Dream Destiny
Episode 79's

Nazyela ran as fast as he could and tried to avoid it so far, that he was tired and did not know where he was.

The late night with a cold wind that hit his body and face added to the heart of the injured girl. Nazyela continued to walk in limp, following the footsteps that carried her. Tears that continue to flow without him asking to make a splash on both eyelids.

When opening his eyes in this world, Nazyela was happy not to play because here something he had never had and felt to be the destiny he so longed for. But the struggle to have a happy destiny is a very heavy struggle that is sometimes beyond common sense. What else for the problem of the heart that hurt and hurt him continues to repeat endlessly, as if it had been a destiny that his life has a love struggle that is very difficult to achieve.

The trembling footsteps brought Nazyela at her last point of strength. His body collapsed sitting on the side of the road that was out of nowhere. He was crying while hugging both knees.

"What are you doing here, miss?"

The soul wanted to know Wilson could not be held back when he saw a girl so pitiful crying by the side of the road on a lonely night.

Nazyela turned her face to look at the person who asked her to speak.

"Miss Nazyela?! You why?"

Wilson recognized that face that was none other than the woman who had made her master flustered to death. The young man seemed worried about Nazyela who was confused about the man who knew her but did not know her.

It was implied from her face that the girl was confused.

"I am Wilson, the bodyguard of the noble prince Jongya miss"

Wilson introduced himself, then Nazyela felt calm because actually the girl was also a little afraid.

"Are you able to stand, miss? Let me take the lady back to your house"

Nazyela nodded her head in response to Wilson's invitation. They boarded the car that the young man had brought.

Wilson deliberately went home late at night to avoid the crowds of his fans who turned out to even meet Nazyela on the side of the road with alarming conditions.

They were silent all the way. Wilson deliberately did not ask why Nazyela was crying on the side of the road. But he will be ready to listen if the girl wants to tell a story.

"Do you know my house?

"Yes, miss"

"...."

Silence after Nazyela asked one question.

And they were almost at the house of the girl.

"Stop!"

Nazyela suddenly asks Wilson to stop his vehicle.

The girl squinted her eyes to clarify her vision ahead.

"It looks like it's the lady's lover"

Wilson's remarks helped clarify the girl's view.

Nazyela was stunned, even who her lover the bodyguard knew as well.

Have they been spying on me all this time? I'll try to test it.

"Turn back to me ketoko"

"Neither miss"

And sure enough Wilson also knew where Nazyela's flower shop was located.

Nazyela was now agitated, not because the young man knew everything about her but was agitated because of where he would spend the night tonight because he was not looking to meet Ji Chang. The store had not yet been renovated while Ji Chang was waiting for him at home.

"Will the lady go to my place?"

Wilson volunteered after noticing Nazyela who seemed to be thinking while biting her fingernail

"Why do you know my way of thinking?"

Wilson turned his vehicle around and drove towards where he lived without waiting any longer, Nazyela said.

"When conditions like miss, usually people will choose to have their own time without being recognized by people. And what happened to the current miss I won't ask"

Right now, I need to be alone again.

Nazyela was just silent, she just looked out the window letting the cold wind hit her disheveled face.

Drifting in his daydreams, they turned out to have arrived at the Wilson residence.

"Come on, miss"

Wilson opened the door and took Nazyela in and she closed the door again.

"Wil, is that you? Why did you come home once a night?"

Grandma slowly approached Wilson.

"Oh.. grandma, you haven't slept?"

"I haven't closed my eyes yet. But who's this girl Wil?"

Wilson then whispered something to his grandmother who was Jongya's grandmother. Grandma smiled at what Wilson said to her.

"Oh, thank you, Grandma"

"Let's take my lady"

Nazyela nodded her head in response to Wilson's invitation. At the end of the hall, Wilson opened the door and Nazyela immediately entered.

"Rest the lady, tomorrow I'll take the lady back to your house if you're ready"

"Thank you Wil, you know what I want without speaking. Then I'll close this door"

Nazyela.

"Please miss"

Wilson bowed respectfully and left Nazyela.

Nazyela immediately went to the bathroom and cleaned herself up. When he finished he forgot that he had no other clothes other than the one he was wearing and the shirt looked dirty and shabby.

"Tok.. tok?! Is this me?"

The voice of the grandmother outside the door broke Nazyela's mind. He opened the door but only half.

From behind that door his body hid only his head that he showed.

"Oh grandma.."

Nazyela immediately opened the door wide after noticing a set of clothes brought by the grandmother and a tray containing a glass of warm milk and cake.

"Let me help Grandma?"

Nazyela immediately took the tray and placed it on the table. He immediately closed the door half open because he only used a towel.

"It's wearing. I'm sure your clothes are dirty. But it's a little open because it's my granddaughter's long-unworn shirt"

"Is it okay Grandma, what if she sees me wearing her shirt?"

"He will not remember because he has so many clothes. These two sets of clothes I haven't seen him wear in years, so wear them. I also brought some new underwear for you"

"Thank you, grandma"

"Don't hesitate, son, rest is done filling your stomach. Tomorrow morning come have breakfast with us"

"Good grandma. Thanks again"

Nazyela said as she bowed her head.

The grandmother closed the door to Nazyela's room.

Nazyela immediately put on the clothes carried by the grandmother and spent the milk and cake on the table. It turned out that he had only felt hungry after running far away and remembered that he had not eaten either because he thought he was going to have dinner with Ji Chang.

He tried to lay down his body while reading a book on the nightstand near his bed. Eventually, Nazyela fell asleep too.

Next day.

Sunlight began to show its warm light and began to feel enveloped the earth into Nazyela's room. The girl got up and prepared for breakfast. After breakfast he plans to return home and will return to this house the next day to bring something to repay the kindness of Wilson and the grandmother.

Nazyela stepped foot into the dining room.

"Good morning grandma?"

"Oh good morning, son, you're beautiful in the morning. Did you take a shower in the morning? We'll have breakfast together"

"All right, grandma"

Nazyela then approached the dining table and saw Wilson who was sitting there with a man who immediately made his heart pound.

"Jongya?!"

The man who was eating his breakfast was as surprised as Nazyela when he saw the voice of the person who mentioned his name.

The problems that approached him that night drained Nazyela's mind and energy to forget the master who served by Wilson. Though the young man had said that he was Jongya's bodyguard. And of course the young man will stay with his master.

Mampus me...

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