Young Mom Charm
Deliberately evaded

Zahra walked in the company corridor with both hands full of paper bags. He entered the room of the brother just like that, making Mila surprised to make it.

“Kakak!” zahra shouted because both hands were sore.

Zahra then put all the items she held onto Zayn's desk. Of course, what Zahra did made Zayn very surprised.

He stared at the paper bag on the table, then looked at Zahra who looked pursed his lips.

“What is this? Why did you bring this stuff here?” ask Zayn in astonishment.

Zahra pursed her lips, then crossed her chest looking at the distraught older brother.

“This is because of Brother! Those models seem to like Big Brother, ever since they found out I'm your sister. They kept coming at me, and every day offered me this, even giving me stuff like this! They think they can lick me!” gerutu Zahra's.

Zahra finally found out why the models were kind to her, especially the model named Sherly. They already knew who Zahra was, and then continued to approach the twenty-three-year-old girl, only to get close and perhaps eventually ask Zahra for help in order to get close to Zayn as well.

Zayn laughed at Zahra's explanation, then stood up from his seat. He walked over to his sister, then rubbed Zahra's hair rough.

“Are you not a big profit? You get a lot of stuff, branded anyway.” Zayn glanced at the contents of the paper bag on the table.

Zahra pursed her lips.

“But they intend to lick,” protest Zahra.

Zayn sighed harshly, then said, “Then don't accept it, refuse firmly. If you accept it, then they will think if you accept it and want to be approached easily.”

Zahra seemed to think when she heard the brother's words, to feel what her brother said was true.

“Ah .. Brother was right, why don't I think there.”

Zayn chuckled at the sight of his brother who had just come to a realization from the confusion.

Zahra took back some of the paper bags lying on Zayn's desk, then defied with little objection.

“OK, I'll return it. What the fuck they gave with the intention, I am a scalper,” grumbled Zahra, then walked out of Zayn's room.

Zayn shook his head to see the behavior of his sister, and then sat back down to finish his work.

Zahra returned to the training room. He was a little troubled as his seniors started flocking closer to him after finding out who Zahra was.

“Gentlemen, sorry. It's not that I don't want to accept, but I feel this is excessive,” said Zahra as she held out some paper bags to her senior model there.

“Ih ... Why Zahra? I'm sincere,” Sherly said as he touched his chest.

“True, I'm also sincere,” another timpal.

Zahra was confused to face this situation, then remembered the words of the older brother who asked Zahra to be firm.

Zahra put the paper bag on the floor, then looked at the senior model one by one. The models were confused, then looked at Zahra who was staring at them.

“Not that I am not grateful, it's just that this is excessive, let alone that I did nothing to get the reward. Please ladies and gentlemen, don't give me any more presents. Thank you.”

Zahra cupped both palms in front of the face, as if begging the models to understand.

Sherly looked at Zahra's back, feeling sister brother was the same. Both are hard to approach.

**

Finally after Zahra was firm, her senior models had already given her nothing and started to behave normally. Perhaps they already knew that Zahra did not want to be approached because they chose a hidden intent.

I don't feel like time is passing. The wedding day of Zayn's friend arrived, but unfortunately the young man was even in Singapore for business, or actually deliberately avoided because he did not want his heart back unstable.

Zayn is in Singapore on business. Tonight will be attending a fashion show at one of the hotels. The young man looked to sit staring out the window, and then looked at the mobile phone in his hand. Zayn reads the chat while replying to a message with Kenzo.

[I'll get married tomorrow, just be careful if you don't come.]

[I'll definitely come, you don't worry.]

[Alright, lest you miss my special day.]

Zayn let out a rough sigh reading the message the day before Joya and Kenzo got married, then read again the row of messages below.

[I don't see you.]

[Sorry, I can't come. My flight was delayed, had to be delayed by a few hours.]

Although already said if it has been let go, the fact Zayn felt unprepared to see the girl he had liked for many years and married his own best friend. Indeed, if seen how tragic Zayn's romance, already lost to his cousin while still in college, once they graduated was still inferior to his best friend. It seems that Zayn is not a match for the girl and he has to give up on that.

“Pak Zayn.”

A voice broke the daydream of Zayn who had just read a message from Kenzo. Zayn looked back where the source of the sound came from, to see Meghan, a woman who had hired modeling services and met her at a fashion show.

“Oh, hi Miss Meghan.” Zayn commented a smile upon seeing the woman.

Meghan walked over, then stood next to Zayn's desk.

“What can I sit?” ask Meghan because it is not good to sit down without asking permission.

“Please!” Zayn.

Meghan reviewed the smile, then pulled up the chair opposite Zayn and sat there.

“It's nice to see you here,” Meghan said as she sat down.

Zayn simply smiled wryly while nodding his head.

“What will you also attend the fashion show later tonight?” ask Meghan.

“Yes, because it is here, so all of you,” replied Zayn. Zayn initially wanted to go home, but because he could not come to Kenzo's wedding, he chose to stay there for a while.

“It just so happens that I will attend tonight. Do you want to go with me?” meghan asked, looking at Zayn expectantly.

Zayn was silent for a moment at Meghan's question, before nodding his head. “Sure.”