
#NOTE: EVERYTHING TYPED HERE IS FICTION. PLEASE READERS DO NOT MISUNDERSTAND ALL THE THINGS WRITTEN BY THE AUTHOR!
Fifteen minutes passed, with Haz and Judel still upset with each other ....
Waikit had finished his lunch, or rather, his one-day meal. Even so, the athletic stomach he has remains awake. He says goodbye to Haz and promises to hand over the lab samples as soon as possible.
"I'm glad to know you, Miss. You're the most pleasant person" Waikit said.
Of course, Judel disagreed with what his companion said.
"That's because we're a frequency, sir. I don't fit in with your partner on this one." Haz admitted that he was incompatible with Judel.
"Don't blame this old man, he's such a bitch. You must know Roman Healer Two, Amanda Yvel. The woman also said so," Waikit said. He laughed loosely while embracing Judel who snorted bitterly because his partner was more on Haz's side than he was.
"If you need more help than this, Miss," continued Waikit. "Don't hesitate to call me." He gave me a blurry piece of paper. It might contain his phone number. "Of course with international numbers." He blinked one eye at the long-haired woman who instantly got a sweet grin from her interlocutor.
"of course. Thank you for the help, Two Wraiths," said Haz. He waved as Yudel and Waikit passed, disappearing at the end of the road on foot.
As she turned towards the Whisk, Haz found the man staring intently at her with an unpredictable facial expression, but also leading to sadness. He grimaced immediately and asked the Whisk, "What is that ugly face of yours?"
Whisk grew even more sullen when Haz asked like that. Is it true that he has not harbored a single bit of feelings for me? she asked in her heart, a little disappointed because Haz was insensitive to her feelings. That he was jealous of witnessing the proximity of the long-haired woman to Waikit, which he thought was unnatural.
"What else would you think. Whisky Woods?" asked Haz while glancing furiously at the Whisk. He always felt that the man was so annoying. Sometimes it was also unpredictable to him, but there was nothing he could do about it.
"I'm jealous." The whisky answered briefly, densely, and clearly. Again, it was about his feelings.
Haz was cold, he did not care much about the feelings experienced by others. Tends to have headaches with the feelings of the person aimed at her. He feels uncomfortable with jealous and possessive people. Even though he used to be against Ric he had done something like that. But as he grew older, he became more and more aware that there was no point in being possessive of others. Possessiveness indicates a person's distrust of the person he likes. Everyone needs space.
"Then?" Just look at the answer given by a Hazelia Lify, she aggravated the atmosphere by asking such a short question. Whisky Woods just wanted the woman to be a little more sensitive to her feelings. It seems, he can't ....
"Just ignore it" replied the Whisk with a face of severe disappointment. Just this time he felt what his name was 'real heartbreak'. In the past, when he liked Senor Milla, he did experience heartbreak. But not to stifle the chest as he experienced with Haz.
"Your feelings are growing in a hurry, Whisky Woods," Haz said. "It shouldn't be like this. You know me and how I feel working. Even though I like you too, someday, at least it's not too late." He sounds like giving hope to the Whisk. But the long-haired woman was well aware that she also harbored feelings for a Whisky Woods. Only, he did not want a relationship that was too rushed.
"You want to say that you also harbor feelings for me?" ask Whisk.
"I'm not as good as you are, Hazelia Lify," said Whisk.
"Am I really that good? Learn more about psychology, Whisk. You will be able to read someone's character afterwards. I'm normal, with these annoying creatures in my head" Haz said.
"Hey! Who do you mean by annoying creatures, huh?" qerza protest, which Haz brushed aside like swiping flies.
Whisk chuckled softly, knowing someone was protesting. He looked better, already able to laugh restrainedly like that.
"Instead of that, Whisky Woods, we better get back to the Hospital. Bad feelings begin to come. I feel a bad feeling if we linger here" said Haz.
Haz feels that feeling again, an uncomfortable feeling because someone is monitoring him and the Whisk from a very close place, but it is unattainable by his sense.
The whiskey understood. He knew he had to trust Haz's instincts.
They both left that place.
Moments ago, in the hospital ....
Cyan held his head that was pulsing violently. His originally blurred vision, slowly began to return clear as before. He looked around anxiously, as his memories of a hoodie filled his head. Traumatism is often felt by someone, even if the person first experienced it.
But all Cyan found was himself in Zenneth's room before. He also found Zenneth okay, and the police officer standing guard in front of Zenneth's patient's room was still unconscious. Fortunately, the police were fine as well.
Hazelia Lify's. Cyan immediately remembered Haz. Could it be he who found and took us to Zenneth's patient room originally? Or have we been moved before? That man ...he's very scary. Although Haz is more terrifying.
Cyan seemed to remember about the person who attempted to kidnap him and Zenneth. He seemed to have accidentally seen his face.
The speed that the man had was the same as the speed that Hazelia Lify had. Does Hazelia Lify know who that man is? ask Cyan in the heart.
There were so many questions that revolved around Cyan's head. But he realized that thinking about too many things would only hurt his head. He decides not to think about what he just experienced again and will ask Haz about the man who tried to kidnap him, Zenneth, and the police who stand guard in front of the patient room occupied by the woman he loves.
I can't just be quiet like this either. I'll have the guards stand guard around the hospital any time something is suspicious. I should be able to take care of Zenneth, Inner Cyan.