"What does this mean .. Cyntia pointed to Alena's lipstick marks that stuck to Nizam.
"What have you done? Oh my God, Alena. How dare you and Nizam kiss... And you are Nizam I didn't think you would dare kiss Alena. I thought you were a pious man." Cyntia grumbled.
Nizam's eyes widened. "You don't talk carelessly. Ask your best friend who kissed whom?" Nizam glanced at Alena. "Damn... I forgot to delete it earlier" Nizam said to himself. He then rubbed Alena's lipstick marks on his face, neck, and forehead.
Cyntia glared intently at Alena.
Alena blushed silently. "You owe me a lot of explanation, Alena." Cyntia hissed fiercely.
"Okay ladies because it is very late. Let's go home. I'll take you." Nizam asked Cyntia and Alena to get ready to go home.
"Nizam .. my wet clothes are in your bathroom .." Alena could not finish talking because Cyntia interrupted her conversation.
"Your clothes are wet ?? In the bathroom ?? What were you doing? Really... You guys."
"Enough Cyntia. You don't say anything else. I'll explain everything later." Alena looked annoyed because Cyntia had been nagging.
"Alena just leave your clothes there, let the laundry clerk take care of it later. Now let's go home." Nizam opened the door to his apartment. There, two people who were picking up Cyntia were seen standing at the door.
Alena and Cyntia looked at each other, surprised to see the two guards. Who is Nizam? why should everything be protected?
Nizam seemed to say to one of the guards.
"Ali... I want to take them, you wait here."
Ali seemed to frown.
"But my lord Prince I do not dare to let go of yourself. It's already very late. The prince may also be tired."
Nizam shook his head.
"No Ali ... I'll take it myself. You can follow me if you want to.
Finally, the guards relented. Then Fuad deliberately walked first because he had to get the car out of the garage. Nizam was driving the car alone in front. He didn't want to be accompanied by anyone, so finally Alena and Cyntia sat in the back. The guards followed behind in another car.
Along the way, Alena and Cyntia continued to talk while whispering as if they were afraid that Nizam would hear them. Nizam just glanced through the rearview mirror of the car. Mixed feelings. He was a little confused as to why he could let two girls in his car.
Suddenly Nizam's cellphone rang. Nizam immediately touched the cellphone screen to answer the phone. It happened that he was using a hands-free.
Nizam seemed to say hello and then spoke in his National language. Obviously, Alena and Cyintia didn't understand.
"Nizam my son, how are you?" Asked the crossed...
"Thank God, Mother."
"Nizam this holiday. You have to go home first, there is an important conversation we have to do."
Nizam was silent. He already knew what his mother was going to tell him. This must be about Rheina... The only daughter of the prime minister in his kingdom. Uncle Salman, the most influential person in his kingdom. surpassing the influence and power of his father as King in the Azura kingdom.
Nizam saw Alena's pretty face from the rearview mirror. He suddenly felt sad. Could his love for Alena be successful? why did he feel there was such a solid separation wall between him and Alena?