
Nizam stopped the car, he kept quiet and looked around, there was no house there was only an alley that was enough to enter the car with the road still messy.
" My house is still a few meters deep, and not much further from here" Nina said as if answering Nizam's thoughts now.
" Stop saying my word, you and others.talk like Zizi to me because I am too uncomfortable with those words." said Nizam who still with his flat face.
" Why is there a human like this, I mean it's good times yes, but his attitude is what makes me not understand. Why is there such a cold person, hufffff." murmured Zizi's heart that could not interpret Nizam's attitude.
" Good "Answored Nina while opening the door handle, but at a glance then turned to look at Nizam who was still focused with a forward look.
" Thank you for taking Nina home, be careful on the path of Assalamu'alaikum."
Nina said as she opened the door and closed it.
Nina passed from Nizam's car to her alley and walked slowly without looking back.
His gaze focused forward along the cobblestone road that he always tread every day, Nina wanted to quickly get home so that Father and Mother did not think.
While Nizam who only answered Salam Nina in the silent heart of a thousand languages.
He put both hands together on the wheel and dropped his face on the round steering wheel.
" Aaaarrrggg"
Why is this attitude so hard for me to conquer, why can't my heart and this action be reconciled." Nizam growled at himself who was unable to be kind to the woman who was able to interfere with his mind lately. But he was too prestige to show his, let alone his dingy attitude of the orok difficult for him to change except towards Mama and his sister.
Nizam's moving the car a little forward, though,
he aligns the car towards the alley that Nina passed through, in order to reach her point of view to see Nina's movements and make sure that the woman he delivered gets to her destination.
Sure enough, from afar Nizam could see Nina still walking on her foot and finally turn left towards a house that he believed was his home.
Nizam passed away and drove his car to break the streets of the capital that was a little quiet.
A few minutes later he arrived at the restaurant which has a nuance of the middle east, the,
Nizam parked the car he used to occupy as someone who owned the place.
All the Resto servants who knew the arrival of his great Boss immediately lowered their heads in respect as a sign of welcome.
" Good night Mr. Nizam." The servant opened the door for his master.
Nizam paused after the door closed, asking the waiter in charge of welcoming the customers.
" Has Hendra and Arif come?" tanyak Nizam full of authority to the maid who is the female gender.
" It's mister, they're waiting for you in your usual place." Answer the waiter while pointing out the direction he is referring to.
" Alright." Nizam's voice ended his conversation.
Nizam stepped inside the room towards where his friends were.
The aroma of spices created from typical Arabic cuisine makes Nizam can not bear to enjoy it, his stomach which was already in the hold was not able to imagine how delicious Rice kebuli and its canning.
To make him walk a bit wide so that he can quickly eat the dish that is already in his mind.
Nizam opened the door and greeted his two friends, Arif and Hendra standing together to welcome the new Nizam.
" Hey bro, how are you?" The voices of the two together while embracing Nizam's shoulders.
" Good mennn" replied Nizam as he clenched his fingers that followed the two and fused them into each hand as a greeting of their friendship.
Then they sit down to position themselves.
" Yes, I was busy managing branches in several Hen cities, since the incident was just a busy work that I did in order to divert everything and learn out of this Hot Zone".
Saut Nizam while grabbing the tableware and put some menu on his plate that is ready on the table.
There is already Rice kebuli, kebab gulai goat, Rice tomatoes and other mainstay menus.
" It's dong Zam, why don't you try like that" said Arif who supports his friend's efforts towards healing.
Arif who is actually still a cousin of Nizam is not taboo anymore with what happened in the Al-Gazali family.
There is no secret between the three friends.
And the events in the hotel long ago he already knew from Hendra.
" Have the Rif not discussed it again, your job is only to support and help me." continued Nizam while feeding a spoon filled with food into his mouth.
" I love the progress of loesnow bro, you don't know how much fun it is to make love to women, later if you have felt it must be addicted hahahahaaa."
Said Hendra accompanied by his laughter.
Hendra who has a palyboy nature but there are still limits in physical activities, and the words he threw are just babbling and joking to look cool in the eyes of his friends.
" Huuuuu, kayak loe never aja" Nizam and Arif menonyor Hendra's head together.
" Just title Playboy and love changing girlfriend, but until now not practice, what difference is the same we-we. Is it Zam?" ledek Arif who got two thumbs up response from Nizam who directed at both signs he strongly agreed.
" It's still picky Bro, look for the right one in the heart and if you can find young leaves so I don't look old even though I've three heads, yes?" canda Hendra raises both eyebrows".
Hendra who is famous for his humor than Nizam and Arif can always turn on the atmosphere of nina looks more rame.
" Halah reason alone loe hen, just say not sell well, if I am equally wise it is busy working in addition to me like this."
Said Nizam while finishing the rest of his meal.
" True that Zam Mouth aja koar koar but the reality of Zonk. hahahaaa," the laughter of the three echoed in the room hearing Arif's words that were 100% true.
The three of them chatted and exchanged chats about work and so on.
Arif who is dizzy with his myriad of patients, Hendra is busy with his legacy textile factory and Nizam who is also bothered by the opening of Resto branches that are increasingly mushrooming inside and outside the City.
" Loe mah yuk Zam there is still a randy who handles everything as a person who can be relied upon.Well if we are who hayo, it's not Rif?" Hendra.
" That's right, hen".
" I want to share loe Rif, as doktet loe certainly understand," asked Nizam in the middle of their chat.
" Nanyak what the heck Zam is very serious." timpal wise while sipping orange juice in front of him.
" If our heart beats when we meet a woman it's sick or normal?" nizam asked casually while playing a flat object in his hand.
" What's." the sound of the two who were in shock heard a question that was thrown from Nizam's mouth.
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