Not Glass Cans

94. Talk Threesome

Garrick had been sitting on the couch with Zayn, when I got to a few seconds later. I intentionally slow my footsteps to lose pias and nervous.

"El, what's wrong with you? Your face is so red, are you sick?" Zayn's words made me misbehave while sitting down. Garrick and Zayn, both looking at me.

"No, Zayn. I'm just boiling some water, maybe a little steam." Duh, cheat what else I should take.

"Be careful, El. Your face is like a fever, very red. But like that, you're just getting prettier, El." Praise is I consider the wind.

Zayn didn't take any rice, the handsome boy took a plate and spoon and stuck it out to me. Zayn continued to look at me with relaxed leanings on the sofa. I don't know what the boy meant by stalling the plate on me, spoiling or indulging..

I gave Zayn the plate I filled back, I remember how stepmother spoiled him.

"Not me, El.., but you, eat! Go ahead, you look skinny!" Deg, duh.pronunciation prospective pubescent doctor that touched me. I admit, lately my appetite has been less and disappeared.

Ike's ass says that if I get sexier every day, Ike doesn't say I take care of it. Ike and Ike did go out together and ended up laughing happily. High Ike that is limited to my nose with a fluffy body does look cute adorable. We're like the number ten that's stuck to the glass!

"Thank you, Zayn." I looked at Zayn at a glance, I was reluctant to look at the ferocious one. I don't know, I'd be ashamed if I'd just met him.

"Indeed, what do you think, El? Did this brother give you hard work?" Zayn keeps talking about me... Is he really thinking about me?

"No, Zayn. Boss Garrick never once gave me a hard job." Ah, Zayn.. Heavy work misses him!

"El, how long did you work for him?" When I found out, Zayn was looking at the ferocious one.

"Near by now. Why, Zayn?" Zayn was no longer relaxed.now sitting upright looking at me.

"Zayn, eat fast. It'll be cold!" Garrick who had finished eating suddenly called out to his half-sister.

And Zayn....Is that boy really missing too? To me..? Somewhere I could? Zayn.., I feel sorry for you. But what Zayn felt, must not be as heavy as I felt for his brother. For it is my sorrow that is my burden! My fault..Yes, yes, it is I who initiated this wrong and regret. Oh, Garju.forgive me!

"El..!" I've got it on Zayn. While chewing the food, the boy called me back.

"Take your meal first, Zayn. You'll choke on it later.." I answered Zayn's call just now. My anxiety, how many times have I been jolted by his call. I was eating.., and I was also languishing....!

Zayn's so sweet, he's silent so he doesn't talk. Bribing food quickly, and swallowing like no need to chew it. The behavior of the boy was very sharp, making me smile to hold my laughter. The way the prospective pubescent doctor ate comforted me.

"Zayn, you want to die fast with your broken hull?" The voice that returned heavy padded was calling out to Zayn softly. Leaning his back and head on the back of the sofa while looking at Zayn with a sultry look.

Zayn did not answer. The food on the plate is gone. The last time he had a small glass of water.

"El.." Looks like Zayn really wants to talk. He repeated his delayed call.

"Yes, Zayn. You want to talk to me?" Zayn never hurt me. Even though it's late, I'll listen to him talk.

"Boss you, bang Garrick. Getting married soon. Being the husband of people. Better stop working for him. It's not good if you stay here with him. Brother Anggun will definitely not like your presence, El.."

"You're unethical if you keep going here. You're a nice, pretty, attractive girl, El. Maybe someday you'll backfire." Zayn spoke while blatantly looking at the ferocious one. The boy seemed to know what was going on between me and his brother. Could Zayn know?

"What are you talking about, Zayn?" This time the ferocious spoke in a voice that again sounded a bit hoarse.

"I'm talking facts, bang. I suggest you, just give Elsi back to our house. He's safe there. Or if he wants to. He can work with me in Singapore. I can pay for it. You just trust me, bang. Although I have feelings for him, but I'm not a brash man." Zayn turned to look at me sharply. I am a little afraid if I guess what he is thinking is true.

I think my role this time is an object for them. Like I had no chance to say anything this time. Like I have no opinion.