The Fate of Love of a Misanris

49. Can't Go Home

Zayyad woke up. In much better condition. His head no longer felt heavy and his body temperature returned to normal. He slowly woke up while removing the towel that had been dry on his forehead. That instant his gaze fell on someone who was sleeping on the sofa.

The big company is silent. No employee has ever worked overtime. The silvery light of the moon penetrates the glass wall. Falling perfectly over the silhouette of a sleeping body. His ink-like black hair, seemed to glow faintly due to the moonlight. His bare feet, looking whiter and paler. His smooth snoring sounded. Flowing just like that in the middle of the night, space, and silence.

Zayyad slowly got off the bed. Grabbing the blanket, he took a few very slow steps towards the sofa. Then put the blanket, very soft, on the body of the girl who was fast asleep. After doing so he did not leave, just stood up, looked down and shook his head.

"Thank you for caring about me" he said. Her melancholy brown eyes seemed to smile faintly, even though her lips showed no change.

It was at the time when he experienced such a situation. He just went to rest in the room. Without anyone knowing. He kept crouching under the blanket. Just sleep and eat nothing. Until he finally woke up again. Found he was still alone, bathed in sweat with a much better body condition and feeling very hungry.

But now the situation is different. He slept curled up under the blanket and someone found him. Ask him if he needs a doctor? Taking care of her in a simple way is like putting a wet towel over her forehead to bring down the fever, feed her, and wait for her.

When he wakes up, he doesn't find himself. But looking at the silhouette of a body that was asleep because it was waiting for her. Look forward to whether it is better or not. And maybe ask...

"You awake?" Alina woke up with eyes that still felt a little heavy, faintly looking at Zayyad standing before her.

"How are you doing now?" Slowly he woke up and found a white blanket covering half of his body. The faint scent of lavender mixed with men's sweat pervaded his kiss.

The corner of Zayyad's lips was slightly moved, smiling faintly. "Yes, I'm awake and much better" There's finally someone asking me something like that now.

Because of the dim space, it is a little faint with the moonlighting from the outside. Alina was unable to notice Zayyad's expression clearly. He got up from the sofa, slowly on his tiptoes in front of the man. Putting the back of his hand on his forehead, he said. "Your fever is down"

Zayyad. Her wide-eyed, staring at Alina who was on her tiptoes underneath. Feeling the soft back of his hand, stuck to his forehead. "Sorry" Alina immediately pulled her hand. And dropped himself on the couch again. "I'm hungry!" Alina complained while rubbing her stomach.

Zayyad picked up his phone and ordered dinner. "The order is coming soon. I'll wait downstairs" Zayyad left Alina alone.

Alina decided to wait in Zayyad's study. Turning on the light, he walked towards the big window. Standing there, his gaze fell down. Enjoy the hustle and bustle of the city from above. Thousands of vehicles that look small, passing like a horde of ants. And the street lights, which looked like tiny bubbles in the glowing air.

Chequek!

A few moments later the door opened. Alina turned her eyes back. Look at Zayyad walking towards the coffee table, putting down the food parcel. "Let's eat!" He said as he neatly arranged the food on the table.

Then he poured two glasses of water. And that night, finally for the first time they had dinner together. And that's in the company.

"You usually have dinner at the office like this?" Alina asked on the sidelines enjoying her meal. He asked that because Zayyad always came home after they had dinner. And even lately he came home much more late. "Em" Zayyad nodded.

"Do big bosses like you always have to work overtime?"

"Huk.huk" Zayyad accidentally choked on Alina's next question. "It's a drink!" Alina gave a glass of water to Zayyad.

Zayyad drank it slowly while patting his chest. "You're eating pretty slowly, but still choking?" Alina shook her head cluelessly and went back to eating.

Zayyad stared at Alina for a moment. Without answering the woman's question before, she returned to eating. Actually he never worked overtime and even he forbade his employees. It's just that he deliberately came home late and ate at the office to avoid interaction with Alina and her grandmother at the dinner table.

For her who had lived alone for a long time, doing such a thing somehow felt a bit awkward. Besides that he was too lazy to face Alina who was always nosy and teasing her. The woman knew she was gynophobic.

"We're going home now"

"Then what about my clothes?" Alina stared at her body wearing the oversized white Zayyad shirt. "I can't go out in clothes like this".

"There's no one in the company anymore"

"How about CCTV?"

"I can arrange it later"

"All right then let's go home"

Alina excitedly got up from the sofa. Zayyad took his white coat, then tied it to Alina's waist to cover Alina's slightly exposed lower body. "Thank you" said Alina who almost sounded like a mutter.

They eventually quit the company and headed to the basement. Zayyad started the car engine and they rushed home to the villa. Along the way, Alina was sitting in the back. Enjoy the view from the closed car window. Suddenly he remembered the incident of being trapped in the elevator until he fainted.

"The incident in the elevator at that time, you picked me up right?"

"Em" Zayyad nodded and continued to focus on driving.

"How can you do that?" Alina asked confusedly. Hugging him for a moment, Zayyad was nauseous and even vomiting. But why that day...

"I tried so hard to imagine that you were a man at the time"

"Then can you touch me?"

Zayyad, who was staring at the road ahead, scratched his forehead. "Why suddenly ask that?"

"Well, I was wondering how you could do it at that moment"

Alina silently turned her gaze out the window and smiled. Looks like he figured out how to make Zayyad think of him as an exception.

Zayyad, focused on driving, found his phone vibrating on the dashboard. He also has bluetooth earphones. "Hello?"

After hearing the caller's words. The call ended. The stunned Zayyad, took a quick glance at Alina through the front rearview mirror. "Alina" Call her slow.

"Yes?"

"We can't go home now"

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