
There was no conversation between Zelia and Frans. The two men were silent while in the car. Yes, Zelia managed to take her husband away from there. Both of them left the Cairo company immediately at Zelia's request.
The woman with the sick feeling looked over. She stared at her driving husband with a really hard face. Frans' firm jaw and sharp eyes were clearly visible there.
That certainly makes Zelia understand the feelings of her husband. He really understood and made her raise her hand.
"Honey," Call Zelia quietly while rubbing Frans' cheek slowly.
Frans was still silent but he enjoyed a gentle swipe from his wife's hand.
"When do you want to accept Cairo, dear. He's been trying so far. Study and work for you to look proudly at him," Lirih Zelia tried to speak again from heart to heart.
Frans knows the direction of this conversation. He spontaneously distanced his face from Zelia's hand.
"Be gentle to Cairo" Pinta Zelia softly. "He really wants to be loved by you."
"Zelia don't start!" Frans said by stopping his car.
He looked at his wife closely.
"You know what's really going on, Ze!"
"Is it hard to accept Cairo, Mas? He's innocent in the least. He exists because of your relationship with that woman. She exists with disinclination," Zelia said firmly. "Cairo is innocent, Mas. If he wants to, he won't be born like this either and have parents like you!"
Zelia was really already at the tip of the horn. He felt sorry for Cairo. The child who was cared for since childhood with the Emperor was certainly very dear to him.
"Don't hate Cairo because he doesn't exist he will, Mas."
"Cairo is here because of your mistake!"
"Zee!" Frans cried with an angry look.
"You want to be angry with me?" Zelia cried out boldly. "I'm your own wife, accept Cairo, Mas."
"I even accepted him and cherished him as much as the Emperor. I even taught her myself without your support! Because what? Because what? You want to know?" Zelia exclaimed with her voice rising.
"Because I know it's not his fault. If he could choose he wouldn't want to have parents like you!" Zelia continued violently and immediately straightened her body and stared out the window.
I don't know how many times this debate has happened. I don't know how many times he tried for his son. Yet, still. Her stubborn husband remained in his way of thinking.
Eventually the journey continued. Frans does his car and Zelia is silent. He did not want to say anything more for fear that he could not handle his words.
Zelia is a silent witness to how Cairo struggles. How the child who is determined to learn in order to get a class ranking. How the boy who always tried to get into the best school to prove Frans.
However, even though her husband never thought it existed.
Until finally when the second car arrived home. Zelia quickly descended without a word and left Frans standing beside the wheel with her hair back.
"You really don't understand how I feel, Ze!"
***
"Let's go to the restaurant, brother!" Take the Emperor to his brother.
Cairo spontaneously widened his eyes. He shook his head quickly.
"We'll eat somewhere else, Emperor. How's it?"
"No!" The Emperor refused. "If you don't want to, it means that Dayana is mine."
"Let's go! If you don't come, just let Dayana date me!" The Emperor shouted with a wink before he walked out of the Cairo room and made the man only able to sigh heavily.
If this is the case Cairo cannot refuse. He and the Emperor had a resemblance. Whatisit?
Obstinately.
What they want, what they both want to achieve must be done and achieved immediately. Both will not let go of their targets. If it is in front of the eyes then both will pursue until they can.
"You sure we're eating here?" Ask Cairo once again when the car driven by the Emperor began to be parked neatly in a restaurant that began to be a Cairo subscription.
The two handsome men in neatly dressed suits started to descend and immediately stepped inside. Of course, both are a concern for people because the faces of both who mill around in business magazines make both often predicted to be the man of dreams by women.
Especially with the fashionable style of both, money and looks certainly make them the center of attention in every one that both come.
"Welcome" said a servant who welcomed their arrival.
"In the name of the Emperor" said he who had booked in advance while on the road.
"VIP room, please come in!"
Finally the waiter escorted the sister and brother to the VIP room of this restaurant. Yes, a large and spacious Dayana restaurant certainly makes it divided into several places.
VIP rooms, special meetings, special family private, or ask for the outside near the pool can also be. Everything can be done according to the visitor's request.
"Please, sir," A waitress delivers the food menu and waits to take note of what orders the visitor will order.
"Is the owner of the restaurant in the room?" Ask the Emperor slowly.
Waitress nodded.
"Yes, Sir.. The owner of our restaurant is in the kitchen right now. He helped cook for the visitors" said the waitress honestly.
"alright. I ordered this and this," said the Emperor pointing.
Then it was Cairo's turn. The man also began to choose but honestly he did not focus because he was too curious about what his sister wanted to do.
"So the order…"
Waitress began to repeat her second order. The Emperor naturally nodded immediately when the order was correct.
"And I ask, the one who delivered our order is the owner of his own restaurant well!"
Waitress looked surprised. However, seeing the Emperor's playless eyes made the servant nod. Moreover, realizing both of them are VIP customers that must be prioritized makes it unable to refuse.
"Emperor, don't you go crazy?" Bump Cairo by hitting his sister's arm.
The emperor rolled his eyes lazily. His sister is absolutely zero empty of the world of romance.
She was sure that her brother would not know what was planned.
"Click, Brother. If you like people. Deketine! Don't move for long. Later on healed new people know the taste, huh!" The Emperor was upset by his brother's behavior.
"But there's no need to ask Dayana to deliver, Emperor. He must be busy!"
"Udah sister diem aja. Let the Emperor act and help Brother okay?"
~Connected