Let me Hate You
Part-48 Nizam Return
"Zemira" called Nizam smiling at Zemira.
Zemira did not reply just laughing because there were all his friends next to him, Nizam approached Zemira even with his reflex Nizam hugged Zemira.
"Haii doc" said Zemira letting go of his embrace.
Zemira gave the code with the blink of her eyes that many times.
"Doctor Adiyaksa huh? the famous one, it turns out to be very handsome original" said Selina.
"Yes, it turns out to be really cute, pinter again" Helena said.
"It's good to see you guys, we're first" replied Nizam holding Zemira's hand while Zemira tried to let go of his arm.
"Huh? can you guys be together?" ask Selina.
"We are home" replied Nizam.
"Huh? householder" said Selina and Helena at the same time.
"He was the son of Ahmed's uncle who lived in Abi's house so we ate at home" Zemira explained.
"It's not usa" said Nizam who immediately closed his mouth with Zemira's hand.
"I'm careful first" Zemira continued, then pulled Nizam into the car.
Both got into the car, slowly the car drove away from the yard of work.
"I miss youu" said spoiled Zemira hugging Nizam who was driving.
"So I don't want to be hugged" replied Nizam.
"Everyone doesn't know you're my husband" said Zemira, who hasn't let go of her hug.
"I want to eat fried rice" he added, pointing to the fried rice seller who was on the side of the road.
"That's not healthy tau" said Nizam.
"But I want to" Zemira's yank.
Finally the car stopped, Nizam fulfilled Zemira's request to buy fried rice.
"A really spicy fried rice pack is wrapped" said Zemira ordered.
"You don't want to?" ask Zemira.
"Engga" replied Nizam busy replying to the chat.
Zemira was only a little manyun, both of them waiting for the cooked fried rice.
"Oh yeah, I want to hear your story why did it come out today? instead of saying you have to go offline there ko suddenly take the line online" said Zemira.
"You know I took the line online" Nizam replied in surprise.
"Oh it turns out that the first person you told was not me" Zemira began to get upset.
"What do you mean?" ask Nizam.
"You know where it came from" Nizam added, staring at Zemira.
"Lupain aja" replied Zemira.
"This MBA is done" said the fried rice seller.
"Oh yes sir, this is the money" replied Zemira.
But soon Nizam withheld the money to be handed over by his seller, then took the wallet nailed to his right.
"I paid" said Nizam.
"Eemm" replied Zemira then stepped in the car first.
"Thank you sir" said Nizam and then mengunsul Zemira into the car.
The rest of the journey to the house were just silent, silence was heard in the car. Neither Zemira nor Nizam started talking anymore.
After the car arrived at the yard, Zemira immediately got out of the car and entered the house.
"Zee!"
"Dam!!"
"Darkl!!!" call Nizam a third time and make Zemira's steps stop.
Soon Nizam approached Zemira and held Zemira's arm, both looking at each other.
"Zemira was tired of dok wanting to rest" said Zemira turned his gaze.
"Why you?" ask Nizam.
"I shouldn't be horrified by anyone else, let alone her ex-you who you can avoid" Zemira replied, shaking Nizam's hand.
"I want to sleep alone, whatever you want to sleep where" added Zemira then stepped into her room.
"Zee here's the fried rice?" said Nizam menenteng kresek which contains fried rice.
Suddenly, Abi came to Nizam who was standing in front of the door of Zemira's room.
"Nizam why? is there a problem" asked Abi.
"Oh, dongga ko bi. Nizam has material tonight so want to lie first" replied Nizam.
"Oh that, if there's anything say it's the same abi" Abi's message.
"Yes bi ready" replied Nizam smiling.
Then Abi stepped away, and Nizam entered the library room. Nizam opens his leptop and starts off with a videocall with one of his professors.
On the sidelines of a videocall break with his professor, suddenly Nizam's stomach is hungry and there happens to be a pack of fried rice on his desk. Finally Nizam ate his fried rice voraciously.
"Hemm tastes good" said Nizam while chewing his fried rice.
Suddenly Zemira opened the door of her library room, Nizam only glanced for a moment and still enjoyed her fried rice.
Slowly Zemira approached Nizam with a spoiled Zemira sitting on Nizam's lap with both her hands wrapped around Nizam's neck.
"That word is not healthy, it is eaten as well" Zemira said.
"I'm a laper" replied Nizam.
"Sisain napa for me" Zemira's fuss.
"Zemira lookout! I again videocall the same prof me" said Nizam.
"Huh? yes" asked Zemira immediately drowned her face in Nizam's chest in embarrassment.
"Hahaa.." suddenly Nizam laughed with satisfaction at Zemira's timid reaction.
plaques..
"You're lying" Zemira said to Nizam's chest.
"Look at you rich earlier" replied Nizam pinched both of Zemira's cheeks.
Zemira kissed Nizam's lips for the first time, both of them just throwing eyes at each other. Zemira hugged Nizam longingly.
"You're a piece of cake" Zemira said, hitting Nizam's chest.
"Why must the girl, who knows first you will go home today" continued Zemira.
"Which one?" nizam pretended not to know.
"How many girls do you know?" ask Zemira.
"Many, his wife is uncle Ahmed, your brother-in-law, your father-in-law, your mother, my mother." replied Nizam interrupted.
"Who else is your most beautiful ex if not the girl" said Zemira annoyed.
"Oh Bella you mean?" guess Nizam.
"Pretend not to know" replied Zemira.
"Zamira!! it's still online, it's just me playing the camera" Nizam said.
"Hallo Doctor Nizam, is it still there?" sounds coming from leptop.
"Yes prof still" said Nizam.
"In a moment we continue doc, please finish the business first" replied the voice from the leptop again.
Nizam raised both of his thick eyebrows, giving Zemira a code to immediately descend from Nizam's lap and go to his room.
"Why don't you say it" whispered Zemira.
"Honey" call soft Nizam.
"When it's over" Zemira asked in a very slow voice.
"You wait in the room, I'll be there soon" replied Nizam.
Finally Zemira complied while carrying a packet of fried rice that half had been eaten by Nizam, but Zemira did not enter his room. Instead he was sitting on a long disoffa in the library, casually he started eating his fried rice.
"Sorry prof Ali was a little noisy" Nizam said opening his camera
"It's ok Nizam, have you been merried?" ask prof Ali from behind the leptop screen.
"Yes prof alhamdulillah" replied Nizam.
"Why not invite me?" ask prof Ali.
"God willing prof I will hold a reception if everything is too late, including my thesis soon" replied Nizam.
"Oh that, so his wife has not been generalized to the public nih story. hahaaa." said prof Ali while laughing.
"God willing prof immediately" replied Nizam smiling.
"Where did we go?" diverting conversations.
Nizam refocused on his college eyes online, while Zemira after finishing eating he was bored and the porch scrolls were bingga clear and finally he turned away from sitting disoffa he sat on the floor while leaning his fist spelled with his bare hands. Slowly his eyes closed, then fell asleep.
