I'm Not a Grabber

Chapter 36: Intimidation of Shena, Honest Naina

"Naaina!" call Shena, her voice is raucous because it holds back from saying more than just a mere call.

Naina got up, then walked back and forth like confusion. Siti patted her own forehead. Already know, at this time Shena changed serious fashion. Smart is still in a dilemma.

In the midst of that tension. Danish removed the earphones, then closed the binder that had just finished reading. "What's wrong?"

"Mas, can you wait outside." Shena said without looking at her husband, but a glint of her eyes gave Siti a code to accompany Danish.

Danish smiled, then moved from her seat. The man came out of the base with Siti. Now all that's left is Shena and Naina with the door shut.

"Sit down!" Shena sternly surprised Naina who wanted, not to obey to sit in front of her best friend.

The gaze of the eyes that continued to bow with both hands intertwined. Anxiety along with flowing sweat grains. The weather inside the headquarters is not hot, even cold because it has an AC that becomes one of the luxury facilities. Why is it like being sun-dried.

"You're being honest, or?" shena asked without a raucous sound shield.

This time, there was no point in just saying sweet. Everything should be clear. Especially with Fatih. Don't let her best friend feel heartbreak, just like before. Moreover, Naina's silence and silence triggered fear of something that became negative thoughts.

"I'll tell you a story, but promise, yeah. You're not angry." Naina's great-grandson sounded very forced, but Shena switched to silent mode.

"A day after the first meeting. Fatih invited me to meet at a cafe. At first, I refused, but after he alluded to one secret. I can't refuse. Shena, I'm actually ....,"

The story that hangs, Naina's body shakes violently. Seeing that, Shena immediately woke up. Then grabbed the body of his best friend's hadith. When her skin came into contact with Naina's skin. It felt so cold as to touch ice water.

What the hell's going on? The secret of what Naina wants to talk about and why it suddenly becomes a real suffering. Shena tried to calm down, tightening her embrace while gently rubbing her best friend's back.

For a moment his eyes shimmered doubtfully, until the same whisper restored his consciousness. It hurts, it hurts, but is it possible that it is true? Naina the smart girl doesn't have her honor anymore. Shena let go of the hug, then held the two shoulders of her best friend. Eye look.

Eyes that are usually calm with a flare of maturity. Today there is only fear, anxiety and distrust. The trembling of her body was enough to explain how much trauma was disturbing Naina's calmness. Who would do that, do all that?

His hands clenched, the longer he stared at the destruction of the friend. It was like stabbing a dagger into one's own heart with full consciousness. Once again, the body of the glasses girl. "Tell me everything!"

Naina begins her life story. A story that no one knows, even though his lips have trouble telling the past. The gentle rubbing of Shena's hand always gave her strength to continue on verse by temple covered in the mist of time. For half an hour, the room was a silent witness to a dark story.

Emotions that shoot up, up and down like a roller coaster. Doesn't make Shena tired of listening. He stayed strong, and tried to calm down. Though the heart and mind can no longer be controlled in silence. Ascending in the heart, the mind wanders imagining the inner torment that Naina passes alone.

A memory of her father's drama a few days ago, awakened Shena. If the problems she faces are not as severe as Naina's problems. How do you restore the confidence of your best friend? When trauma is the cause.

"Shena, I don't know, how Fatih can know about my flaws. I'm afraid, Aunt Amora knows and blames herself. Please, tell me what should I do now? I don't want anyone to get hurt."

A sure question. A clear statement. The fear based. Shena closed her eyes for a moment, thinking about everything in silence. Every story of the past, united with revelation, until it becomes aware of something.

"Repeat again, what's the name of the man's shirt!with that?" shena asked without wanting to give any inner emphasis, but Naina always had difficulty when spelling out the name of the culprit. "Just write it here."

Without a second thought, Shena prepared the pen and let Naina write on the edge of the table which was a wooden frame. The trembling hand incised each letter so that it formed a name.

"Suryo Anggoro." Shena reads the name of the man who dared to harass her best friend, no matter if the incident happened, before she gets to know Naina. A shirt!you must be destroyed. "Now, tell me what the agreement is between you and Fatih."