Befawa, Incorrect Marriages

Part 15#Zoya VS. Lee

The dark night befriended the clouds above. It had been an hour from the time of the examination but the wait was still continuing without certainty. Even though it is now nine o'clock at night, making the heart even more unsettled. Moreover, the occasional eye gaze glanced towards the west side where Lee was.

The man seemed to be busy talking about a job he could not understand. Was it because he was too young or something else? I really don't know why it could be like that. Moreover, the random sounding chatter even mentions some names of items that sound familiar.

Actually Lee works as a bodyguard, what's the seller of merchandise? Zoya did not know, every word that was strung together in such a way was just a code the person across understood without having to ask at length. The man had indeed familiarized some of the types of communication required for all the occupants of the mansion.

As of this moment, his report could not go directly to the young master as seeing the condition did not allow him to go home. Moreover, the examination is so long and if the hospital needs something, then only he can get anything quickly with his connection.

"Okay, greetings to the King. I have to get back to work." Lee ended the call, then took a deep breath. A moment to release all the feelings that are fused in the heart with this thought that accumulate in the brain.

Tired but can only rise to be more enthusiastic in enjoying the work that takes up all his time. After feeling better, then he walked up to Zoya who was sitting leaning with her arms crossed. Pale face, my eyes awakened him to something.

The initial intention of wanting to approach Zoya but the steps turn in the other direction. The man left the hallway of the examination hall, making Zoya snort miserably. Why was he left alone? Where is the spooky atmosphere with a long, silent hallway.

"Mending is just music," he said by taking a cell phone from his pants pocket. Then put the headset that was always in the sweater pocket, "Well, now it's better."

The rhythm of the sound changes the mood. Slowly followed the tone with the muttering of the song that moved his cherry red lips, "This is my fight song. Take back my life song. Prove I'm alright song. My power's turned on."

"Starting right now. I'll be strong. I'll play my fight song. And I don't really care if nobody else believes. 'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me." The tone of the voice is slow but still sounds melodious because he is an independent singer who occasionally hones his skills at the end of every art class.

The song Fight Song aims to be self-motivated in order to stay alive with passion. The problem is left but not ignored. The song has a deep meaning if it knows the meaning of each lyric that makes anyone feel alive it is only about fighting.

A song that if imbued will become a self-recharge of the importance of self-consciousness. Sometimes people forget, in the middle of a storm requires a time of contemplation to stay calm without any madness. Selfishness that greets can be dim even though it is not as easy as words. In essence, fight song teaches how to stand in the belief of the heart.

Bodo time with the talk of people who are often squeaky because of the saying, the tongue is not boned. Yo auto terabas without brake. It can cover many aspects of life. Such as bullies that occur in the community or in the area of employees in the work period. Totally different but from all that ...

A war of energy and emotion is against oneself. I know when the heart says it has to stop. But the mind continues to string together words until all branches of discord are linked. Such is man, those who think try to unite reason and feeling will always balance truth.

The closed eyes made Zoya start to sink into a rhythm that flowed beautifully in her ears. The teenager was not aware of the arrival of Lee who was now walking closer to him. Definitely footsteps with hands holding a crackle bag.

"Feed first!" his word once reached Zoya while putting a plastic bag on the right where the teenager sat but the one he greeted was silent.

A moment to pay attention to find the headset cable channel that is the cause of the teenager does not listen to it. Just so he let go of one of the headsets made Zoya blink open her eyes staring at him. "I've bought food, eat it! Don't protest."

Actually it was just an excuse because after what he heard. Honestly could not believe the words of the young man who was now standing nearby. A flash of shadow came greeting to greet the voice of the chat that was still recorded clearly in his mind. Miris because you have to hear directly but grateful can be an alarm.

"Hadeh even daydreamed," Lee raised his hand to pat Zoya on the cheek slowly, "Conscious first, if you are sick, it troubles me. At least you can eat for your brother, right? Don't make new trouble."

"Ouh, if not sincere do not give attention, Ka. I'm only here to ask Ka Ameera and not to be noticed by you." ketus Zoya expressed frustration in a buried heart since a few hours ago.

The teenager was heard complaining but a suspicious eye glance made him start to be alert. His instincts say Zoya's aura begins to change in anger even though the girl is unaware of the change in pressure level of the tone just now.

Lee grabbed a bag of crackles, then took out a box of white foam containing warm fried rice complete with a side dish topping. Then put it to its original place, then he left Zoya by sitting in another chair not far from the examination room as well.

You weird guy. Hobby for a face changeer. It could be that big brother lives with people like that but how would I stay by Ka Ameera's side, huh? It'll be tomorrow at the boarding house.~Zoya mengedumel in heart.

Confused as he himself only got an additional two days' permission from the head of the dormitory. Permission can be obtained after a long debate session on the condition that you continue to do the task even though you are not in the dormitory. How to collect tasks? By mobile called online.

Lee himself did not care about the eyes that kept stealing glances at him. Busy hands scooping the appetizing spicy fried rice. He is also an ordinary human needs intake and sometimes even forgets when the last meal because it was so busy. Taking care of yourself is harder than keeping your family.

Thirty minutes had passed, Lee who had just returned from the bathroom saw Doctor Sashi chatting with Zoya. Look familiar as a doctor and family patient. Whatever the two women talked about at different ages, he did not kepo because the friend had explained everything from the beginning.

So he just approached but did not intend to be pretentious. "Dok, is everything going well?" her tan distracts Sashi and Zoya who simultaneously stare at her. "What a pump you guys are, but all I'm asking is Doctor's mom."

"Is there a problem, if I see a fierce man like a big brother?" zoya to the point sneered at Lee's suddenly narrowed eyes returning his gaze. "Tok, can I see Ka Ameera?"

Sashi nodded while shifting his standing position to give Zoya a way. Noiseless permission was given so that the teenage girl could see the state of Ameera which was fine without any shortage. It's just that you still have to rest after doing a series of checks that take a lot of time.

Zoya's departure distracts Sashi who stares at the spoiled Lee expecting a glass of warm drink for the rest of the night. "You want to go to my room now?" bargain without waiting Zoya through the door of the examination room where Ameera was.

Sashi's voice is not loud but still quite clear until Zoya's ear. Where the teenager hurriedly turned the door knob, then entered. Do not forget to close again without wanting to listen to further chatter. His feelings in the heart get more mixed while clenching his hands.

"I have to find a way to stay with Ka Ameera. Come on, think hard Zoya!" The teenager tried to get a solution of the problem he kept alone.