The Power of Cyra

20. Khalid's Longing

The manager of the restaurant, Mr. Hakimi, reported how many items had been damaged by the attack on the two girls a few days ago to Khalid, who was sitting quietly listening to his manager's report.

"The amount of damage that has been replaced by King Hassan exceeds the losses we have suffered, prince." Hakimi.

"Why did you accept the Judge?"

"Isn't that fair, prince!

"But, I'm not good with Miss Celia. They think we're always taking advantage of other people's hardships to make a profit."

"But the payment is already in the restaurant account, prince!"

"Other times, ask my opinion first, don't act as you please. All we have to accept is that criminals are really locals who attack us and hurt diners." Kilah Khalid's.

"Isn't the motive for their assault almost the same? Where's the difference, prince?"

"You won't understand what I mean. Nevermind! I want to work."

Khalid ended his conversation with Hakimi's manager who was staring at Khalid's bewildered.

"What's wrong with my words?"

Murmured mr. Hakimi lirih.

"Wait Hakimi!"

Mr. Hakimi undoes his intention to open the door and then turns his body.

"What's prince?"

"If in front of people, whoever he is. Don't ever call me prince. What's in front of those two Moroccan princesses."

Khalid thought Cyra was Moroccan.

"Good prince. Excuse me."

Mr. Hakimi begins to understand that Prince Khalid is in love with Celia.

"Love is weird. Can change someone's attitude more generous."

He muttered back to the restaurant room that was full of visitors.

Fortunately the restaurant was not covered by journalists because it was not sniffed by the media at all after shooting from gangsters and Moroccan palace guards.

"It's been more than five days and Celia promised to return my book, why until now she hasn't come either. Has the book not been read?"

Ask Khalid who is missing the girl.

While Celia, who was still busy reading Khalid's book, found a small paper with beautiful words written by the handsome young man.

"LEARNING WITHOUT THINKING IS FUTILE AND THINKING WITHOUT LEARNING IS DANGEROUS."

Celia smiled reading the sentence and she slipped the paper back inside the book.

Celia breaks down her body and takes her cell phone. He also saw the date of that day.

"God! I've already passed the agreement with the owner of the restaurant. I'd better get Cyra to take me to that restaurant."

Celia immediately changed clothes and called out to Cyra who was cooking dinner for them.

"Cyra!"

"Hm!"

Cyra said while serving dinner for the two of them.

"Can you take me to Mr. Khalid's restaurant?"

"Dine first Celia, then we go there. You want to return the book, right?"

"Hm!"

Ting.mong..

Cyra and Celia looked at each other.

Since the attack, they have become paranoid about opening the door to the main room even if there are bodyguards guarding their apartment.

"You're the one who opened Cyra!"

Pinta Celia's.

"Look at that door screen, who's coming, Celia?"

"You alone, I dare not."

Ting ..tong..

"Why is this so impatient."

Grumpily Cyra while releasing the apron that was still hanging on her neck.

When she saw the face of the guest on the screen, Cyra smiled at Celia who was looking at her in surprise.

"Your prince."

"Who?"

"Owner of the book."

Say Cyra while giggling.

"Curtain! That guy's really impatient, just past the day of his agreement he's up to me to my apartment." Grunt Celia.

"It's not because of Celia's book, but because of her misses she's just as much a borrower." Cyra Temptation.

Celia opened the door slowly and smiled shyly at Khalid.

Khalid gave his greetings and asked permission to visit. Celia gives Khalid permission but can't stay in his apartment for long. Khalid agreed.

"Please enter Sir!" Celia.

Mr. Khalid scanned everything in the room before he sat down.

"Comfortable apartment. Are you two alone?"

"Yes, Mr. Khalid. That is why we cannot accept guests who are not muhrim for a long time. And this is your book."

Said Celia without further ado.

"Sorry Miss Celia! I didn't come for a book, but I wanted to give you back your father's money."

Said Mr. Khalid while handing over a check worth the money the king of Fatih sent for him.

"My father will be angry if you do not receive compensation from him. Please bring back this money, Mr. Khalid or you can contact my father directly." Said Celia firmly.

Khalid held onto his nape which suddenly felt sore at Celia's rejection.

"If I go to see your father directly to Morocco, is that okay?"

"I can't guarantee whether or not Mr. Khalid. Please ask him yourself directly."

"alright. Then excuse me first." Khalid immediately got up from his seat.

"You'd better have dinner with us, Mr. Khalid, because we're just about to have dinner." Cyra.

"But I...!"

"Come, Mr. Khalid! Don't hesitate!"

Persuade Cyra who's already pulling up a chair for Khalid.

Khalid looked at Celia's pretty face to ask the girl for permission. Celia was forced to nod because her back was already pinched by Cyra.

"Please sir!"

All three enjoy the omlet fried rice made by Cyra without any talk in it.

After dinner, Mr. Khalid left immediately and Celia returned the borrowed book to Khalid who received it while looking at the beautiful face of Cyra that she missed so much.

"Celia! If only you knew, if I came here because I missed you so much, would you reject me as well?"

Inner Khalid who felt still unsatisfied looked at Celia's face.

Cyra noticed these two humans who yearned for each other, but did not dare to state an attitude. He just stared panted at it by rotating his lazy eye.

The main door of the apartment was closed again and Celia went straight into her room.

"Celia!"

"Hm!"

"Why do you have so much heart for Khalid while he comes in missing you and that check is just an excuse for him to see you. Don't you miss him?"

"Stop teasing me Cyra! We have agreed not to accept male guests for a long period of time. I don't want to break my promise to Abi."

Celia then went into the bathroom with Cyra to brush her teeth.

"I'm with you, Celia. Which can't be alone. It was called idolatry and the third person was a demon. I accompany you even though I am a mosquito among you. At least you're safe with me."

Cyra said understanding Celia.

Both of them had cleaned themselves with ablution before going to bed.

"Easy! I don't want to argue about anything that doesn't matter, Cyra."

Celia said still with her principles.

"He really likes you Celia. I saw that longing in his eyes."

"Don't you know!" Celia then continued her reading.

"What if one day you guys get a match? Do you want to accept him as your husband, Celia?"

Degggm...