My Little Gwen's
Zafier hypnotized

The night is getting late. The two handsome men who had been friends since childhood seemed still involved in serious talks. Dr. Niko continues to pursue Zafier's answer to all his curiosity.

"Come Zafier. I know exactly who you are. How could an OCPD (Obsessive-Compulsive Personality Disorder) like you let someone else use your bed and room? Isn't it just anyone who can access your personal belongings. As for cleaning your room, it should only be done by Draco. Someone with a background in undergraduate education in the field of health instead you made a servant in your mansion. What an insult to a profession", said dr. Nico gurgling head. It is beyond reason the actions of this one friend.

"You overestimated Nico too much. You seem to have forgotten that Draco's salary is many times greater than that of people of the same background as Draco" Zafier said. He looked at dr. Nico indifferent.

"Yes yes yes.You have money, you have power", dr. Nico. Zafier rolled his eyes lazily.

"And now, I demand your explanation. Who is this beautiful woman?", asked dr. Nico.

Zafier sighed. Looking at his best friend is meaningful.

"I'm lazy to explain. You just find out for yourself, not your expertise" he said short.

Zafier was at a loss for what to explain, as he himself was confused by his actions. Why did he take Sheza to his room and lay her on his own bed. While the rooms in this mansion are very numerous. He does all of that in a reflex way, following his instincts and heart. If asked why, he himself did not know. He just felt like he had to take the woman there. Haah, how to explain it, Zafier lamented inwardly.

To cover up his confusion and avoid the questions of his very critical friend, Zafier pretends to be busy with his laptop.

A moment later the silence in the workspace surprised Zafier's voice answered the video door access phone (video intercom) from outside the room.

" Come in!", said Zafier short.

The hose was not how long the door of the room was open. Adolf entered the room, he bowed his body respectfully to Zafier. Zafier nodded his head.

"What is uncle?", asked Zafier to the figure of the middle-aged man.

"I'm sorry for disturbing the young master's comfort. I'd like to report that Miss Sheza is conscious. Miss is in good condition, she only complains of pain in the head. The rest of Miss dalma's condition is stable. Do I need to have Oleta face the young master to report in detail?", asked Adolf.

"No uncle, your explanation is enough" replied Zafier flatly. His net sharp gaze was enough to make the person who spoke intimidatedly, even if he did nothing. That is also what Adolf is feeling. He hesitated to send a message from Sheza.

Zafier caught the confusion on Adolf's face. The net again looked at Adolf.

"Is there anything that uncle wants to say?", asked Zafier, his gray net looked curiously. Uncle Adolf was not usually like this, he thought.

Zafier surprised. His forehead is slightly wrinkled. How did he know it was my room he thought. Zafier sighed, trying to neutralize emotions.

"Let him rest there until he recovers uncle. If he has recovered he can return to his former room", replied Zafier flatly. The net is still focused on the laptop in front of him.

"All right, young master. Is there anything the young master needs right now?" ask Adolf again before leaving the room.

"No uncle, I'll call uncle, if there's anything I need" replied Zafier.

Adolf hurried out of the room, before leaving, bowing respectfully to Zafier.

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While it was ......

Sheza who had been awake since then could not close her eyes again. He just sat quietly leaning on the back of his bed. Recollecting the events he experienced in his unconscious enough to make the pain in his head increase. But getting rid of everything is also not an easy thing. Those events just appeared in his brain like video footage playing automatically. It all happened not under his control.

Sheza took in her breath and then exhaled her slowly trying to control her own brain. Slowly the shadow of events that are experienced in an unconscious condition that he can control. The pain in his head began to decrease.

After the pain in his head completely disappeared. Sheza lifted her body from the bed. Her net observed the condition corner by corner of the room. Having mastered the situation, he began to move down from the bed, then walked barefoot.

Sheza took her foot to the balcony. Arriving on the balcony he stood on the edge of the balcony.His head turned towards the sky, his net closed. He took a deeper breath hoping that the night air that entered his lungs, helped clear all the memories in his brain.

Slowly the hazel-colored netra opened. His net looked at the sky. The moon had replaced the king that afternoon with grace and looked earthy. The silvery moonlight replaced the sun's golden rays to illuminate the pitch-black world. The little stars that surround her are like servants ready to serve the queen of the night whenever she wants. The view of the sky tonight is beautiful. Sheza was always amazed when she saw it. Long enough Sheza stood there, enjoying the night view that spoiled the eyes. Until he didn't realize someone was watching him in the same place.

Yes ... Upon hearing information from Adolf that Sheza was aware, the figure of a handsome man with ash immediately went to the room where Sheza was, to ensure the condition of the woman. Zafier took the initiative to look directly at Sheza's condition, instead of asking for information directly on Oleta.

At first he was so anxious when he did not find the woman in his bed. Until a moment later he caught a silhouette of someone from the outside balcony. It looks hypnotized. Stepping onto the balcony without knowing. And sure enough, he found that beautiful figure was enjoying the sky view. While she herself is enjoying the beauty of Sheza. Her obsidian iris looked at Sheza fixedly, barely blinking.

This time Zafier could observe Sheza's beautiful face as fully as possible. Her long wavy beautiful hair seemed to occasionally move in the night breeze. His skin was as white as snow with a face that still looked pale. Her thin, red lips looked like cherries that were so tempting to taste. His nose is small and small. Her beautiful hazel-colored irises. Long and pliable eyelashes and neat black eyebrows like an italic ant. His whole face was absolutely stunning. It is truly the most beautiful work of God.

Sheza was still staring at the sky. He was not aware of the presence of others in the same place.