Zehntara
Chap 37 (Bean Bread )

The long legs stepped out letting some nurses handle patients who were now beginning to lose consciousness. The panicked gazes of everyone in the waiting room only gained a blank expression from him.

A puzzle he just found. And somehow his heart didn't respond too much, like numbness. Not happy and not sad either.

"Ziro why Zehn!?," asked Saniya frantically to see several nurses entering the shelter.

The master did not respond, turning to look at the middle-aged man who was also looking at him meaningfully.

"Zehn answered!," Saniya again shook Zehn's arm. But only a forced smile.

"Please, it's okay!."

There is something strange about Zehn's gelagat, Saniya thought.

Indira knows the situation now. Surely the only son of his puppet had told him a truth. He gently grabbed Zehn's shoulder in his arms. He stroked Zehn's broad back while sobbing softly.

"You'll always be a little mama's boy."

"thank you so much for taking care of Zehn all this time."

' thank you so much for taking care of Zehn all this time.'

Indira further tightened his embrace which Zehn also replied. His heart ached as Zehn said his thanks. It was as if he had been taking care of Zehn just for some reason. No, Indira really sincerely considers Zehn as his biological child.

Aryo could not stand to stem the puddle that had been puddled in the eyes. Saniya and the three trio were just observing, curious.

"This is why on mellow?" Adit whispered to Jez beside him.

Jez only glanced at him sharply, telling the one boy to be quiet for a moment. "Ziro isn't dying anymore, is he?" asked Adit again, but to his ten-minute older brother.

"Suuttt, dem deh lo Dit!."

"I'm on a cry anyway? It should be that Ziro is conscious."

"Handle when confused."

"Anjir, seriously I," growled Adit.

Two pairs of Netra looked at each other for a second. Until Zehn decided unilaterally. He looked at Saniya.

"Gue tipped Ziro San, if there is anything immediately reported. I'll go home first."

"Well, how come you go home?."

"Tomorrow I must wake up early. Final preparations for the Olympics."

"Jez is also coming, right?" asked Saniya to turn to look at the cold guy who was replied by Zehn's nod.

"Papa wants to talk for a minute Zehn," Aryo continued.

"No need. Zehn still has business," he replied lightly.

"Be careful son" Indira said as the move began to leave silence.

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The road is quite stretchy makes it freely plunge gas through the night wind. For a second he remembered something. Bend his bike in a bakery that is still open.

"What bread do you like?" murmured Zehn still sitting on the motorbike.

Didn't want to think long himself pressing the call button to the Dirgo number.

"What's Zehn doing?" said Dirgo when the connection was connected.

"What bread does it taste like?."

"Taste of beans."

"Okey thanks!."

"H wait, are you seriously going there? It's nine o'clock!?."

"Seriously, but not through the door."

Dirgo's voice rang out, the connection was broken Zehn first. Step into a pretty quiet cake shop.

After getting what he wanted, Zehn again stuck the gas towards the destination.

And sure enough, Tara's house looks deserted. Even the surrounding complex was not visible to a single person.

"Hopefully not caught," murmured Zehn while opening the fence slowly without making a sound.

His mind was even that fast distracted from his problem. Just because of a Tara who has no news. Is this called the power of love?.

The balcony leading to Tara's room was quite high about six meters from the ground. Alhamdulillah near the balcony pole there is a mango tree that can be a reference Zehn as a ladder. That wide smile was plastered as his hands began to reach for the balcony railing.

"Perfect!," smirked Zehn patting his clap.

From inside a girl was quite was was when a strange voice sounded from the direction of her balcony. And well, one's shadow is able to make Tara's voice choked.

Tok

Tok

Tok

"Who?" asked Tara quivering. Both of his hands were already tightly holding the broom ready as his weapon.

"Sutta!!!."

The sound from the outside makes Tara more parno. The wave shadow of his hand made him frown.

"It's me Tar, open the door."

"Zehn?."

"Well, it's me Zehn. Please open," Zehn replied slightly whispering.

"Hallo! The prince has come," said Zehn with a smile sumringah.  Basic bucin!.

Still the same, standing still expressionlessly. Not intending to answer or open the door for a man climber mango tree to meet him.

Zehn felt something strange again knocking on the door so that the figure in front of him re-awakened.

"You heard my voice, didn't you Tar? I'm so worried about you, why hasn't there been any news all day, hm?."

"Mending you go home!."

Zehn's heart piqued hearing Tara's reply. And what did he call Zehn?.

"What then? I brought you your favorite peanut bread!," he said without negative thinking while lifting the black crackle filled with peanut bread.

"Make Brother Zehn."

Again Zehn's eyebrows fused together. Tara called him back with my brother and lo call?. What this meant, the inner Zehn began to worry.

"You why Tar? How to get stiff, call 'sister' everything again."

Still bordered by two glass doors, they sat against each other.

"Are you angry? What's wrong with me, Tar? If it's wrong I'm sorry, I don't know what the problem is" said Zehn.

"Sister is not wrong," Tara lowered her gaze, not wanting to stare at Zehn for too long. It could be that his defense was shed this time as well.

"Keep why are you so cute like gini? Open the door first Tar!."

"So I'm not going to go home, if I know it could be dangerous," is still the same, expressionless and reluctant to meet Zehn.

"You're angry because you lied to dad last night because you were dropped by a madman on the side of the road, right?."

Tara shakes.

"What's because I'm overprotective?."

Tara shakes.

"Is it because you're not doing the same deket as me?."

Tara shook her head again, causing Zehn to pull her hair in frustration.

"Keep angry why?" asked Zehn as gently as possible. Touching the glass barrier, hoping to reach the girl who is now starting to sob.

"Not angry."

"If so open the door first Tar. I've been willing to relax climbing to give your favorite bread doang loh. No time to eat anyway?" persuaded Zehn to explain his face.

Tara looked up, her eyes began to glaze over with glass, making Zehn think hard what he had done until Tara cried?.

"I was wrong, right? Sorry, don't nag Tar!."

"Thank you for buying Tara bean bread. Sorry, I can't accept it. Brother eat let's not waste."

"How can you excuse me Tar?."

Tara shakes.

"Sister Zehn is not wrong!."

"Why did you change?."

"Not changed."

"Okay, you don't want this bread? If I eat so as not to waste as you want."

"I will eat this bread Tar, even if my life is a bet" Zehn said at the end.

"But I'm sorry, don't be angry anymore" she glanced at Tara.

His heart was like a sharp object, very painful to find the treatment of Tara is super cold.

Without waiting for an answer from Tara, Zehn took one of the beanbreads and opened the wrapper.

A moment of staring at Tara who was still bowing her head. Instead of staring at the bean bun that had been his abstinence all along.

"Gue eats Tar. Don't be mad anymore."

A bite of peanut bread made it into Zehn's mouth.

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