The Ugly Wife's
Surprise

Thanks to his strength and name that is already widely known in the business world, making all the processes that must be done Zidan in order to have a home building for the children of the orphanage, the, it was finally finished with a fairly quick time.

Now the building stands tall with a large area that is many times the size of the home that the children previously lived in, making them enthusiastic to immediately enter it.

"Kids, don't run like that, you can fall! Walk slowly, Rora, Nana!" asyifa shouted in panic.

"Have let them enjoy running here and there, it's time for them to act like that. If it falls can be treated later, but the memories that must continue to be carved"

"Surely you've come? Is everything done?" Asyifa turned to look at Zidan who was now standing beside her, then smiled sweetly.

"Yes, already. Do you want to see it? I brought the documents in the car, you can also see the name I gave you for this new home"

"Of course, I want to"

"Then come on" Zidan asked, extending his right hand towards Asyifa.

Asyifa who saw the man's helping hand, immediately greeted him with pleasure. Make their four friends inevitably develop a smile on each face.

For the sake of being able to give as much time as possible to Ashifa and Zidan getting closer again, the four people were willing to do the most difficult work than working in an office.

That is being a foster parent for 15 children with various ages, which is not an easy job. Especially for those who are young at heart and still have no experience about children at all.

"This is the document"

Zidan provided a brown map containing several important documents related to the orphanage that the man built.

"Zi_zidan, i_this right? You must have given the wrong name to this orphanage, right? The time of his name is the same as the name of my little angel?" asked Asyifa in disbelief, looking at the name of the parlour listed in the document.

Arcelio, that's the name written as the name of the parlour building that now officially belongs to Zidan.

"Why? Don't you like it when I use your son's name as the home name for the kids?"

"No, it's not like that. I was very happy, and also grateful. But actually, what's the reason you chose my little angel's name as the name of this parlour? Is he that special in your heart?"

"Yes, she has a very special place in my heart, just like her mother. Even though he's not my son, he's your son, that's what makes him special to me"

"Zidan, thank you. I don't know what to say but a big thank you to you"

"Before you thank me, how about you also see the name of the owner of this parlour first? Because I think that's one of the most important parts" too"

"See the name of the owner of this parlor? Why should I see him again, if I know for sure who he is. Are you the owner?" ask Asyifa sure.

But that belief soon changed with confusion, when he saw Zidan shake his head several times, as a sense that the assumption of Asyifa was completely wrong.

"Didn't you? Who is the owner of the replacement? Is that your mom, or even your dad? Ah I know, it must be the children themselves who are the owners?!"

"Not Asyifa, none of your earlier guesses were true. So I guess you better give up, and just look at it firsthand"

"Hm, okay"

Skipping several pages of documents, Ashifa also arrived at the end where he could immediately see the name of the owner of the parlour, without having to read the length of the contents of the document.

The woman's expression became even more shocked, because it was not the name of Zidan or one of the people he knew who was there, but his own name.

Well, Ashifa's long name was written there as the rightful owner of the parlour building that a few minutes ago, she had just seen standing firmly.

"No, I can't take something this big from you Zidan. I know that you are a rich man and love me too, but still this is too much to give to a woman, who has not tied any status to you"

"Then we have to tie the status between us. So that whatever I will give you, it does not feel excessive anymore for you. How's it?"

"Ma_you mean?"

"Hahahaha, I was just kidding, Asyifa! Why does your face look so shocked like that?"

"Handid? You said the one just now, was kidding?" ask Asyifa not to believe.

"Yes Asyifa. The name of the owner in this document is also all lies, only the name is correct. It turns out true said Mira, it's also fun to see your surprised face when colonized"

Plaque...

Asyifa, who was upset that she felt like she was being played by Zidan, immediately slapped her cheek.

"For you it may be fun and funny, but for me it's the same as insulting me!

"Well, why the Fa? Should I never joke with you, I'll be one of your best friends, just like Mira and Angel, or Adam and Raka" Zidan replied confusedly, while holding his cheek that got a slap from Asyifa.

"I thought you were a smart man because you could build and lead a big company, without your father's help, but I was wrong. You are a very stupid man!"

"Geez, why are you talking to me so rudely Asyifa? I'm just kidding, why are you so angry. Okay, I'll apologize"

"No, I don't need an apology from you! But what you have to remember is, don't expect to see me again, or even the children of the orphanage again! Because I alone will take care of them all with the strength I have!"

After spilling her frustration on Zidan, Asyifa rushed out of the car and walked to the building to take all the children away from there.

"Based on a jerk, he could have casually joked about my expensive feelings! Geez, I'm so embarrassed that I thought he was going to propose to me!" asyifa grumbled in annoyance, in a quiet voice.

Zidan, who was sitting in his car alone, smiled happily. Because it seems like the hard-earned plan devised by him with the help of his four best friends, went according to their expectations.

Zidan took out his cell phone from his pocket and immediately contacted Raka who was inside the orphanage, in preparation for the next plan.

"Halo Raka's. Yes, Asyifa has walked into the orphanage and is heading towards you and the children. I'll catch up with a few more minutes, so please do as we discussed earlier"

I don't know what Zidan and the others were preparing for Asyifa, but judging from the man's radiant face, it seemed like a good thing.

After waiting for a few minutes, Zidan also got out of the car and walked inside the parlour following Ashifa's footsteps.

"I'm sorry Asyifa, because I had to piss you off before I could give you the main surprise" Zidan murmured softly.

On the other hand, Ashifa who was walking only alone and with the direction of Angel who spoke by phone, was lost because of the size of the parlour.

Moreover, the condition is still empty, as well as some corners covered by tarps and make it difficult for sunlight to enter the building, even making the atmosphere a little dark.

"Oh Ngel, I think I'm lost. Can't you just come to me and tell me to go straight to where the kids are playing?"

"It seems like it can't Fa. You see, I'm now holding up the stairs for Adam who's on the roof"

"Huh, Adam's on the roof? What's he doing up there, Ngel? My feeling, it should be for the size of the building that was just a few weeks ago, the roof must have no leaking at all"

"Let's know the Fa, I also don't understand what Adam did above. But I really can't leave her alone here, how about you just ask Mira for help?"

"I've also called Raka and Mira, but neither of them has picked up my phone. So how dong Ngel, when I have to stay lost in this place?!"

"Then, just call Zidan. Not that you were together, why not ask her for help?"

"No, I'm angry with him. I also don't want to talk, or even meet him again, he's such a bitch!" yelled Asyifa annoyed.

"Ha_hello Ni_____sa, ha__"

"Hello Angel, why is your voice disjointed like that? Hello Angel? Angel, Angel please don't turn the phone off, I'm so scared to be alone here!"

"A_ku, no____men_heardrrrrrrr____su____ your voice. Ha___hello, Fa?___"

Tut's... Tut's... Tut's...

The phone connection was just like that after a very long tut sound, and also raised the ears.

Asyifa, who did not know what else to do but to find a place to sit around, could only continue to pray in her heart that someone could meet her.

In just a few minutes, his prayer was answered by God. Because from the end of the entrance of the room, a shadow appeared that was walking closer.

Although Asyifa felt a little traumatized because she still remembered the incident held captive and also tortured by the mother of the psychopathic home, but in order to get out, Asyifa held the fear in her.

"Finally, I can find you too. Are you okay, why don't you just call me right away if you're lost?"

"Why do I contact you, I can also get out of this place without any help from you at all!" asyifa replied, when she knew that Zidan was coming.

"I know you're still mad at me, but please don't be stubborn and just follow me. Because if you insist on getting out of here alone, then I'm sure that even into the night you won't be able to find a way out"

Asyifa who heard Zidan's words, that she would not be able to come out even if she had searched until night became panicked, in her heart.

"Well, show me the way!" pinta Asyifa, inevitably had to agree to Zidan's suggestion.

"All right, let's follow me"

With a heavy heart, Ashifa also stepped foot to follow the figure of Zidan who was deliberately allowed Ashifa to walk first in a long distance.

After a while of walking, Zidan's steps suddenly stopped at a door of the room that read "the main hall room". Without saying anything, Zidan walked away from the door to let Ashifa enter first.

"A_what's wrong? Do you want to tell me to come in first?"

"And who wanted to meet the children earlier, right you, when I first entered into? You should have gone in first"

"Well, that's it! But are you sure that this is the room where the orphanage children are, why does the room feel so quiet?" ask Asyifa suspiciously.

Because indeed the room was not heard any sound at all from inside the room, let alone the sound of children. Obviously that made Asyifa a little worried.

"That's because the room is equipped with a silencer, so it's only natural that the sound from inside there can't be heard until it comes out"

"Ah, so. But why don't you come in with me?"

"I think you're mad at me, so I'd better keep a little distance for now, and let you get yourself inside"

"Well, it's true that I'm angry, but that doesn't mean I can forbid you from entering one of the rooms that belong to you, right?! So if you want to come in, let's go in!"

"No, thank you. I can just wait out here, so you can just go inside by yourself"

"Gosh, what the hell is wrong with you? If I told you to come in, then just come in, why keep resisting!"

"Do you want to go in with me? Or don't tell me, if you're afraid to go inside, because it makes you think about the last time you were held captive by that psychopathic woman?" guess Zidan, right on target.

"Ma_where was I scared. I'm not afraid at all, if I don't want to go in already, I'm going in alone!"

For a few seconds while holding the doorknob, Ashifa strengthened her heart to open the door.

How shocked Ashifa was when she found the room in complete darkness and also without the existence of a single person there.

"What the fuck, don't tell me that this is one of your jokes too?! This is not funny at all Zidan!" asyifa exclaimed in despair because she was very upset.

"See, this isn't a joke from Asyifa. I also didn't know that the room was pitch-black, and there was no one here. Because as far as I was, Raka told me the kids down here to play"

"Are you sure this isn't just one of your jokes?"

"Not Ashifa, believe me"

Seeing Zidan's face that looked serious, inevitably Ashifa became confident in the man's words. But to make sure once again that the room was empty, Ashifa boldly stepped in.

And suddenly, Click. The sound of the light button is pressed, and makes all the lights in the room turn on instantly.

"THE SURVEY!" shouted all the children of the home as well as the four companions of Ashifa, as well as several other people who were present in the room.

Seriate...