
Pov: Shaif
Tonight Zee took me shopping, but not for her needs, strange indeed.
Dilara can not come with us, because suddenly his condition dropped after check-up yesterday.
But the girl gave him a list of groceries to buy. And Zee looks very happy. Because he can fulfill his brother's wishes.
This girl is indeed amazing, look at her face, she looks happy when she managed to spend her salary for her loved ones.
"Buy, some for you." I asked when the five Paper bags were fortified. And none of the girl's groceries were in it.
And he just shook his head.
"I'll pay for it, Zee." I said.
Again, he nodded.
"Then?"
"What was last?"
"You think too much of others, to forget about yourself."
"What time?"
"Hm! Yes you will not feel it. Crazy people don't feel like they're crazy."
"Shew! How ever you call me a lunatic." Lips manyun.
"It's not so, but you're weird, swear!'
"What the hell is it?" he's coming closer to me.
"Those people work to please and make ends meet, are you?"
"Why should it be weird? I'm happy, seeing the people I love happy."
"Hm!" I snorted in annoyance.
"I still have a lot of decent clothes to wear, If, just waste money if I buy it now" he said, sipping warm tea.
"How about Dilara? Doesn't he have a lot of clothes in his closet?"
"Different from me If, for sister shopping is its own entertainment to eliminate saturation in her life. So it's only natural that you have to shop often, the count of the therapy is that, If." he said slowly.
There is no anger, no hate there, there is only sincerity, and sincerity.
"Your body much? I'll memorize whatever clothes you have, that's-that's it!" i protest.
"I'm still beautiful even if my clothes are simple, and that's it." she grinned.
I pinched his chin, he complained.
Then he put his head on my chest.
Zee! I'm amazed at you.
I'm still pissed off at Dilara who I know hates you so much.
But you? Subhanallah! What is your heart made of?
"That's so great? So I'm ashamed of it." Zee pinched my waist.
He looked at me clingy.
Suddenly the face was shrouded in black clouds, his eyes glazed over.
"If, am I not worthy of love? Am I a black stain to you? Until you're ashamed to make me the companion woman of your life?"
"Why are you talking like that?"
Zee took a deep breath.
"Did Jack hurt you?"
The girl shook her head.
But the look in his eyes couldn't lie to me.
There are many wounds of love there. I can't understand what's in his heart.
If he's hurt, who hurt him? If he's hurt, who hurt him? Heart of this special girl.
The girl whose name I never stopped mentioning in prayer. The girl I always wanted to see happy.
Lean all you want on my chest, there's a lot of happiness and shade you can get there.
Comfortable, and quiet. I wish you could feel it, baby!
He's Zee!
Just Zee, and it'll still be like that.
Because he's my Zee.
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Pov: Yes
I lay down on Shayf's chest, lost worry, sad and disappointed. Disappointed at the love betrayed.
And Syaif always had a way to make me happy.
"Zee, if your happiness is with me, I'll follow your footsteps wherever you go."
Beautiful isn't? That's the word he always said to me.
Shayf! Why does God not bring love from me to you? Why would Jack? The man I chose?
Heavy, painful and disappointed, for I knew between me and him was like heaven and earth.
Jack is too perfect for me who is too much covered in flaws.
Jack!
Jack!
I want to erase that name from my heart, help me If!
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