Our Secrets
Ch. 6. Can You Help Me?

Chapters. 6

"Where's your home address?" asked Zacky when the car he was driving began to run into a fairly crowded street.

More now it's Sunday night. Where many people go out, just for a walk in the city park or hanging out in cafes and clubs like what Zacky and his friends do.

"Ah, actually I can go home by myself, Om. My bike is still in school, after all" said Sila felt bad if she was ushered like this.

Helped until separated from Richard alone, Please feel grateful. What else when it comes to the contract, which there will cause various rumors from other contract residents. In addition, the car he is riding now is not just any car. Beuh .. can be imagined as to what the babble of his neighbors.

Zacky did not listen to the girl beside him. His head felt dizzy again, and his vision was a little blurry. But it only lasted a few seconds, after which it was normal again.

But Zacky felt his body strange. The feeling he turned on the AC in the car. Why does it feel so hot. Blinded the man moved furiously in his sitting.

Please realize this man beside her looks strange. Then he asked.

"Om why? Sick, huh?" ask Sila.

He had seen that on the left side of the face looked bruised. Probably the result of Richard's punch that hit the place.

Zacky. The man then began to remove the seatbelt he was wearing.

"Loh, Om. Why on the loose? Danger loh!" remember Sila slightly shouted in surprise.

Zacky paid no attention at all. Even the man seemed to take off his belt lock until it felt loose and more comfortable.

"Huh? Hot? It's so cold, Mom!" sahut Sila tried to stop Zacky's hand who wanted to increase the temperature in the car they were riding in at this time.

Just crazy. Please wear sleeveless dress at this time. While the situation in the car already feels very cold, but still added again. The jacket that was hanging on his back went nowhere. I can't remember when the jacket fell.

Zacky felt useless to increase the temperature of his car AC. Because it still feels bad. So with his skills driving the car, Zacky also chose to remove the t-shirt that sticks and makes it uncomfortable.

Please gasp in shock at the behavior of the man beside her. The girl with long hair and with a little more fresh make than usual looked frightened.

"O-om want a-what?" tanya Sila slightly shifted her seat until it stuck to the door.

"Syall!" sumpat Zacky when he realized the symptoms he felt at this time. "How dare they mix my drink with that shit!" he growled with a glare so sharp, pointing forward.

Instead of being calm because it was saved, the girl who had slightly narrowed eyes and a nose that was so sharp and clean white skin actually felt unsafe in the car with this man.

Ckiiiittt!"

With the right movements and calculations, Zacky pulled over his car in a fairly quiet area. Either way, Sila herself did not know which way they were on.

"Why stop, Om?" asked Sila with a trembling voice holding back fear.

Zacky turned off the engine of his car and lowered the seat that Sila was sitting in.

"Can you help me for a minute?" zacky's voice sounded heavier than ever. As well as the man's dark-looking gaze, it made Sila squeeze her own hand as Zacky approached towards her.