My Little Gwen's
Missed you, Gwen

Still in Zafier's office..

"Zafier, let's pour another drink" cried dr. Niko. "I wish all these drinks would make me feel better. I...I am really tormented by the reality that you revealed earlier.hik hik hik", he said again, the stuffing sounded faint.

"Zafier.can't you just keep all that to yourself. You really ruined my dream Zafier" cried dr. Niko frustrated.

Zafier could only stare in concern at his best friend. He patted dr. Niko.

"It's Niko, I can't believe a player like you is so devastated just by a woman" Zafier protested.

"You can get a woman easily, just by flicking your fingers. Come on.where dr. The Niko I've known all along?", asked Zafier again trying to cheer up his best friend.

Dr. Niko lifted her head. He looked at Zafier. " You don't know Zafier, you don't know how I feel. You don't know how different this feels about Sheza. It's not like the women I've been dating. It's different, it's very different. I. I'm very interested in him. Is It Love at first sight like in the fairy tales? So far no woman has been able to make my heart vibrate as great as this" said dr. Niko almost screamed, feeling desperate.

Zafier was silent, unable to speak any more in response to the statements of his best friend. He knows how devastated dr. Niko was just like how she felt when she knew Sheza's position. Zafier sighed, tired.

"Are you drunk? Though I have not brought out my best wine" said Zafier trying to distract his best friend.

Zafier. Dr. Niko turned her head back. He looked at Zafier curiously.

"Let's get your best wine out Zafier. I wanted to taste it" said dr. Niko was excited, even though her face was already flushed red.

"Are you sure?", asked Zafier. "You sure you can still drink it" asked Zafier again.

Dr. Niki just nodded. A few moments later Adolf opened the door to the room. He walked with something in his hand. Zafier nodded his head. Adolf then rushed to unscrew the red bottle. The smell immediately went out. Adolf then poured the red liquid inside on Zafier's glass and dr. Niko.

"You know this kind of wine Niko?", asked Zafier. Dr. Niko, who was still half drunk, seemed to try to focus on observing the bottle in Adolf's hand. Suddenly he smiled meaningfully.

"Is this Zafier's thing?", he asked curiously. Zafier nodded proudly. Dr's face. Niko looked surprised, her eyes bulging, her mouth almost gaping. He looked back at the bottle in Adolf's hand.

"Who does not know about this type of wine" said dr. Niko for sure, she seemed to be enjoying the drops that went into her throat.

"Wine that has reached the top position as the most expensive wine in the world. Wine from Oakville, California. Wine worth 7 billion is indeed very extraordinary, there are goods there is a price" said dr. Niko sipped her drink. Again enjoying the drops enthusiastically.

"Although drunk turns out your knowledge is not lost" praised Zafier. "You know, behind the fantastic price of this one wine, there are other things that are very extraordinary, one of which is in terms of taste. In terms of taste, this one wine has a combination of flavors from the aroma of black currant with the aroma of oak trees and has the right proportion and maintained purity. According to a wine expert, Screaming Eagle is the most spectacular wine he has ever tried", Zafier continued, sipping his wine.

Dr. Niko smiled at him, he began to taste the taste. "Truly wine with a high taste" he praised in earnest. "Perhaps because of the old storage so the quality is even better the longer stored this drink will indeed be more delicious" said dr. Niko, he re-enforced the drink in his glass in one gulp.

Zafier smiled faintly. He was happy that his best friend enjoyed the drink he gave, at least a little treat the pain he experienced. No more words came out of dr's mouth. Niko, because her head was already leaning quietly on the back of the sofa.

The night continues to rise. Zafier is still in his office. Although he drank quite a lot, there were no signs that Zafier was losing his consciousness. His tolerance for alcohol is quite high. He looked at the body of dr. Niko.

He then grabbed his phone to contact someone. A few moments later the door of the room opened. Uncle Adolf and two male servants seemed to rush to approach Zafier, bowing their bodies to Zafier. Zafier then nodded his head. Once received the command code from Zafier. The two guards carried Dr. Niko. They walked out of the room, carrying the body of dr. Niko went to her room.

Uncle Adolf was still in the room, although the two maids had gone to take dr. Niko. He looked at the Young Master with a worried look, though he found no sign that the Young Master was drunk.

"Is Young Master okay? Is there anything I can do for Young Master? I will bring a drink of drink for the master", he asked in an anxious tone. He hurried to leave, but his steps stopped when Zafier called out to him.

"Uncle adolf, I'm fine. Uncle should just rest" said Zafier. Although he said the words flatly but tucked the emphasis of a command in it.

"Well Young Master", Adolf simply resignedly took orders from the Young Master, without being able to refute. Before leaving the study, Adolf bowed respectfully.

After Adolf died, Zafier let out a tired sigh. He leaned his body on the back of the sofa he tried to be more relaxed and relaxed, his ashes were closed. His brain was filled with various thoughts that passed one by one freely. It flashed in his brain various questions, which he himself did not know who to ask. Why should he always be the encouragement of my friends who are hurt because of love for the same person. But without realizing it, he also experienced similar feelings and disappointments . He never complained about it to anyone, he really kept his own feelings close as well as treat it himself. More painful indeed.

For some reason so remembered Sheza, the shadow of little Gwen suddenly came into his mind. Without realizing it since meeting Sheza. Gwen's shadow began to fade. Zafier then got up from the sofa. He walked slowly to his desk. He positioned his body to sit on the seat of his greatness. The muscular hand was raised onto the table, taking the picture frame that was on his desk. He looked at the photo there. He looked at the little girl who looked familiar with his portrait as a child.

"I miss you Gwen" she whispered