Forced Loving

The draft 16

Zain, who was in a mess and frustrated because he could not find even just looking at Alika for three days, decided to accept Ali's invitation to compete on the circuit. Things that he had left behind a little because of the threat of his father.

Racing is one of the things that Zain often does. Whether it was on the circuit or even the wild racing that was on the streets that must have been very dangerous for his safety as well as the safety of others.

At three o'clock in the afternoon Zain and Ali were also some of his friends who used to follow Zain and Ali competing had been on the circuit.

Zain has been seen on his race bike. The sound of a whistle in the inflatable, Zain darted untraceably through every lap of the circuit path wildly and impressed blindly.

Zain made all who competed with him this time ketar ketir.

Ali looked at her best friend with a slightly strange look. He's never seen Zain play like that.

Zain was like a man who was spilling all his frustration. It seems like there are a lot of thoughts and problems. Zain looked like a man who was losing his way.

Patiently Ali followed Zain behind him fearing something would happen to his best friend, until Zain completed his lap at an above-average speed of time. Ali came closer to him.

" what's the matter..there's a problem ?! " ask Ali as soon as the two have sat in the stands. His best friend's face was for a moment.

Zain did not answer Ali's question. His eyes stared around. The day had begun to darken the sign of the night had replaced the day.

" you saw Ohan ?! " asked Zain after making sure he hadn't seen Ohan since.

Even since they just entered the stands this afternoon.

Ali also searched with his eyes the figure Zain asked him.

" it seems that he did not attend today." replied Ali later.

" hmmm....do you think he's busy ?! " Zain tried to pry the evidence. Because even though both are cousins, Zain is not so familiar with Ohan even though his cousin who looks more familiar to him.

" i don't know.just these few days Ohan's like a busy man "

" what busy ?! " Zain asked again while frowning.

" his girl shuttle service is like "Ali replied spontaneously by smiling without thinking of anything, while Zain who heard it immediately inflamed.

His blood is boiling. His head feels throbbing.

He knew who Ali meant as Ohan's girl.

" he's mine "siss Zain in heart.

" where are you going ?! " ask Ali who saw Zain standing about to pass from there.

" hungry.I want to eat " replied Zain.

" okayo come with me, I show you a delicious restaurant, I guarantee you will be addicted to eating there zain "take Ali with you while embracing Zain's shoulder and the young man complies.

" just use your car, let the bike here later I will take care of" said Ali

" hmmm.." Zain replied.

" take me home later ok "Ali

" hmm." again that's all that came out of Zain's mouth and Ali didn't mind at all.

For him it was common to hear Zain just cleared his throat in response.

Zain's car that was driven by Ali entered a restaurant parking lot that looks very beautiful and spacious and looks clean.

There were a lot of ornamental plants on the side of that parking yard.

Fish ponds containing koi fish are also seen there.

Looks like the owner of the restaurant took a natural kitchen for his restaurant

Zain looked up when he got out of his car. He was interested to know what the name of the restaurant was.

" CIANJUR RESTAURANT "

The name of the restaurant Zain and Ali came to.

The two handsome young men had been sitting on a table chair that was slightly in the middle of the room. Both are deliberately not looking for a place that is fairly private.

Ali saw a list of menus on the table with serious, while Zain was busy tweaking his smart phone.

Zain's eyebrows shriveled, as he looked at the messages he had sent to dozens of messages to a number that only ticked one three days ago.

Back he clucked, he remembered it was he who had slammed Alika's phone to become a puck because the girl who received a call from Ohan when in his apartment.

The plan he wanted to buy the girl's phone in exchange for her hand phone that he slammed after unas. But nil he hadn't even seen the girl at all during these three days. And barely been together for a week or so.

Zain took a deep breath, his hands switched on the photo-filled app. In the face of the photo Alika who he took silent when the girl was in the porous almost ten days ago.

Her hand stroked the photo on her handphone. He could not deny that he missed the girl so much.

" what message do you want ?! " a voice that Zain had memorized and missed so much made him look up.

For the umpteenth time Zain felt his chest boiling and rose to the sweet potato. His body trembled violently. His hand that was under the table instantly clenched as soon as he saw the owner of the voice.

Wearing a long skirt straight down and a pres body shirt that shows the curves of his body even though he remains hooded.

Zain looked at the owner of the voice.

For a moment the eyes of the two met, and there was shock in the eyes of the owner of the voice. There was also fear in those eyes.

Soon the girl turned her eyes elsewhere, but was different from Zain. The young man stared intently at the girl he valued dressed too sexy.

" so what message sir ?! " ask the servant girl again politely to Ali.

" grilled chicken and grilled squid yes mbk..drinknya please adjust to my order food only " replied Ali who was then recorded by the servant girl who was none other than Alika.

That girl is Alika, she has indeed worked in this restaurant for a long time.

Zain never knew that. But Ohan certainly knew that.

" you're Zain... ?! " task Ali to Zain without looking at Zain.

" just be with you " replied Zain by continuing to look at Alika sharply.

" so the same order of two servings yes mbak "Ali explained

" well.please wait for a piece of " said Alika politely then immediately passed from the place.

Ali frowned looking at Zain and followed Zain's gaze.

Ali smiled thinly.

" he does work here, you don't know it's Zain ?! " said Ali.

Zain did not answer but simply turned his eyes to Ali.

" Ohan doesn't seem to mind at all the girls working here "add Ali again make Zain more inflamed for him.