Sun Princess & Snow Prince
Episode 28 - The Cold War (Miss You)

~ Stalking is another way of missing someone (Zaid and Ave) ~

Ave stepped inside the house that looked still quiet. Zaid hasn't come home yet. With gontai he walked towards his own pavilion.

His heart was still as if it were burdened with stones. Although now much better after meeting his friends who move quickly to meet him just because of one short message. Ave feels no longer alone. At least he got advice from them.

After telling me everything that happened at lunch, one by one his friends gave advice.

"Already, Ve. Don't be sad. You stay clear to Zaid, if you're just shocked. That's what a bother! I used to finish your sister's kiss, already can not miss again until marriage," said Lily relaxed.

Tiar glared at him. "Lu mah different times, Li. You're ashamed to break up in front of Ajie. Even bashfully. It's Ave! Different!"

Lily stared back cynically. "Well what's the difference between you, Yar? Chasing your men for years, ampe willing to take care of the body. It's been this fat, Mas Ajie still just a darling. Huh!"

"Well, you're fat because you're pregnant, Dodol!" pekik Tiar does not want to lose.

Natasha then glanced at the two. "We're helping Ave again, you two make a fuss." Both are silent.

"Not want to say, but did not have time, continued Mr. Zaid even avoid Ave. Keep getting angry. Just one elevator just don't want to," complained Ave while looking down.

Natasha. "There will be time, too, Ve. It wasn't your fault either. Just calm! Don't sad. Later you can talk to him slowly, meet him carefully and explain! Pretend that there is work to get into his office. By the way, both. Let your problems both clear."

That's why Ave still chose to go back to Zaid's house. He had to cook for dinner.

But until Ave finishes the bath and prayers of Magrib, Zaid is nowhere to be seen in the main house. Even until Ave started removing groceries from the refrigerator, the workspace and bedroom on the second floor seemed deserted.

Intrigued, Ave chose to inspect it directly to the top floor. Figure out. The first one he came to was Zaid's study. When it opened, the room was pitch-black, making Ave feel the phone and turn on the lights to look for the switch.

After the lights came on, Ave moved in. This was the first time he had actually entered this room. During these few days, at most he shouted from the kitchen, or closest, to the door. This time he came in. There's no one.

When moving to Zaid's room door, it was locked. Disappointed, Ave went down again. Busy guessing. Maybe Zaid's still overtime. Today was amazingly busy.

But as he passed through the dining room, Ave saw the paper under the empty glass being flipped over. He took. It's letters. From Zaid.

[Ave, I have to leave tonight. There are important meetings in KL. I forgot your info. Be careful at home.]

Ave's shoulders slumped. What meeting? Why so suddenly? Why write this letter in the digital age? Can't the guy send her a WA message or an email? Is it because Zaid doesn't want to talk to her and meet her at all?

Ave picks up his phone, presses Zaid's phone number. One reads, two times, up to five times. Then after Ave checked once again whether the number he was aiming for was correct and called back, the operator notification was heard.

'The number you are going to is not active... '

With pouting lips, Ave looked at her phone disappointed. Inexhaustible, Ave checked IG Zaid. The IG account was actually blocked because he was worried that Zaid was following him. Ave is worried that his trash post will be read and criticized by Zaid, the snow prince who he thinks certainly does not know the meaning of cyber-communication. He also feared that Zaid knew who Papa and Ajie were from the comments of his close friends.

But, there's nothing strange about Zaid's post. It's still the same as last time Ave checked. Just photos with his business colleagues. Whether it's golfing, lunch, dinner, meetings, in the studio, office. Much the same. He occasionally takes pictures with models working with the company, including Natasha. IG Zaid is really too formal for Ave. But even so, he pressed the word 'follow' on Zaid's account.

Still disappointed in his heart, Ave returned to the kitchen and put all the ingredients back in the refrigerator. He doesn't cook for himself. He has lost his taste anyway. Better to sleep. He is tired of being born today.

While in the airport waiting room, Zaid had just turned on the phone that had been turned off after Ave's phone entered earlier. He glanced at the digital clock displayed on the monitor screen of the room. Still long. You can still check out some messages and notifications. There might be other important things besides.

As soon as he finished meeting and met Mr. Bambang, Zaid went home for a while. He was a little worried about meeting Ave, but apparently the girl had not returned home. After writing a letter in haste, then stuffing his scruffy clothes into his small backpack, Zaid went to the office again, finishing some work before heading straight to the airport.

Once the phone is on, the notification of the streak comes in. There's a message from Jenny, a message from Zahra, her brother. But what makes Zaid's fingers stop moving is.. follower notification from his IG account. 'vee_alfar follows you.'

For a moment Zaid weighed before finally touching the name written, checking the account. Unlike usual when there are accounts that follow his account, this time his instinct says that this account belongs to someone he knows.

One tap, the screen moves to vee_alfar account. The account is not private. His profile picture is just a photo of the back of a girl holding up one hand. Zaid smiled. He even recognized just by looking at the back of the photo. This must be Avelia's account.

The subsequent photos ensure Zaid's answer is correct. Although in the last few photos there are no photos that show the face of Ave, there are many things that Zaid recognized.

The last photo was a photo of his own motor

'Why are the men around me riding moge anyway!? Hay, the men around me, who were riding the bike in the wind!'

- Elang1001: Entar I bring oil wind cap pacul if gi gi take you. But it's a motor - siape, Non? Definitely not mine!

- Vee_alfar: Have you ever tried? Just Ms. N can go up in times.

ms_n: Who is Ms. N?

vee_alfar: When Ms. N asked who is Ms. N.

elang1001: Love you Ms. N

.....

The second photo is an abstract painting in his house.

'When I tried to understand your taste, and what I got is puyeng.'

[A/N: When trying to understand your taste, and all I get is a quail.']

lilyTheQueen: And you are not alone.

tiartij: Me too. This your new contract, vee_alfar?

- Vee_alfar: Not Kak Tiartij, Ave's neighbor's house.

....

A smile loomed on Zaid's face. Ave is terrified that Natasha knows where she lives. Probably as worried as his other friends would know.

The next photo is a small cubicle in his office. Next up is a photo of Ave with her female friends and... Hawks. Like a fire burning through Zaid's chest saw Ave's relaxed hands resting on the shoulders of the seated Eagle. His thumb touched the screen again. He didn't want to see that picture.

Then he paused for a moment to look at the picture of the bridal bouquet. This... what? Zaid's heart seemed to stop, he quickly shifted it, it turned out some photos of Ajie and Lily's wedding. Zaid smiled, holding his own shame. He already thinks the no-no.

One by one the photos published by Ave were noticed by Zaid. He began to recognize the other side of the humorous girl. The whole picture is always funny and makes her smile. The comments that corroborated him were also mostly from his female friends. Until an old photo is seen.

A picture of a smiling middle-aged beautiful woman with a slightly pale face and a cap on her head. The woman was sitting on a wheelchair and her hands were seen being infused.

'Miss you like crazy, Mom.'

Lama Zaid looked at the photo. He knew this was Ave's mother. Only, Zaid felt like he had seen the woman somewhere. But in vain he tried to remember it. Maybe he just saw her accidentally, just passing by.

Doubtfully, Zaid pressed the comment option under the old photo and typed in a short sentence.

- Zaid_Zabir: 'Pray for her. Al Fatihah's.'

A faint smile appeared slowly. Just an ordinary sentence praying for a loved one. That's normal. He also used to do it on the accounts of his friends. Very reasonable speech. Nothing's gonna get weird. Ave wouldn't mind. This is just Zaid's way of apologizing.

Just then, there was a sound notification from the loudspeaker for boarding. Zaid got up from the waiting chair and walked in while turning off his phone again. It's time to cool off his feelings while giving Ave time to forgive himself. Hopefully when he comes back, the girl will be willing to talk to him again.

In her room, Ave looked repeatedly at the list of comments in the late Mama's photo. The photo he uploaded about a year ago when he just returned from Sydney. There were a few comments, but the last one, just sent a few minutes ago.

Zaid_Zabir: 'Pray for her, Al Fatihah.'

After that another pop-up notification appears. 'Zaid_Zabir followed you'

His sleepy eyes, his spirit that had disappeared from nowhere, his smile that had vanished since noon... all returned compactly as the girl leaped in excitement and a carefree cry rang out in the pavilion.

"Yeah! Pray for me too, sir!!"

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