The Crack of a Glass

Chapter 37: Misconceptions lead to hate ...

Shortly after Close sat in the steering wheel, he leaned back on the back of the car seat and closed his eyes while massaging the base of his nose.

"That middle-aged man? What is Azzura's relationship with him? Is he Sugar Daddy Azzura? Are they still in touch? I'm insecure," he muttered bitterly.

"How about Yoga? Both look very close. It even looks really if Yoga really does not mess with the threat earlier," his his hiss felt riled up.

His memory went back a few years ago.

The flash back

Close and his friends were seen chatting casually in the campus cafeteria shortly after their college hours ended.

But his eyes shifted to the figure of Azzura who was seen waiting for his food order while playing his cellphone.

He also asked his friend because he was curious about the figure of the beautiful-eyed hijab girl.

"Zan, do you know who the hijab girl is?" his question then pointed his index finger at Azzura.

Mizan followed Close's forefinger. He smiled and punched his friend's arm.

"That's Azzura, the son of manners," Mizan explained as he stared at Azzura from a distance not too far away from them.

"Really?"

"You think?"

Close snapped at his friend's head. "Beautiful yes," praised Close still staring at Azzura. "It seems like she's a gentle, polite and friendly girl" Close said.

"Where have you been all this time?" ledek Mizan while chuckling. "Do you know, she's one of the top students in our college. Not only that, he is also the target of students in our campus. But no one has managed to win his heart aka rejected outright," explained Mizan with a sigh. "I'm the one who was rejected by her," Sighed Mizan as he looked at Azzura who was now sitting at the table while enjoying her food.

"Oh yeah?" Close was surprised. "I can't believe it, Mizan," he hissed and felt challenged to approach Azzura.

"If you don't believe it, just ask these people," pointed Mizan at their friends.

Close flinched then looked at Azzura and inadvertently the eyes of the two met when Azzura turned towards him. The girl smiled kindly at him while bowing her head slightly.

Just touch the smile and look in Azzura's eyes as if hypnotizing him. "His eyeball looks beautiful, his smile also looks sincere" he murmured inwardly.

Tik .. tik .. tik ...

Suddenly someone snapped a finger right in front of his face as well as spread his gaze.

"What's up, Close?" ask Sammy who just landed her ass in the chair right next to her.

"Curtain! Just disturb him," he said and then sipped his drink. When he turned back to Azzura's table, the girl was not in place but had already left them.

"Oh yes, I first yes," Close's permission then accelerated his pace after Azzura.

Shortly after he was behind Azzura, Close deliberately cleared his throat a few times and then lined himself up on the side of Azzura.

"You're going home, huh?" ask Close base stale.

Azzura immediately glanced at him and replied with a nod of his head.

"Known .. I'm Close," he said, extending his hand.

"Azzura," she replied, then shook Close's hand with a smile.

Shortly after being in the parking lot, Azzura grabbed his helmet and immediately put it on.

"I go first, yes" Zu said after starting the engine.

"Ok, be careful. See you tomorrow" said Close with a flowery feeling.

Azzura just nodded then started to spur his bike away from Close. Close smiled again.

"It turns out he's very friendly" Close muttered and got into his car.

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Since then Azzura and Close have been getting closer and often spending time together on campus. As time went on, Close instead put his heart on Azzura.

Instead Azzura, he looks ordinary, especially Close is a student who is valued by many students at the campus.

Close had expressed his feelings for the girl several times, but Azzura still refused subtly on the grounds, if he only wanted to focus on college first until graduation.

Of course Azzura's refusal made Close very disappointed. But he did not break charcoal to melt the heart of the beautiful-eyed girl.

Actually the main reason Azzura rejected Close, because he felt inferior. In addition to handsome, smart, Close is also a prospective successor to the business empire in KL Brandon Corp owned by the daddy.

Where the company is engaged in hospitality and tourism. In addition, Azzura did not have any feelings towards Close and only considered her as her brother.

Without feeling like it's been over a year, the two make friends. Not infrequently the girls on campus were envious of Azzura who could be so close to Close the campus idol.

As usual after completing the course, Azzura and some of his classmates did not immediately leave the class but seemed to chat casually.

"Zu, you seem to be very close to Close?" ask her classmate.

"Not really, we're just friends and nothing more" Zu replied. "I don't think I'm in a relationship with anyone, including Close. To be clear, I just want to focus on college until graduation first. The rest of the business later," he concluded and reviewed a smile.

Laras only nodded but still he was so envious of Azzura.

"It's good that you have nothing to do with Close. That means I have a chance to get close to him," inner Laras who is infatuated with the crossbreed man.

"By the way, I tucked my bag and cell phone away for a while, I went to the toilet first," Zu said, then immediately moved from his seat to leave his class.

In a different place, Close, who is currently in the cafe of the momy, appears to send a message to Azzura.

⁇ ️: Zu .. I'm waiting for you at Lio Cafe & Resto. Please, come yes. I don't accept rejection. Anyway I'm waiting for you.

After sending a short message, Close sighed while thinking about the girl. Today he really hoped that Azzura would accept him.

"Zu, may you accept myself to be your lover today. Even I already planned to propose to you and will marry you after we graduate college later," he said expectantly while waiting for the girl

Back to campus ...

Laras, who is currently waiting for Azzura, appears to be playing his phone. But when he heard the sound of a message notification message that entered Azzura's phone he looked curious.

He presumptuously grabbed the flat object that was lying on the table. Because Azzura did not use a password, Laras freely opened and read the message that was just sent Close.

The barrel immediately clenched its hand after reading the message. It even removed it so that Azzura did not meet with Close.

"What made Close interested in Azzura?! Love me and be equal to him. After all, he was still chasing Azzura despite being rejected many times. Bummer!!" grunts with a cocky feeling.

Shortly after, Azzura approached her and grabbed her backpack and cell phone without knowing there was an important message from Close for her.

"Come," Zu asked.

Laras just nodded but still he felt coarse. Indeed, Azzura was completely unaware of the envy that Laras had for him. Like a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Just as Azzura was about to step up, his phone shook instead. He also stared at the flat screen.

"Uncle Pras?! then he immediately answered the call. While Laras, continued to continue his steps leaving Azzura.

"Assalamu'alaikum, uncle Pras?" said it.

"Waa'laikumsalam, Azzura Nak. Don't you want to meet with uncle?"

Azzura immediately smiled widely.

"You dong, we haven't seen each other in a long time" Zu said.

"Where is Pras's uncle?" ask Zu.

"In the city park near the cafe. Our favorite place," said Pras uncle then chuckled.

Azzura chuckled at Uncle Pras' temptation. His father's best friend whom he considered to be his own father.

"Alright uncle, I'll be there soon," Zu said in prayer. He also decided on a phone call.

"Oh Allah, it was nice to meet Pras' uncle. She must have just returned home from work," she said with teary eyes. It felt like he had soon arrived at the city park and hugged the middle-aged man.

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Upon arrival at the city park, Azzura parked his motorcycle and searched for Pras' uncle.

His smile instantly expanded upon knowing of his existence.

He also accelerated his steps with teary eyes, approaching uncle Pras who seemed to have spread both hands, hinting if he wanted to hug the girl.

"Uncle Pras," he softly hugged the middle-aged man while crying. Instantly he felt like hugging his father who had left him and his mother for two years because of a plane accident.

"It's okay, son. Cry as much as you want" said the uncle, stroking his back affectionately.

Without both of them realizing Close who had been waiting for Azzura accidentally saw the two from a distance. Instantly he clenched his hand.

Angry ...

Disappointed ...

Feel like being played ...

Those are the three words that Close now feels. Both of his hands were clenched even more firmly with reddened eyes.

Close thought that Azzura had rejected him all along because of the middle-aged man. He even thought that Azzura was Sugar Baby Pras uncle especially when he saw the two hugging as he witnessed at this time.

Although it looks aged, but he must admit if uncle Pras still looks handsome, handsome and has a perfect posture.

"So this is why you rejected me? Because of that middle-aged man? I was waiting for you but what I got .. You chose that guy instead. Don't even reply to my message if you don't want to meet," he hissed with his jaws tightened.

"Based on a hypocritical girl. Turns out I've been judging you wrong all this time" he growled. "Well, from this moment onwards, I will never hope for you again. I hate you Azzura. You hypocrites. Looks plain in fact you're a Sugar Daddy stash.

Flash back off

Misunderstand .. that's what happened even to this second. At first Close loved Azzura very much but due to misunderstanding without finding out first, eventually the feeling of love turned into hate.

Since then, he always treated Azzura arbitrarily and did not even hesitate to insult him.

Drttt .. drttt .. drttt ...

Instantly, his long daydream immediately foiled and reached into his pants pocket, then stared at the screen of his phone.

"Momy?" lirnya ...

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