
" This" said Eliza, giving Zayyan some booze. Zayyan stared at the booze in front of him immediately picked it up then left after throwing the finished rice wrapper in the trash.
Eliza was confused by Zayyan's attitude of leaving just like that. " Sweet there's no wound, right? " Irsyad's father, while Farrah's mother hugged her daughter.
" Mom, the boy's father was strange when Eliza gave him fruit, he just left" Eliza said with annoyance. Her parents smiled and invited her in.
Zayyan hasn't left she hid with a smile then left the place.
It had been three days since their meeting, and they had never even met again, Eliza often stared outside in her room as if waiting for someone.
Zayyan for three days was busy helping Abdul in his restaurant, they were not afraid of Zayyan's presence there. It even helped them a lot because Zayyan was good at martial arts.
Zayyan studied martial arts with a friend of Mr. Abdull a martial expert, every friend of Mr. Abdul came Zayyan certainly asked to learn. And the guy doesn't mind him treating Zayyan like his own grandson, because he just lives alone.
Today the opportunity for Zayyan to walk2 because of the same restaurant before, he decided to walk around the school where Eliza attended.
He saw a group of people standing near the school at first he ignored it, before long the sound of bells ringing the students out of the school.
Seen Eliza was waiting for an invitation and the group of people tried to approach her, Zayyan looked suspiciously at them before approaching Zayyan breaking through first.
" Hey here " shouted Zayyan, with his hands inserted into his pants, Eliza smiled and approached Zayyan making them upset because the plan failed let alone the state of the school is still crowded.
Eliza smiled and following Zayyan behind her it turned out that the group of people had not given up still following them, Zayyan noticed it and pulled Eliza's hand to run.
" Uh you can't run any more quickly leave the boy to us and you can go" said the chief criminal, smiling Zayyan and hiding Eliza behind him. Eliza was terrified and kept calling her father.
But Zayyan just kept quiet with a smile because he could preach the martial arts he learned.
" Remember staying behind me close your eyes and ears and don't move a bit, I'll protect you" said Zayyan, Eliza smiling and Zayyan stroking Eliza's little hijab.
" Bold him too, attack" shouted the chairman. It happened to attack each other Zayyan tried to fight them with his small body.
Suddenly the sound of police sirens who used to patrol around this area, Zayyan boiled his breath feeling relieved to see them run away.
" It seems like I should train even more seriously" Zayyan said, wiping off the blood on her lips. " Open your eyes they're gone" Zayyan said.
Eliza heard him open her eyes and saw the wound on Zayyan's lips. " Let's go home your parents must be worried" asked Zayyan.
" But your wound" said Eliza, holding her hand. Zayyan did feel a pain on his lips. Finally they stopped by the puskesmas near there.
From their puskesmas immediately to Eliza's house, Eliza always followed Zayyan from behind.
" Eliza" cried Farrah's mother to see her daughter coming home. " Hyx, hyx, hyx. Son from anywhere we worry about you" said Farrah's mother, Irsyad's father stroked his wife's back and smiled at his daughter.
Eliza told her parents that they were surprised that her business opponents chased them here, not forgetting that they thanked Zayyan.