Marrying Young Miss Kaya Raya
33

"Servant?"

"The waiter" Evelyn said slowly pointing towards the exit.

Evelyn's voice was very slow, almost like a whisper. Looks like Evelyn didn't want their conversation heard by anyone.

"You mean the handsome waitress who just delivered our drinks?" ask Ziva.

Evelyn nodded in response. "Yes, it's about him."

"What's wrong with him?" tanya Ziva was getting confused and curious.

Evelyn took a deep breath and exhaled slowly before finally answering the question.

"Actually, I've met him somewhere else, before this, I mean before tonight." explains Evelyn.

"Wow, is that true?" Ziva said in shock. "When is that?"

"Yes, that was a few days ago when my driver almost hit him."

"Crashed it?"

"Yes, that's almost it."

"Then what next? Is she okay? Is he hurt?" asked Ziva in surprise. "But he looked fine just now. I didn't see a single wound on his body." he muttered while trying to remember.

Evelyn shook her head slowly.

"No, he wasn't hurt. I told you earlier that my car just almost hit him."

Ziva nodded in understanding.

"That's what it looks like."

Evelyn fell silent again before continuing her sentence.

"But I don't think he remembers me at all as the owner of the car that almost hit him at the time."

"Oh, wouldn't it be nice if he didn't remember you? He won't sue you." said Ziva. "Well, after all, you almost hit him, not really hit him. You said he wasn't hurt at all, right?

"Yes." Yeah."

"What else is the problem?"

"That's exactly the problem. That's what pisses me off, Ziva. The fact that he could easily forget me. That's what I don't accept." Evelyn said with an annoyed look.

Ziva felt even more astonished to see Evelyn's behavior. "But why does that have to upset you."

"That problem..."

Evelyn smiled awkwardly.

How could he tell Ziva that he was so disappointed that the young man didn't remember him as much. Imagine, in the eyes of others, Evelyn was an important person and could not be easily forgotten.

But it was much different with this young man. Just a few days after their meeting, she did not recognize Evelyn's face. I don't know why, but it broke Evelyn a little bit.

Evelyn felt so disappointed for the first time in her life.

Ziva then brought his face closer to Evelyn and whispered. "Are you interested in him?"

The question managed to make Evelyn's body stiffen. His facial expression turned awkward.

"Huh?"

"You might like him, but he forgot about you and made you upset and angry, is that it?"

"That's impossible." Evelyn grimaced awkwardly. Honestly, Ziva's words are one hundred percent true.

"What is impossible."

"There's no way I like it!"

"Why is it impossible."

Evelyn remained silent.

He then sighed softly and leaned his back against the back of the sofa behind him while shaking his hand. "It's okay, Ziva. Forget it."

Ziva looked at Evelyn confused but chose to agree to it.

"All right." Ziva shook his shoulders relaxed. Yes, although Evelyn's answer still hangs and makes her curious, but Ziva also has no right to force her friend to tell her story.

And after that little talk, Evelyn downed her drink and sighed softly again.

Evelyn's confused.

How Ziva's words can be true. He really liked that young man. But how to tell his best friend that he is heartbroken because the person he likes does not remember his face? His pride was too high to let Ziva know everything and laugh at him.

Somehow Evelyn liked the waiter. Though they had only met twice but Evelyn already had a taste for him.

Ziva looked back at Evelyn. "But I'm a little curious. Didn't you ever tip a waitress at your father's nightclub before. But the young man got it. Did you do it because of the accident or because of something else?"

"You could say so. Even though I didn't hit her, but my guilt for her was still there." Evelyn explained as she downed the drink in her hand.

Evelyn then turned back to the door, where the handsome maid had come out.

'Actually the other problem is. The man has indeed managed to steal my attention but I am still hesitant and also embarrassed to really tell you, Ziva.' Evelyn said in her heart.

While Evelyn was still agitated with her own thoughts, Ziva suddenly raised his drink.

"OK everything! Tonight is the time to have fun." Ziva exclaimed loudly.

Everyone raised their glasses while laughing happily. Ziva turned to Evelyn who had not yet raised her glass, still daydreaming.

"Hey, what are you waiting for, Evelyn? Let's quickly raise your glass." said Ziva while helping to raise Evelyn's hand holding the glass.

Evelyn smiled as Ziva raised his hand up for a toast.

"OK, okay, let's toast" Evelyn told her friends.

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