Lady Sherlock: The First Unofficial Case

147: The Childish Nature of Haz

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

"We're going to the crossroads yesterday, Whisk. I don't know why I want to buy more porridge." Haz revealed a row of his teeth while chuckling small and it looked sweet in Whisk's eyes.

"alright. I'm going to follow your wishes, Haz," said Whisk.

"It was supposed to belong to Iris. He's gonna live in this apartment" whispered Haz.

Whisk drove his car without replying to Haz's whisper. He of course knew and understood what the long-haired lady was saying. He doesn't have to pay it back.

"Quickly, Whisky Woods, I'm hungry!" whine Haz.

Whisk wondered, how could Haz's mood change in an instant into how much he wanted? Is it because of Fable, Qerza, and Ziesya? It doesn't feel like it.

Whisk is not so sure, but if Haz has a mood-swing, it will be very dangerous. He could have been considered insane by the Mental Hospital.

"Sit well in your place. Soon to arrive too. I can't possibly violate traffic security protocols. The early mornings are speeding up?"

I don't know, but Whisk feels that mood-swing Haz is useful in certain situations. He should be grateful for that.

Haz acted like a child at the time. He muttered a long line of sentences to himself and was only understood by himself.

"Gugugu gaga .. gugaguga gagagagugaga!"

Whisk was not very understanding of Haz's attitude. Is it comfortable to act like that? But he understands Haz's situation.

Haz did not get affection from childhood. It affected his mental growth. Not completely crazy, you should be thankful.

Haz exhaled an annoyed breath. He hit his thigh impatiently. If he wants something, he should get/give it quickly. Otherwise, mood-swing will turn him into another 'crazy' character'.

Then Haz stopped. He was silent for a while and his gaze was blank. Shortly after, he stared at the Whisk. It's not scary, but enough to make the fur bristles.

"Is there something wrong on my face?" Whisk asked. He tries to adjust his attitude to Haz who is still unstable. Not unstable because of his thinking, but because of his mood-swing.

Haz shook his head quickly for a while, then his gaze was diverted to something else.

"Is there anything that bothers you, Haz?"

"Judges. I don't know why I feel like the Judge is so weird."

Haz answered with a line of words that Whisk did not understand.

The magistrate? What does the judge have to do with something that bothers him? Does this have anything to do with the Hassan family? ask the whiskey in your heart.

"We're almost there." Whisk makes Haz.

Haz stared at the Whisk, who stopped the car on the side of the road that was used as a parking lot.

"Oh, okay." Haz replied briefly.

After a short breakfast, Haz and Whisk decide to go straight to the Hospital with an alibi to see Ric ....

"The red car is still following us" Haz whispered to Whisk as the two of them were about to get into the car.

"Leave it. I will also be tired myself. They wouldn't dare go into the hospital anyway." Whisk tells Haz to ignore the red car that was following them.

Haz was very uncomfortable. Maybe if the discomfort broke through his limits, he would approach the red car and hit the person driving it. That's not good of course.

Whisk put Haz in the car. He had to be bothered with the attitude of the sometimes childish long-haired woman.

"I don't like ...!" Haz exclaims.

"I am too, Haz. Never mind .. forget it and let's go see Ric," said Whisk, calming down the sour-faced Haz.

Hearing the name 'Ric', Haz could only sigh deeply. Apparently, he's not so happy. Remembering what happened between those two people.

"Haz? You all right?" ask the worried Whisk.

If Haz isn't okay, Whisk won't take him away with an alibi to see Ric. The reddish-browed man would take him away somewhere else. Amusement park, maybe?

"If you want, we're not going to see Ric, how about it?"

Facing Haz's childish attitude isn't easy. Therefore, Jel and Zenneth have tremendous patience. If the person is like Alkaf, don't expect to understand a Haz.

"We're going" replied Haz.

"Well, just do what you want."

Arriving at the Hospital parking lot ....

Haz glanced at the end of the street, where he often visited because of Zenneth.

Now, Zenneth is out of nowhere .. where is he? She's okay, right? ask Haz in your heart. He was very worried about Zenneth.

Whisk nudged Haz's arm, making the long-haired woman glare at him.

"What?" ketus Haz's.

The whiskey pointed across them. Haz could see Nich waving his hand and looking at his watch.

"Oh? Nich?" greet Haz awkwardly.

Whisk and Nich are still as cold as ever.

"Haz." Nich greeted back briefly. "I have something for you."

Fortunately, the Whisk knew that the 'something' Nich meant was not important. More files on the case of Riyan Hassan.

Haz accepts and thanks Nich.

"How did you know that we were going to the Hospital?" ask Haz.

"I stole the hearing from your conversation on the phone earlier. Just a little bit" replied Nich.

"Sorry to trouble." Haz put on his guilty face.

"It's not troublesome at all" Nich said. "Read it first. Maybe you found something there that could help catch criminals. I'm gonna go to work. See you soon."

"Oh, okay. See you, Nich." Haz waved his hand until Nich felt out of sight.

Haz glanced at Whisk who was staring at him.

"What's wrong?" ask Haz.

"Tone" replied the Whisk. (Nothing.)

Haz is just a ria ooh. He walked away leaving the Whisk still faithfully staring at him.

"Aren't you going in?" ask Haz when he turns around and finds out that the Whisk is still sculpting.

Whisk walks and aligns his position with Haz.

Haz smiled and turned around.

"Come on!"

Hazelia Lify .. her mood-swing was severe. How does he deal with himself like that? ask the whiskey in your heart.

Whisk patted Haz on the head as they were going up the stairs to the top floor.

Haz was shocked, then looked towards the Whisk.

"If you're not okay, tell me. If you don't want to say it. Just vent it with a punch for me" whispered the Whisk.

"You're kidding." Haz chuckles. "I'm fine, Whisky Woods. You don't have to worry that I won't be okay."