II

Harry smiled, he could read his friend's uncertainty.

"Oh... so her name is Ana, you already know that girl's name. "Now I understand why it is so difficult for you to settle this grudge,"

"Ana has nothing to do with any of this Harry!!" said Irfan who was so annoyed. Now the lit cigarette was crushed in Irfan's grasp.

" So what? Who else is related to that bastard except him!!” Harry shouted.

Irfan was just silent.

"Or do you actually secretly want to forget this grudge, Irfan!!" shouted Harry who was now gripping the neck of Irfan's shirt.

Irfan was really confused. There is no truly appropriate sentence to describe his feelings at this time.

"Do I really want to forget everything? Is it true that I have forgotten Iren? Or am I in love?”