MY HEART HAS DIJLEB-JLEBIN YOU
THIRD PERSON REAL

"Grandfather, sorry. Sorry me. I'm cu-"

"Never show up in front of me again" Hakam told Emily. "Come, Hen." Hakam left the living room of Zaim's residence.

Emily's crying became hysterical as Hakam and Hendri passed her sitting on the floor. Despite knowing her cries were in vain, Emily insisted, hoping that someone would give her a little mercy. Unfortunately Emily's hope will only forever be hope. For to hope for mercy after daring to betray Al Hakam and Zaim Alfarezi is like a dream in broad daylight!

After admitting that it was she who made a misunderstanding between Zain and Kasih, Emily was taken to the police station. I don't know how many possessions Zaim took out in order to get Emily to spend her life in prison, which must be a problem already solved. Now the late brother, Zain Elfatih, can really calm in nature there. 

"Bas, cave eyes hurt. Singkirin," said Zaim.

Bastian nodded at Zaim, as well as his subordinates. "Greese. I will follow you later."

"Nonsense. Za, plis kicked me first, Za. Plis, Za." Emily struggling. "Please. Wait-wait. Za, for whatever I don't mean …"

Zaim breathed. "Didn't see him?"

Bastian nodded. "But the cave is sure to be somewhere, Za. You must know. But he has a mental disorder, so there's no way. Want a nyari's?"

"Can. Kali can help you recover love."

"OKAY. Deadlines?"

"Nyantai, please" replied Zaim.

"Keep the Yoshi want to be flanked?"

"Let's just say it." Zaim was silent for a moment. "Let Grandpa and his parents love the fate."

"okay." Bastian. "Gua pull that out."

"Bas."

Spontaneous Bastian stopped his steps, then turned to look at Zaim who had previously put on a haunted face.

"Lu want a girl?" zaim.

"Huh?"

Zaim. "girls. Wanna?"

Bastian did not answer, busy holding his mouth ready to throw a curse on Zaim.

"You want a girl named Monica. Try to meet once. If you like to brush directly. A beautiful cave," added Zaim as it passed.

Bastian. "Got a lot of nonsense."

"The gua denger."

"Cave knows."

"Say you want to unplug it?"

Bastian continued his steps. "It's otw."

"The cave eye drops hurt."

"Damn it," muttered Bastian.

"The gua denger."

"It's a copy of Lexander Kingston." Bastian is still mumbling.

"The gua denger."

...•▪•▪•▪•▪•...

"Inget, tell me my mom is staying at Vina's house" Nia said, handing over the helmet to Ikbal.

"The premiere picket of sweet bridge ancol 8 seeds, nine o'clock mallm on Saturday. Deadline's giving me the ticket tomorrow."

"Yes-iya ntar I mintain same Zaim. Sono is."

Ikbal did not answer, only turned on his motor light and left Zaim's residence. Mr. Ucil who had been waiting for Nia immediately ran over to Nia and took over the backpack he was carrying. Mr. Ucil then drove Nia to the Zaim residence, where Nur the Chief Servant and his men were waiting for Nia at the door with a sincere smile and sleepy eyes that were forced to glare.

Nia feels bad, but what can I do. Zaim, who promised to call Nia, did not call, although it had been seven hours since his last meeting at the police station. That's why Nia stopped visiting Zaim's house at midnight. Nia thought Zaim was waiting for her in the living room, but no one seemed to have told Zaim about his sudden visit.

"What do you want to drink, Non?" ask Nur to Nia.

"No need, Bi." Nia glanced at Zaim's room. "Zaim belom know if I'm here huh?"

"Yet. But you haven't slept yet, Non. The room lights are still on."

"She must be eating belom too, right?"

"Mmm, can I pinch the kitchen?" ask Nia again.

"Sorry, Non?"

Nia smiling. "Please, Bi. It won't explode. I just want to make a simple meal for Zaim."

Nia's reassuring expression made her the ruler of the kitchen. Nur asks the other servants to go back to rest, while herself, becomes Nia's right-hand man in the kitchen. Nur saw Nia who was so deft in cooking. It is not a skill that someone has just because he diligently watches cooking channels on y*utube but because of the demands of life. Fix it!

"It's not a simple meal, no."

Nia simply laughed in response to Nur while following him towards Zaim's room on the third floor. When the two of them were standing right in front of Zaim's room door, Nur began to knock. Nur thinks his master will only open the door on the umpteenth knock, but unexpectedly Zaim immediately appeared even though Nur has not yet fulfilled his beat. Zaim looked very surprised but quickly read the situation.

Nia must have come over out of worry or, suudzon! And a serving of kwetiau boiled seafood it must be cooked Nia specifically for Zaim. Zaim immediately took over the tray that Nia was carrying, then gave Nur the code to leave. Nia went into Zaim's room, though Zaim said nothing. While Nia is mesmerized by Zaim's lavish bedroom, Zaim looks voraciously at his late dinner.

"Nothing but less."

Spontaneous Nia quits her charms and approaches Zaim at the desk. "I'm not cooking that for you." Nia snatched the fork Zaim was holding. "I also ate a baby because I waited for a phone call from someone."

"Let me call, honey."

"So long? I know the school boy knows. It's second grade."

"What if my business is just done now try?" Zaim opened his mouth, receiving a mouthful of plump shrimp from Nia. "And what if I can't sleep before your voice?"

"Gombal."

"Emang."

Nia glared, making Zaim laugh.

"Thank you for coming, honey. I feel more better*."

*Thank you for coming, darling. I feel better.

"Pay" said Nia while feeding Zaim again.

"What kind of money cake is using me?"

"But!" Spontaneous Nia exclaims.

Zaim laughed again. "By the way, who's the guy who ate soto noodle bogor with you in the school cafeteria this afternoon?"

Nia undoes her intention to bribe kwetiau. "So noon? In the school cafeteria? Soto noodle bogor? Guys? Brother Denar?"

"Oh, so that's Kak Denar."

Nia nodded as she continued her paused kwetiaunya feed. "Kok you know? Oh. Lest there be a child Andalan Teladan whose motto fit me again eat the same Kak Denar continue to dishare on instagr*m again?"

"Yes. But I've pulled the pictures." Zaim receives a fork from Nia. "But how do you answer it so casually?"

"Keep I told you how to answer? My people have nothing to do. It's really just the one you met."

Zaim was silent for a moment. "Bandingin Monica, your Denar sister is more dangerousin our relationship loh."

"But Brother Monica said she wanted to make you like her."

"He said it was for you."

"Huh?"

"So you know who he is."

"Whose name?"

"You will know too. The point is that he has no evil intentions" Zaim replied.

"Sister Monica said she's meeting you from abroad?"

"He said that? How dare he confess to me."

"Who? So right?"

"Not, Honey. Taiwan is not in my business."

"Taiwan ma–"

"Tomorrow I leave at noon so you can anterin you to school," Zaim sideline as he suddenly moved. "You're nginep, right? Sleep in my room. Promise me I'll take a henchman."

"wait around. You why are you suddenly giving up that conversation?"

"You don't think I'm gonna change that I'm not a henchman. Wanna?"