Guide Me My Wife
Deliver breakfast

Zahra House

After the Maghrib prayer together, Zahra and her mother had dinner together. The atmosphere is rare because usually after Maghrib, his mother will go to work.

"Darling, how do you cook it? Smoothly?" ask Saras.

"Alhamdulillah smoothly ma'am, well even though Zahra is sometimes confused."

"Why?"

"Zahra did not know the age of the mistress's child, so Zahra was confused about what to cook later and how to decorate her food."

"Why not ask people there?" asked Saras pity to see his son.

"They didn't even have time to open their voices. They're so tight Mom, I get goosebumps." Zahra felt her book standing when she saw the people's silence.

"Are you sure you want to work there, honey? I'm afraid they'll put pressure on you" Saras said worriedly.

"Yakin Ma'am. Don't worry, Zahra will be fine." Zahra certainly did not want to give up. For the sake of the mother, she will do all the ways to get a lot of money and of course with the right path and halal sustenance.

After finishing dinner, Zahra and Saras sat in the living room watching. A very moving moment is found in Zahra's life.

Sit with your mom while laughing.

Until dawn came. Zahra had finished the morning prayer and also taught for a while. He had to quickly go to the mansion. But, in the morning hours like this where there are taxis.

Does Zahra have to run a marathon?

What can I do. He can also do sports.

"Mother, Zahra go well. Assalamu'alaikum" said Zahra ran out of the house not waiting for the answer of the mother in the room.

"Wa'alaikumusalam warohmatullahi wabarakatuh," answered Saras opening the door with a face that still uses a mask.

Zahra ran small using a robe and also hijab brackets. Zahra prefers the hijab brackets over the rectangular hijab. The reason is because it is comfortable.

Everyone also wants comfort in both dress and other activities.

After nearly 40 minutes of running, Zahra finally arrived at the gate of Raymond's mansion. Zahra tried to catch her breath because she was tired. He glanced at the clock on his phone.

"It's six o'clock. I'm late," murmured Zahra straight in after the security opened the gate.

How'this? His young master will have breakfast at half-seven, half-an-hour.

"Zahra," called Anthy who was now in the kitchen to help the other waiter cook breakfast for the master and the lady.

"Sorry, I'm late." Zahra put down her backpack and got ready to make breakfast.

"You're not a permanent chef here yet. So, take care of your attitude!" one of the older servants.

"I'm sorry" said Zahra.

Working here is very tight. But his salary is also huge. In accordance with the performance we have to spend. Zahra, hang.

Zahra started making breakfast for her young master. No need to bother, he just made bread with peanut butter, chocolate and also vanilla. Added banana and strawberry pieces and blueberries. Making bread with owl-shaped head decoration, and others. Total bread there are four, whichever will eat later.

It's easy, isn't it.

Zahra smiled satisfied to see a very cute and also funny breakfast.

"Is the breakfast for the young master finished?" ask Mr. Lim who just went into the kitchen.

"Already," replied Zahra enthusiastically. Lim walked towards Zahra and stared at Zahra's breakfast.

Mr. Lim looked at Zahra with a flat look, as if the look was saying What are you doing here, huh? You think our young master is 5 years old?

Unfortunately Zahra did not understand the meaning of Mr Lim's gaze. The servants just goosebumps looking at Mr. Lim's flat gaze. It could be that the chef who has not even been inaugurated is making breakfast as he pleases.

"Bring it up!" tell Mr. Lim to the waiter in charge of bringing Daniel breakfast.

"But sir. W-do we not ask the young master first? Could it be that young master is angry later?" asked a servant in a trembling tone.

Zahra was astonished. What was wrong with the breakfast he made? Isn't the young master still a child?

I want Zahra screaming in that kitchen right now. Someone tell me, how old is your young master?

"Hmm." Lim walked straight out of the kitchen to Daniel's room.

"Hey new boy. What the hell are you doing? You want to make the young master angry?" ask one of the servants there.

Remember. In the kitchen there are a lot of waiters, so don't focus on one waiter.

"What's my fault?" zahra asked, increasingly confused.

"You know, the young master..."

"Are you guys gonna gossip here! Go work!" mr. Lim's hardship scares people. The servants went straight to their respective positions to do their work.

Mr. Lim walked towards Zahra.

"Take the food to the young master's room."

"Huh?"

That was Zahra's reply when Lim asked him to bring breakfast to Daniel's room.

"Are you deaf?" timpal mr. Lim cold.

Well sir, you're very angry. Soon to get old. I hope I can't get in-laws like this father. Zahra.

"Why are you silent, miss. Young master's breakfast is near. Bring breakfast to the young master's room and account for what you cooked today!"

Why does Mr Lim's words seem as if the information stating today is your last day. Get the fuck out of here, stupid girl!

"alright. But, I don't know where the room is."

"You have to knock on the door first. If the door opens, you can enter the room and put breakfast on the table by the sofa."

The explanation is like looking for a treasure. Why don't you give me his map, sir!

"Do now! Don't be slow!" strictly speaking, Mr Lim.

"All right."

Zahra finally brought a tray containing breakfast that he had made and also a glass of warm milk. He took the elevator shown by Mr. Lim. Initially to open the elevator door he understood because Mr. Lim explained it. But, to go to the third floor how?

I've never even been to an elevator

If I press the original button. The elevator could explode. I'm not married yet.

"Sir Lim, how is it going?" zahra asked a little screamed because Mr. Lim's position was a little far from her.

Mouths! Take care of your manners, Zahra!

Lim approached and taught Zahra what to do.

The girl nodded in understanding then pressed the button to the third floor.

Arriving on the third floor, he turned his gaze to look for a black door.

Ah, there he is.

It was easy, because there were only two doors there.

Geck...Geck...Geck..

Chequek.

Krieeets

Zahra's heart was suddenly racing.

Why so weird? The sound of the door is like the sound of a door in a horror movie.

Zahra shuddered and stared at the entire room. Do you think Zahra will see ghosts or fancy rooms?

Certainly not!

This is Daniel Lahanta Raymond's room.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. I'm in sir." His mouth said that, but his feet did not move in the slightest.

The window curtains were still blocking the light coming into the room. All the lights were off and there was only a mini light bulb on the table near the sofa.

Is the power down? Why is it so dark? How do I walk to the couch there?

"Master?"

Again Zahra tried to call. Perhaps the master is still sleeping.

However, the result is nil. No answer from anywhere. He slowly walked to the sofa not too far from the door.

Careful. Careful. Careful.

Uh, also until. Alhamdulillahot.

Zahra put down a tray containing breakfast.

Tap

Tap

Tap

Zahra's heart stopped immediately. His body temperature suddenly warmed.

What is that sound?

Kriee.

Zahra turned her body looking behind the darkness. The sound of the door opening.

Brakkkkk

"Yahoooooo!!!!"

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