After dinner, Zulfa immediately asked Farel to go to the room because she wanted to say something serious with his permission. If left unchecked, Rani's words continued to haunt her head, as if they would never stop.
And now, here they are. Sitting on the sofa available on the balcony of the room, accompanied by two cups of hot chocolate as a warmer and neutralize the body from the cold air that greets the surface of their skin.
For starters, Zulfa took a sip of her hot chocolate first, then put it back down.
"So what did you want to talk to me about, Fa?" Farel, who didn't know what Zulfa meant by talking to him, looked curious, staring intently at the woman next to him. A direct-to-use veil that looks simpler when worn, makes her face shape look perfect.
Zulfa turned to Farel, then smiled lopsidedly. She wanted all her anxieties to get an answer from Farel, whatever reality she had to accept gracefully. "Farel," she called.
"Yes, dear."
