Shut up, Cyntia!

Nizam opened the door through the remote control of his apartment. As soon as the door opened, from outside Cyntia immediately burst in. Her eyes glanced here and there and immediately found Alena sitting on the sofa.

"Alena .. honey ... How are you? What happened to you?" Cyntia asked repeatedly like a bullet fired in a state of war.

"Wow .. wow .. calm down Cyntia. I'm fine. You don't need to worry." Alena hugged Cyntia who looked very panicked.

"I was very scared, Alena. She said my father had an accident. I was so panicked and immediately hysterical. Moreover, my father and mother's cellphones were not active. Finally I managed to contact my sister who lives not far from my parents' house. So that she could go straight there and see Dad's condition. . Turns out that my dad is fine. You bastard who plays with other people's feelings. " Cyntia spoke incessantly.

"When I came back about an hour later. I didn't see you .. I thought you were going with Edward. I sat waiting. I tried to call you and it turned out that your bag was left on the chair. When I was about to call Edward, it turned out that my cellphone died because it ran out of battery. "Cyntia gasped. Cyntia saw someone handing her a glass of cold water. With joy, Cyntia took it and took a sip at once. She is very thirsty.

"Thank you" he said while giving the empty glass to the person while glancing at him.

"Oh My God ..." Cyntia shouted in surprise as she stood up and looked at the person who handed her a drink was Nizam. It was like seeing a ghost in broad daylight.

"So the one who helped you was You Nizam. Those people asked me to go see Alena. They said you were in danger but someone was helping. He then didn't say anything else. And when I didn't want to come with him, I almost dragged him away.

Because I was worried about you I was willing to get into his car muttering and praying that we were all right. I held your bag Alena while wondering. If it turns out you went with Edward. Why did you leave your bag on the table? That means you're right inside. danger." Cyntia was chirping again.

"Oh my God ... is it true that you are Nizam .. how is that possible?" Cyntia really screwed up. She said while surrounding Nizam looking closely. She is still not sure there is Nizam in front of her.

Alena giggled at Cyntia who kept staring at Nizam from toe to head. Nizam became very embarrassed especially when later Cyntia with her fingertips pressed Nizam's arm to make sure that what was in front of her was a person and not a statue. Nizam was immediately taken aback when Cyntia pressed his arm. He reflexively removed Cyntia's hand from his arm. Alena laughed more at the reaction of Nizam and Cyntia.

"Why did this iceberg help you? Didn't he care about you all this time? Does he know you almost died of sadness when he always refused ... mmmf .. mmf " Not finished Cyntia said Alena had covered Cyntia's mouth with her hand.

"Shut up, Cyntia! Don't talk carelessly." Alena's face turned red.

Nizam looked at her with happy smiles. How unhappy to hear that Alena loved him so much.

Cyntia removed Alena's hand from her mouth.

"Tell me about the complete incident .. Oh yes, Nizam .. Cyntia turned to Nizam. But she did not speak. Instead, she saw lipstick marks on Nizam's neck, cheeks, and forehead.