The Love of Azzalea

Chapter 3. Azka Teaching

The woman's body wrapped in a white blanket was writhing. His eyes opened, as he felt the sunlight, piercing through the curtains covering the windows of the hotel room. Slowly he looked at the face of the man, in front of his nose.

"Wake up baby." Whisper, while giving a soft kiss on the man's nose.

"A little while." The man with disheveled hair replied in a reluctant tone.

"It's 4 o'clock."

The man inside the blanket moved his body, giving a kiss on Friska's delicate cheek. "You're so great, honey." The compliment.

The woman blushed in embarrassment, feeling the heat radiating down her cheeks.

"Mandi together?" Dirga seduces woman in his arms. The woman shook her head, with a spoiled smile.

"Me, first." He said, grabbing a piece of clothing strewn on the floor. She let her woman walk to the toilet to clean her body.

Satisfaction for a moment, does not make his mind forget the existence of Azka. He grabbed his HP, then opened the gallery. A girl, giving Azka her sweater, appears on the screen.

Shit, if only this woman hadn't helped him. Azka must have met her end. Girl, just look what I'm gonna do to you.

Dirga contacted someone, asking him to find the information of the woman on the screen. His fingers sent pictures, to the man across, after he had finished negotiating.

"Ready Boss" replied the man across, while receiving a directive from Dirga.

The man on the bed hung up the phone, along with the appearance of Friska, from the toilet.

"Now, take a shower." The woman with half wet hair gave advice, to the man sitting on the couch. The man, nodding, landed his feet on the floor, walked towards the toilet

Moments later, the two leave the hotel, heading for an expensive restaurant.

***

One week later.

Azka, has been allowed back home, by her personal doctor. Krisna picked him up straight away, using an European-made car, with comfortable seating, and a high security system.

After an accident, Azka's safety guard was increased. Starting with installing a cctv, in his residence to improve the security system in the office. Transfort is used.

"The girl who helped me, in the accident. Do you know him?" Azka asked, though,

break the silence between them.

" I gave her a business card, to her. But forgot to ask for his contact." Krisna replied, scratching her non-itchy head.

"Beautiful girl?" Mang Kardi interrupted.

" Banget." Azka answered excitedly. A faint smile adorned his arab face. He recalled his meeting with the beautiful girl.

"But I remember his name. A-azzaaa, Azzalea." He shouted in excitement when he could name the girl."Aaahhh...gue, also forgot to ask the address." Regretfully.

"If a soul mate, surely will meet, Den." the man from the Sundanese tribe, gave hope.

Azka in the back seat cleared her throat, making the two men in the front seat, feel awkward.

"No, boss is protesting. That beautiful girl, hers." The chair that Mang Kardi sat in sounded.

"Den Azka, would you like to stop by the restaurant, for lunch?" Mang Kardi melted the atmosphere.

This time it was Krishna who answered quickly "We stopped by the padang restaurant, early in the afternoon." Her advice to Mang Kardi. While the man in the back seat, just shut up.

Krishna, was Azka's friend. Since childhood they have grown up together. Until now, the man of Arab blood, decided to follow and help Azka, in his company.

Both of Krisna's parents have their own company in the Arab region, hoping that their son will continue his family business. But Chris chose to be independent.

Azka, giving him confidence, as his personal assistant. With a high salary, as well as a large annual bonus. Some shares of the company, given the cold man to him.

When the President of that famous company, it was impossible to appear in public. So Krisna as the number two person, will automatically take over.

Both are like brothers. When one hurts, the other feels it.

"Azka, I've found some evidence, when you had an accident." Krisna started the conversation, when they finished eating. While Mang Kardi, was praying at the mosque in the restaurant.

The man who was spoken to, was focusing on staring at the three girls who had just entered the door of the restaurant.

"Heiii, Bro" Krishna hardened his call. Feeling the man before him, not hearing his voice.

"Where?" The man in front asked.

" I have proof, who was behind the scenes, when you had an accident.

"Who?" Ask him coldly.

"Dirga."

"Gue never, make him offended." Azka was still responding with her indifferent nature.

"Well, that's what confused me, too."

"Find information about him. Projects are in offer. Teach him, let him in the future, do not do as he pleases." Azka gave the order.

Hearing that, Krisna understood what she had to do.

"We're back." Azka said, when Mang Kardi has rejoined the two. The man who had just finished praying preceded the two. Azka and Krishna walked behind him while continuing the conversation.

***

In a different room at the restaurant. Azzalea, along with her two best friends, was enjoying her lunch.

"Azza, help me at the boutique. Lately customers have been booming. The cave needs an extra designer." Araina, the exotic-skinned girl complained.

"My Payday, mahaaall." Azzalea replied, in her heart a little desire arose to tempt her friend.

"Raina, you'll pay for it, Za" Neysa followed, before the broccoli at the fork tip got into her mouth. The Chinese girl had narrow eyes.

Raina quickly confirmed Neysa's words "Totally, I'd be professional when it comes to work. That's why it can be like this.

"Cieeeee." Azzalea and Neysa responded.

" He..he..ha..." They laugh together.

" Aamiin YRA." Thank you for the prayer. Raina shook her body and head, worthy of a balinese dancer being in action, while putting the palms together on the chest. His heart was pink.

"Gue, last week I met a handsome guy." Tetiba Azzalea confided, to the two women before him.

Two mouths open, half in disbelief hearing it

" Sumpeh, lo?" Neysa immediately moved to sit beside Azzalea, so curious. There was a nod of the head from the girl who was venting again.

"Next" Raina responded, a gossiping desire within her suddenly appeared.

"Lo, you know his name?" Asked the girl in a ponytail, leaning half her body. Azzalea shook her head.

"What's on, my sweater gets carried away by it."

"So nyesel, have you helped that guy?" Raina Temptation.

"Yes, you are not."

"Hopefully, the sweater will be flipped directly, just like the handsome." Neysa, give consolation.

"Ngaaarepw..." The three simultaneously said, then laughed off.

"By the way, anyway, busway....yourselves are ready to open your hearts again?" Raina asked inquiring. The woman asked turned her eyes forward. Neysa looks, encouraging with hand gestures.

"Come away, the feeling of fear keeps haunting me."

"You have to be helped by a professional, let's say the trauma inside you." Neysa acted wisely.

"Yoi, I agree." Raina. The girl who was advised, still drowned with her feelings.

Neysa with her serious gaze, volunteered to offer help. "Gue, get me some info, a professional therapist who can help."

"You think I'm sick?" Azzalea started to feel uncomfortable. His two friends looked at each other.

"That's right.si Azza was offended. Kudu pinter-pinter entry." The fork in the plate gave a suggestion.

"It's not you who's sick Azza. But the part of you that's hurt. There were wounds in the past that made you, rejecting every man who approached." This time Raina ventured to speak.

Instantly the atmosphere became gripping. All three were drowning in their opinions.

"Here you go, if you feel the need, we'll help. I just want you to be happy." Neysa melted the atmosphere.

Raina nodded her head, hearing Neysa's explanation. Azzalea felt that her mood had returned to normal.

"For your happiness, cinnnnn...." The flower vase on the table is also advised.

***

The car carrying Azka, entering the parking lot of a luxury apartment, slowly entered the main lobby.

"Mang, please take Krishna. Two boxes in the trunk, give them to both parents.

"Ngerepotin only." Krisna felt sorry for Azka's treatment of her family.

"They too, I took it as a parent. Don't have to worry." If you're, what do you think I'm someone else, Bro?" Temptation Azka on her best friend.

"Gue love dies just as you." Krishna turned teasing.

"Huh.huh...huh...." Both laughed simultaneously. Mang Kardi who saw both employers happy, also felt it.

Grateful to be able to master the heart.

"Baaaah...." Krisna waves at her best friend, as Mang Kardi takes her back to her apartment.

Azka, who was left alone, stepped into the main lobby.

Ting

The sound of the elevator opening, he stepped in, after two men stepped out. His fingers pressed number 9, as soon as the elevator moved towards his residence.

For a moment, the man in the elevator, pensive as if remembering something. Both of his hands opened the bag hanging on his shoulder, the pink sweater neatly folded inside.

Does this belong to the girl?

I will find you, to thank you, for helping me.

He grabbed a sweater, then grabbed it. A warm feeling infiltrated his heart, slowly helping to fill the empty space in his heart.

As soon as he reached his apartment, the mixed-blooded man stepped into the study.

A picture frame, hanging beautifully in the middle of the room.A beautiful woman wearing Turkish national clothes, smiles in a picture frame.

The man with the dark brown iris looked at the woman in the photo. Instantly a sad expression was drawn on his handsome face.

His strength suddenly weakened, his body falling to the floor. A feeling of tightness filled his chest cavity. Both of his eyes were filled with a clear circle.

In an instant the silence was filled with the sound of crying. The man cried releasing the sadness that filled his heart.

***

Dirga, who was in a club, was sipping wine in his hand. Sexy woman, sitting on her lap. He had just been lulled by the hand caress of that bratty girl, his HP trembling.

A name appeared on the screen. His fingers swiped to the right, answering the call.

"Boss, department. The whole project that will sign a contract with us, suddenly cancels his intentions." Spontaneous Dirga got up from her seat. The woman on her lap fell down with her knees hitting the corner of the table.

"Awww..." Pekiknya pain. While the man he adored, acting indifferent, continued to step back and leave the room. Find a safe place to talk comfortably.

"What, you say?" Ask again, to the caller.

"Some companies, suddenly cancel the contract, boss. They're even willing to pay the finality."

"Why, can that be?" Frantically, Dirga asked a question.

"According to them, our company is not competent enough, to be cooperated."

Dirga cursed in the heart. His brain was working to get the jakan out.

"Lo find the info, who's playing with us. I'll call some of the owners of the treacherous company." Irritated, he hung up the phone. The man who called, started to work at the behest of his superiors.

Bugh

Dirga hit a white wall nearby. Instantly his hands spit out blood, through the injured skin.

"Plok" The surprised lizard, fell over the head of the angry man.

"That karma, Gan" The white-colored wall spoke up. Then tekekeh along with lizard stuck in the bald head.

In a quick gesture, the frustrated man called several company owners who cancelled the contract. None has been confirmed.

"Damn....."

"Istighfar, Boss" His watch tried to calm down.

The man, half-run towards the parking lot. I have to meet one-on-one. His mind offers a solution.

The man in the red sedan left the club with anger in his chest.