Lady Sherlock: The First Unofficial Case

66: Still Sad

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

"You deserve it" said Cyan. He also tried to calm Haz down. She also knew Haz very well, what if the woman was angry. He'll just end up blaming himself. Therefore, he and Zenneth do not like it when Haz is angry.

"I just found out you have a not-so-good relationship with Senior Alkaf and Jelly. If you know so, I better not say anything about you," Whisk said in a regretful tone. Her heart was torn to shreds when she saw tears falling from Haz's eye. She is very sorry to have given her phone to Haz.

"That's why you didn't have to hold me back to snatch the Whisk phone from Haz's hand earlier!" snapped Zenneth to Cyan and Whisk. "You too, Cyan. You know best that Haz was always like this. Why are you arresting me? Why?"

"I'm sorry, Zen. I really didn't know that Haz would get angry like this. If I had known, I would never have held you back, really," Cyan replied. He stared at the floor. He felt Zenneth had a point. If only he and Whisk had not kept Zenneth from taking the Whisk phone out of Haz's hand, the long-haired woman wouldn't have cried like that.

"That's it. I'm fine." Haz brushed Zenneth off his shoulder and left the three of them. His mood's falling apart. His mind was no longer in his head. He was very angry and also very sad. "Don't follow me! I just want to sleep."

Haz went into the room in the room and slammed the door. He was really angry at that moment. Whatever Cyan, Whisk, or Zenneth say, will have no effect, will not make him feel better. He needs time to be alone.

"This drama has been going on for years. Hazelia could only hold back her anger when she was scolded by Alkaf over the matter related to Jelkesya. The first and second are Hazelia's faults. But he did it accidentally. He's staying put. He remained good friends with Jelkesya. I warned him to stay away from Jelkesya. As you know, Hazelia is a very stubborn person. He still survives and survives. Today she exploded like that .. I .. I don't know anymore." Zenneth. Tucked away deep sadness as she told the story of Haz to Cyan and Whisk.

"absolutely outrageous. Just because you don't pick up the phone has to be a drama. It's really unbelievable. What is a friend? She obviously knows Hazelia's very dark storyI don't need to mention it because you know what I mean of course. Bionadabb!" cyan exclaimed, furious at Zenneth's story.

The whiskey could only take a long breath. Alkaf is his own senior, and Haz is his loved one. He doesn't have to defend anyone, he knows that. The man only wanted to establish a good friendship with everyone, so he only kept quiet when Cyan and Zenneth cursed at Alkaf and Jel. He was sure Haz would also not like those closest to him being berated like that—though not directly in front of them.

The whisper got out of his seat and walked out of the room. He no longer had the mood. The man stands right in front of the door of the room that was slammed by Haz as a result of wanting to vent his anger. The man opened the door of the room. Not locked. He peered into the room and saw a mound under the blanket he recognized as Haz. He went in and closed the door again.

Whisk turns on the sleeping lights and sits on the edge of the bed. He patted Haz's body under the blanket. He let out a long sigh and called Haz, "Hazelia Lify? Hazelia Lify's? Haz, are you sleeping?"

"Hm." Haz just muttered softly, answering Whisk's question. He's not sleeping. He is still awake and sad. The woman tightened her arms against the blanket that enveloped her.

"Haz, are you very sad?" ask Whisk. That's a very stupid question, he himself knows. But he has no topic to talk about with Haz who is disappointed and sad. He wanted to comfort Haz.

There was no answer from Haz, only a small hiss. The woman really did not want to be disturbed.

Whisk did not ask Haz further. He stays there, accompanying Haz. The man patted Haz softly and closed his eyes. She fell asleep with Haz in the room.

Whisk woke up from his sleep. The sleeping lights are still on, the room looks orange. He finds Haz still awake, his eyes still open. It looks like Haz is daydreaming.

"Haz?" Whisk called Haz gently while patting her head softly.

Haz was startled and immediately looked towards the Whisk. His eyes were still glazed over, just that the look on his face looked better than before. Her nose is reddened. Maybe he just stopped being sad a dozen minutes ago. "Hm?" He muttered softly, answering the Whisk call.

"Are you still sad?" ask Whisk.

Haz nodded slowly as a sign that he was still sad. He just did not expect that the events would repeat themselves.

"Are you hungry? Want me to make you an instant noodle egg clamp?" ask Whisk. He was hungry and wanted to eat something. He had seen in the kitchen there was instant noodles and some eggs.

And once again Haz nodded. He was hungry too. Crying just drains her energy. By eating, maybe his mood will improve.

"Want to come with me or just be here?" Whisk asks a lot, but that doesn't offend Haz at all. The man came down from the bed and waited patiently for a response from Haz.

"Follow," replied Haz briefly. His voice sounded very hoarse. But, he finally wanted to talk as well. That's a good thing according to Whisk.

"alright. Come with me ahead. You just wait on the couch or don't join Cyan and Zenneth if they're both still awake. I would also ask them, if only they were still awake and wanted to eat something as well. Okay?" Whisk patted Haz's head again. It was the only way he could console Haz. She once read an article that a woman really likes to be treated sweetly like that.

As Haz and Whisk walked out of the room, Cyan and Zenneth were cooking in a joking manner in the kitchen.

"Wah .. wah ..." Goda Whisk. "You should call me if you want to cook. I'm a jago loh."

"How can he and I call you guys who are making out in the room?" ask Zenneth sewot. He rolled his eyes lazily.

"Ralat, Whisky Woods comforting Hazelia Lify in the room. No pleasant taste to hear." Whisk fixes Zenneth's words.

"So, how are you? Are you feeling better, Hazelia?"