MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
SN 39'S
“You're crying?” lirih Arkhan with a weak voice.
Zalfa gasped at the question. Why could Arkhan ask that? Who is crying too? But the next second Zalfa was wide-eyed to see a few drops of water droplets drenching Arkhan's cheeks. It was definitely not Arkhan's tears. Zalfa only realized that it was his tears that dripped without him noticing when he was in a position to give artificial breath.
Quickly Zalfa rubbed his cheek. Geez, it's true what Arkhan said, he cried. Why did Zalfa not realize that he had been crying since? What exactly is he crying about? Clearly, Zalfa was very afraid to see death. That'sthat's all.
“Rest! You must be tired,” said Arkhan then closed his eyes.
Zalfa. Where should he rest? The door of the room cannot be opened. Zalfa was desperate to leave the place, there were still many daily routines that he had to do, but he was stuck there. Zalfa wants to go home.
“Arkhan, I have to go home!”
There was no response from Arkhan. The man was closed. His breathing was regular and sounded very loud.
Oh my God, so fast Arkhan fell asleep.
Zalfa wanted to wake Arkhan up, but at least Zalfa still had a humanity that made him feel unbearable to wake Arkhan at this time of his condition. What could Arkhan do in the current situation? The man was in a helpless state, where perhaps Zalfa would have the heart to ask Arkhan for help to break down the door.
Zalfa. He wanted to call Ismail and ask for help, but the bag containing his phone was left in Arkhan's car. Now he was really trapped in that room. The room is not how spacious, but the design is very charming. The whole room was elegant. Although the house is minimalist, but luxurious and comfortable.
After Zalfa's beads went around observing the entire room, his gaze was now fixed on the cross hanging on the wall. He was stunned for a moment staring at that thing. So Arkhan is a non-Muslim?
Zalfa did not want to think about it. Never mind, what is the need for him to wonder about the beliefs that Arkhan believed in?
After that, Zalfa sat on the floor by the door chanting the sacred verses he memorized. His hand stroked the surface of the stomach as it felt a fierce twisting from within his stomach. Really hungry. I don't know how long he's been locked up there. His eyes glanced at Arkhan who was sound asleep.
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TB
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