Bestfriend ‘Til Jannah
Introductory Period

Zhorif lost his ability to control his expression, until his lips involuntarily opened slightly wide as if showing his insecurities as Zhara extended her right hand while wiggling her fingers with a wiggle.

"Where's the ring, Mas?" ask Zhara.

"I didn't bring it," Zhorif replied truthfully. If you want to be more honest, Zhorif will of course answer that he has not bought the object at all, even thinking to buy it does not cross the man's head.

Fortunately, Zhara replied with a smile as if giving a code that she had no problem with it. Of course, Zhorif immediately sighed with relief.

Shortly after the light conversation, a waiter came with the food they had ordered. Likewise with the liquid poured in a glass that is commonly used for drinks like wine. Do not think Zhorif will order such a drink because in fact the drink has been changed into a soft drink with the addition of bright colors.

Zhara almost drooled when she smelled how savory the scent was and before she started eating it, the girl chose to drink it first. However, in the second gulp a cold foreign object touched his lips and made the girl suddenly keep his lips away from the liquid.

Zhara rounded her eyes looking surprised, her gaze raised towards Zhorif who had just finished his meal prayer recitation and was about to enjoy his meal. "Mas.." called him who managed to make Zhorif's movement back to a halt.

The girl took out her fork and grabbed the small object to show it to the man who was currently sitting before her.

"Mas want to surprise-in me, huh?!" asked Zhara confidently.

Zhorif was surprised not to play when he saw the object. The man immediately turned his head in all directions to look for the figure he suspected so much. Gotchas! Finally the man managed to catch the wet whereabouts of Ranti and also Erna who even raised their wide smiles while waving with a sinless face.

"Mas!" call Zhara a little stronger for the third time.

Zhorif turned his head, the man smiled and nodded his head as his back slammed against the back of the chair signifying his resignation.

"Mas, put on the ring, dong!" pinta Zhara with pursed lips.

Zhorif let out a heavy sigh and moved his hand so slowly to reach for the ring and put it on Zhara's ring finger.

Zhara smiled with satisfaction when the beautiful ring was embedded in her finger. She was not even aware that her body was moving to get close to Zhorif and hugged him tightly.

"Thank you, Mom!" zhara said in her arms.

There was a tingling feeling in Zhorif when the skin of their bodies touched. It felt like Zhorif was pushing the teenage girl away from him, but his sense of helplessness seemed to flutter resolutely against that desire.

After drowning her face in the chest of the Zhorif field, Zhara distanced herself from the man's body and smiled broadly. "Muhrim, really, Mom!" sahut Zhara seemed to be able to read what Zhorif was thinking at that time.

Whatever! Zhorif doesn't want to care anymore. All he wanted was to eat the food he had ordered and rush home to nag the mother who could do such a cruel thing to her own son.

In the end, the two new couples enjoyed eating them in silence. Ah ... enjoy? Maybe it was just to describe Zhara's feelings, not Zhorif's.

"They're gonna bring me home, right?" ask Zhara.

Zhorif shook his head in response. "You can go home" Zhorif stopped his chewing when his eyes could no longer find the whereabouts of the mother and also the mother of Zhara.

"No problem, Mom. I can take a taxi. There's gotta be a job at the hospital, right?" guess it was Zhara who made Zhorif nod his head.

Zhorif is not lying. He does have a night watch schedule today.

Zhorif let out a forced smile and thanked him, before accepting the bag with a heavy heart.

On the way, Zhara was forced to ask the driver to stop. "Sir, can you turn the direction again? I missed the bag, my wallet was there too" Zhara pleaded with a grimace as she realized her own stupidity.

"Wow, Ma'am. How, huh? I had to hurry home, just got word that my wife was about to give birth," said the taxi driver, putting on a guilty face.

"If I go down here. How do I pay my father?" zhara turned around to ask.

"No problem, Ma'am. I also apologize for having to leave without delivering Mbak to a destination like this" the middle-aged man said.

Zhara shook her head quickly. "No papa, sir. I can get down here. Hopefully the flow of your wife smoothly," said Zhara kindly before descending on the side of the road where the nearest stop vehicle.

Zhara sighed with a face bent as the car was passing in light blue. His body turned around to return to the hotel he had previously been to. In the middle of his journey, Zhara lifted one of his legs and grimaced when he found that his ankles were scratched due to the higheels he was wearing.

When the girl again decided to continue her path. A black luxury car came to a halt nearby with a lamp that made his eyes glare. A tall man came up to him and blocked Zhara's wrist abruptly.

Zhara squinted her panda, trying to stare at the man who was now in front of her. "Who?" the girl's great-grandson tried to remove the man's cheque from his wrist.

The man seemed to smile and move his body to cover the light of the car so that his face could be clearly seen by Zhara.

"Arka's Mas?" lirih Zhara slowly pushed back her footsteps.

"Yes, this is Mas. What are you doing here?" the man asked as he advanced his steps trying to pull Zhara's hand closer towards him.

"I-i"

"Bugh!"

"Mas!"

Zhara rounded her eyes in disbelief as Zhorif came from beside her and dealt a hard blow to the face of the man named Arka, and caused the man to fall to the ground.

Zhorif pulled Zhara to take cover behind him.

"Don't touch my fiance!"

- in a row

So, gini guys....

I should have updated yesterday, but unfortunately the chapter I wrote before was not saved and lost 😭😭

Sorry for the delay, yes....

Don't forget to stay in your characters

-Charlies_N - N