Miss Farra's whereabouts. I'm sure sooner or later that man will find him."
"No, if Farra were under Mr. Zian's protection," Ivan continued.
"Yes, I hope so too."
Meanwhile.
After returning home from work, Zian decided to visit his parents' residence, after this morning Mrs Khalifa (Mother Zian) contacted and asked Zian to come immediately.
There is something important, which Mr. Ameer (Dad Zian) wants to talk to him about. And with great force, Zian also obeyed the wishes of his parents. Though usually he was the laziest to meet his father and mother.
Zian's arrival at the luxurious residence, warmly welcomed by his parents. Especially the Mother, Mrs Khalifa Aziz. The 55-year-old woman hugged and kissed Zian's face.
"Mom misses you so much, son." Madam Khalifa broke her embrace then looked at Zian with teary eyes.
"Zian too, Mom." Zian dropped himself on the sofa then followed by Mrs Khalifa.
"Now it's time to stop messing around, Zian. Have you forgotten that you are no longer young. Let alone us, we are old and soon the Lord will call us before Him" said Mr. Ameer, looking at Zian with his lazy gaze.
"Oh, not again!" Zian patted his eel while muttering little.
"Zian, listen to your father this time." Mrs Khalifa also interjected because again Zian wanted to avoid their conversation.
"Yes, Mother. All right," said Zian with a smile looking at the mother.
"Zian, I've been planning this for a long time with your mother. We want to match you with Mr. Khalid's son, Sameera. Do you remember that girl, Zian? Now she is an adult and growing up to be a very beautiful woman. I'm sure you'll like it" Mr. Ameer said with confidence.
Zian rounded his eyes perfectly, looked at the Mother and then turned to look at the Father who still had a warm smile for her.
"God! Did I not hear wrong? You guys made me?!" pekik Zian who was still in shock heard the statement of the Father.
Both of Zian's parents nodded their heads together while continuing to smile at Zian.
"Geez, Dad, Mom. I am not a teenager who is still in his teens, who you can match. I'm 30 years old and I can choose the right mate for me" Zian continued, still with enlarged eyes.
"If it is so, now prove it to us. Meet us with the girl of your choice and we're ready to propose to you" challenged Mr. Ameer as he crossed his arms to his chest.
Zian scratched his non-itchy head. How could he introduce the figure of the girl who had been enthroned in his heart. The girl is still a wife and is pregnant.
"Yes, God. My fate ...."
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