Liz Nadia's

The Intentions That Turn

The screen of the phone was stared at by Liz Nadiah nanar. He had just received a message from an anonymous number. But he knew who the message was.

"I have to go. This is my chance," he muttered with a steady expression.

Without changing his clothes and just looking sober - other than the sling bag that he sipped on his left shoulder, Liz Nadiah came out of her room, in a hurry.

Andromeda went to work this morning with Sean. And he couldn't have bothered the guy.

"Where's the hell is the hell you going?" Magda asked in curiosity. On his waist a basket of clothes, he looked ready for the washing machine.

"Ah, Madame Magda. It just so happens you're here. Tell Andro I'm out for a second, there's a sick man who needs my help."

"But Miss can reach him." Magda advised.

"I'm afraid to disturb him. So, don't forget to say, yeah."

Magda looked at him in a row. Liz Nadiah has slammed through the main-out door.

But ... seeing how protective Andromeda is, it is certain that his master will not allow his lover to come out alone. So what Liz Nadiah said was right. If he were to contact her now ... within five seconds, surely the silly man was already standing in front of the courtyard, regardless of his work anymore.

Finally, with a shrug of his shoulder, Magda stepped no matter continuing the series of tasks.

...---...

A taxi was driven by Liz Nadiah.

His eyes stared out at the glass beside him, where the streets passed through them, as the car was still moving.

The air is quite cloudy. Maybe it'll rain again soon.

A pair of her palms squeezed each other to the point of sweating. Imagine what he would say to the person he would meet in a while.

"It's over, Miss!"

The driver's voice made him aghast. Returns his thoughts to reality.

Slowly, a small body as he got down from the taxi, after paying the nominal cost slightly exceeds the final figure listed on the vehicle's argometer.

"I'll see him again." Liz Nadiah muttered as she looked at the gate as if she was going to face the war behind it.

"Miss has arrived? Master's been waiting for you inside." A woman - perhaps a domestic assistant - came to greet Liz Nadiah. The gate was opened by a security guard after the young woman came out.

Liz Nadiah just nodded with a stiff smile. Then he followed the woman to enter the big house which he began to step on her part.

"Don't I just wait in the living room?" The word was uttered by Liz Nadiah as her pair of legs began to step on the first rung of stairs towards the room on the second floor where the figure was waiting for her.

The woman in the white-collared black uniform shook her head. "I think Master would like you to meet him in his room directly, Miss."

Sighing, Liz Nadiah just resignedly swung her legs back following the woman up the stairs.

Shortly thereafter.

The half-closed door was knocked by the servant woman three times as much. And sahutan, "Lit." Just heard from inside.

"Please, Miss." Liz Nadiah nodded. "I'm sorry."

Quite the weight of his tiny feet he moved into the room that always seemed dim.

"Come in. Do not let your legs cramp by standing continuously in that place!"

Somehow there is an uncomfortable feeling enveloping the heart of Liz Nadiah at this time. What will he say when he meets his brother?

Yes, his brother ... Zack Shangra's!

Does the man remember it, or not?

Finally, with all the confidence he had accumulated in the last few seconds, Liz Nadiah flicked the door, then stepped over a bunch of snails. The cold floor under his incandescent was as if he was poking at her. For a moment his heart suddenly pounded very strongly.

"Are you sick?" A thin worried pulse accompanied the question.

Zack Shangra smiled in response. He casually stepped closer to Liz Nadiah who had already taken a sitting position on the sofa he had pointed at earlier. "I'm always sick."

"You mean?"

Now his sturdy body he is sitting on the other sofa beside Liz Nadiah. "Nothing" Shakal Zack Shangra. "I asked you here, just wanted to show you something."

Without asking, Liz Nadiah frowned noticing the movements of the man nearby, looking around.

A box measuring 30x30 centimeters, Zack Shangra picked up on a table with lily vases nearby. "Open up."

Liz Nadiah stared at Zack Shangra for a moment. Of course a murky look of the questioning countenance he showed in exchange for a question .. 'what is this?'.

The box was in his grasp.

"Just open it."

Slowly, the cardboard box cover was revealed by Liz Nadiah. Immediately, a puzzled stroke greeted to the inside of him as he began to capture the contents from inside the box. "What does this mean?"

"That was the last dress Kahfi wore ... Your brother, on the day he met his end."

Surprised not a bitch!

Eyes rounded with a slightly gaping mouth, Liz Nadiah still felt - perhaps she had misheard. "What do you mean ... Kahfi .. is he dead?"

Zack Shangra nodded. "Yes. I'm looking to prove your point, which at the time, you thought I was him. And now you see the evidence in front of your eyes" he explained with a reassuring look. "If you're still not sure, I'll take you to see his grave in the middle of the forest ...." Temple by verse explanation was spoken by Zack Shangra to convince the woman in front of him who is currently starting to sob because of it. ".... I'm not Kahfi, Nadiah. I'm not your brother!"

Zack Shangra's convincing face made Liz Nadiah flinch. Not even a word he can say to deny in a moment.

However ....

Just wait!!

Something's wrong!

Aye!

Why did Diraga say that Zack Shangra was Kahfi? Was that tyrant man just toying with her?

Nah! Liz Nadiah shook her head. If he wasn't Kahfi, why would Muana be a captive of Diraga on that hill? And it's quite a chain that connects to the fact, that Zack Shangra. The clothes that had been torn apart with blood dripping in his hand, must have been just a trick created by Diraga Madewa to poison Zack Shangra's mind, in order to fulfill all his intentions towards the young man.

"Why?! You still don't believe it?" Zack Shangra looked at him cluelessly. Why did the woman's expression suddenly change as if denying anything she said with great difficulty was also at length?

"Yes! Your own father ... Diraga Madewa, who told me, that you are Kahfi, my brother!" Liz Nadiah.

Zack Shangra was shocked. "My father ...? How do you know my father?"

"He kidnapped me. Shoveling and almost harassing me in an old building in the middle of the forest," said Liz Nadiah while remembering the dark times. "He probably thought I would die at his hands, therefore he easily told me about who you were ... Kahf!! But unfortunately, God still loves me. He let me survive his grip and managed to escape!"

Zack Shangra was caught in disbelief. "No!" He tried to pull over. "You must be lying!" his denial of looking at Liz Nadiah with reddened eyes restrained his feelings.

Liz Nadiah's tears are beginning to fall back. "No, Kahfi! I really don't lie! Even he kept your mother in that horrible prison." Liz Nadiah was so sorry. Slowly and carefully, then he continued to tell everything that happened during the kidnapping. ".... And now I'm losing it."

Zack Shangra's eyes are getting hotter. "Mother ...." His heart was beating past normal.

"Yes. I'll make sure that I'm not wrong about you, Kahfi!" Liz Nadiah continues to try to convince him, digging into anything that could restore the man's memory of who he is. Although eventually the hatred will be faced again later.

Zack Sangra stood staggered. With a chaotic feeling, he squeezed his head which started to feel an unbearable gripping pain.

Until finally ....

BRUKKK

"KAHFIIE!!!"