Lady Sherlock: The First Unofficial Case

130: Being in the Wrong Position

#NOTE: EVERYTHING TYPED HERE IS FICTION. PLEASE READERS DO NOT MISUNDERSTAND ALL THE THINGS WRITTEN BY THE AUTHOR!

"Loh Miss Jel?" Ratih who had just come out of the kitchen, found Jel like a daze and was sculpting at the entrance of the Cafe.

Haz, who heard Jel's name being mentioned aloud by Ratih, turned to Jel who was also watching her. The long-haired woman was also shocked by Jel's presence there.

"Miss? Miss Jel?" Ratih called Jel's name repeatedly, until the name owner turned to him.

"Sorry," said Jel.

"No problem." Train a warm smile. It seems she knows that Haz and Jel are having a problem. Coincidentally the tables in the cafe were full. Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays at the Cafe are always full from 9 pm to before dawn.

Rutih has an idea. Especially when he saw the Whisk waving at them.

"What do you mean, Whisk?" hiss Haz, asked. He did not accept having to sit down with Jel. Especially if later Alkaf looked for it and found that they were together. He doesn't want any more misunderstandings. He doesn't like to be misunderstood at will. No one likes it, do they?

"Why? You're afraid that Senior Alkaf caught you? Already, just calm down. Jel's here alone. After all, it looks like his cell phone was confiscated by the man. You and him should make up, Haz," said Whisk, trying to persuade Haz to accept Jel at their table.

"You know how much pain my heart is misunderstood by others? Throw all the mistakes at me!" exclaim Haz. He's riding a pitam.

"Shelf!" Haz hits the table hard, causing people to look at him. He doesn't care about it.

"I ma' out―I'm gone," said Haz. His face did not show that he was okay. He really got out of his chair. Even when he crossed paths with Jel, he did not glance towards the woman at all.

"Miss Haz?" call Ratih, who of course does not respond to the long-haired woman.

Whisk still lives there. From inside the Cafe, he opens a car that just so happens to be still in radius for Haz. Afterwards, she smiles at Jel and hints to the woman to sit where Haz was.

The atmosphere of the cafe is back to normal. Though there are some people whispering about what happened to Haz and Jel. Ordinary, they're gossiping emack-emack style.

Ratih also invited Jel to sit at the table with the Whisk because he had obtained permission from the reddish-bloody man.

"Miss Jel want what message?" ask Ratih.

Jel, confused and sad, glanced at Haz's desk. He wants to answer if he wants what Haz ordered, but he's too scared to just say it.

Whisk who knew Jel's wish told Ratih, "Imessage like Hazelia's."

Ratih glanced at Jel. There was no rejection from the woman, so she replied, "Oh, fine."

Surely Haz will be very angry at Whisk for not following him. That's what's in Jel's mind.

"So, how are you, Miss Liulaika Jelkesya?" Whisk asks silly questions. Of course Jel's not okay. The reddish gibberish man only wanted to have a little pleasantry with Jel before asking what was going on with him and Alkaf, as well as what made him think of visiting the Cafe.

"Ahahaha .. I'm not good." Jel chuckled small and sounded very pitiful.

Whisk felt guilty for asking him that. He of course knows that Jel is not okay. He simply did not expect that Jel's no good had already reached his limit. He was sympathetic to the problem the woman was facing.

"Do you have a problem with Senior Alkaf?" ask Whisk. This time it was more of a point.

Jel nodded his head in the sign that he agreed to Whisk's question. He naturally had a problem with that possessive bespectacled man.

Jel's tongue felt stiff and numb. A single word that came out of her lips would definitely make her tears fall. Especially seeing the look on Haz's unhappy face. I don't think he's able to accept it yet.

Whisk quite understood Jel's misplaced position in the eyes of Alkaf and Haz back then. Alkaf dislikes Haz and tries to keep Jel away from her. As for Haz himself, he is insecure and very self-aware. Haz's anger is not without cause. Haz just doesn't want to get other people and himself into trouble. Haz will hold back his heart as much as possible for the good of others. The position of the long-haired woman was wrong.

The whisky took a long breath. Although she is not a woman, but she understands a little that women are quick to offend if there are some things that are not in accordance with their wishes, such as the situation of Haz and Jel now. There is nothing wrong, nor is there anything right in this case. Everything is purely personal mistakes.

Whisk knows that Haz's ego is high. Moreover, his ego is not for himself, but for others. Whisk also went awry wanting to say something to Jel. He doesn't want to get the wrong word or make people feel that he's 'didn' about the problems they're having.

On the one hand, the Whisk could not stand still either. He could not be silent when he saw Jel grieving. He can't let Haz drag on thinking about others and kill the desire in his own heart. But what can he do in such a situation? He can only persuade Haz and Jel to make up. The rest depends on their personality, whether they want it or not.

Ratih comes with a glass of warm white milk and a bowl of Tom Yam flavored instant noodles, Haz's previous order.

On the table, there is also a bowl that still contains half an instant noodles belonging to Haz, who still has not had time to spend because it is not eager to spend it.

Train away from the table occupied by Whisk and Jel after delivering the order. He also knows what to do. Excessive joking will only cause Jel to get sadder.

Jel raised the glass containing warm milk and sipped it several times. However, he did not feel better even a little.

"Don't be too sad .. What if I persuade Haz?"

Jel immediately shook his head. She doesn't want to bother Haz whose feelings are bad, which is even worse than her own.

"If this continues, you will not meet the midpoint."