Nazwa walked into their room and locked the door. She approached Sabrina who looked very restless while sitting right next to him.
"What are you doing, Rin? Even though I haven't known you that long, I can see if there's something you're hiding from me," said Nazwa with a piercing gaze full of inquiry.
Sabrina was silent, she lowered her head to hear a series of questions from Nazwa. He just didn't know what to say to his friend. It seemed impossible for him to lie again, especially to a friend who had embraced him many times from adversity.
"Naz, I want to be honest with you. But, you promise not to let others know," Sabrina whispered as she looked up at Nazwa.
"Rin! You are my best friend. I will never let anyone hurt you. Speak, your secret is safe in my hands," said Nazwa as she grabbed both of Sabrina's hands.
There was no reason whatsoever for Sabrina to lie to Nazwa. Friends who have always accompanied him in joy and sorrow.
"This cellphone was given by Mr. Azka, Naz."
Nazwa was flabbergasted when she heard her friend's expression.
"For what, Rin?" Nazwa again asked the question.
Not yet finished, their conversation this time was successfully interrupted by a familiar baritone voice coming from the back door.
"Ms. Sabrina! Ms. Nazwa!"
The call came from the back door near the cooking room, and they both rushed to the source of the sound.
"What's the matter, Mr. Security guard?" asked Nazwa wryly. Sometimes the security guard at the gate interrupts their conversation this time.
"Yes, sir. Why?" asked the always friendly Sabrina.
"That's it, Ms. There are guests in front of you. Ask to meet Ms. Nazwa and Ms. Sabrina, he said." The security guard turned around and then went to his place of duty.
"Who is it, Rin?" Nazwa was curious.
"Yes, yes, we don't feel like we have friends here," said Sabrina who was curious.
Not wanting to be too long in the question, the two of them hastily walked with very fast steps towards the gate of the house to approach the guest this afternoon.
Seen ideally tall body standing behind the gate with his back to the body.
"Looking for who, sir?" Who is Nazwa?
The man turned his body to face Sabrina and Nazwa.
How shocked the two friends were when they saw the man who a few days ago had saved Sabrina from two thugs.
"Hey, Jun!" In unison, Sabrina and Nazwa called the name of the man who visited the fence today.
Never thought that Juna still memorized the address of the house where Sabrina and Nazwa worked.
"How are you?" said Juna, a handsome man with distinctive glasses attached to his nose, making every pair of women's eyes fascinated.
Not much different, Sabrina and Nazwa. Even their normal eyes could not be fooled by Juna's good looks at that time.
They chatted for a while in front of Assegaf's fence. Juna's arrival today just wanted to ask for Sabrina and Nazwa's cell phone numbers so they can communicate as friends.
Juna, who claimed to be a security guard in one of the elite housing estates in the complex, made Sabrina and Nazwa not hesitate to exchange ideas with fellow fortune-tellers in other people's homes.
Azka accidentally turned towards the fence from the second floor of her room and saw Sabrina and Nazwa's intimacy with a man who seemed familiar in her eyes.
"That's right, Juna! Why is he talking to Sabrina?" he hissed curiously.
The conversation between Sabrina, Nazwa, and Juna did not last long. Because they understand that the timing isn't quite right. However, Juna managed to pocket Nazwa's cell phone number to communicate with each other in the future.
Who?
Ahh...Nazwa and Sabrina don't want to bother, what they know is that Juna is one of the security guards whose caste is not much different from theirs. Makes them not hesitate to be friends with Juna.
Sabrina still has a debt story to Nazwa which was cut short by Juna's arrival. However, the story cannot be continued today because they still have unfinished homework.
"People go back and forth carrying things. Using cloth falls, you like people to glance at you. After realizing that you are cross-eyed," said Mr. Security guard whose real name is Adam to Nazwa and Sabrina after Juna left. He started to dislike it when he saw Juna being so close to Nazwa.
"What the hell, Mr. Adam? It's normal," Nazwa teased as he walked away leaving Mr. Security guard who looked confused. And left Mr. Adam in the house.
Arriving at the kitchen door their steps stopped when they saw Mr. Azka standing right in front of the door blocking their steps.
"Nazwa you finish your work!" Azka said with a cynical look. His cold demeanor reappeared for some reason.
"Yes sir." Nazwa hastily continued his steps into the room of the house.
However, it was different with Sabrina. His steps were again thwarted when Azka's left hand managed to close the entrance to the kitchen door.
"Who allowed you to have male guests here, ha!" Azka asked Sabrina with a glazed look full of inquiry.
"Sorry, sir. It's just our friends," Sabrina replied with trembling lips. How not to be afraid to see Azka like the roar of a lion about to pounce on its prey?
"What did you say? Friends?" With surprise, Azka's eyes widened sharply at Sabrina's answer.
How could Juna want to be friends with a household assistant?
Juna was Azka's friend during high school, they often quarreled and argued due to frequent misunderstandings between the two of them.
Juna is the owner of a property company in Central Jakarta. It seemed unlikely that she would deliberately want to befriend the housekeeper.
"Since when are you guys friends?"
This time Azka is like a police officer who is investigating a crime suspect.
His eroded suspicion resurfaced against Sabrina and Nazwa.
"Just a few days ago, sir. At that time we met at the meatball maker in front of the complex," answered Sabrina, who was nervous and looked even more frightened.
"It's so easy for you to mingle with strangers!" Azka growled more and more piercing the heart, and instantly Sabrina's heart beat faster.
"It's not like that, sir. At that time Juna helped us from two ignorant thugs who were blocking our way," said Sabrina, reassuring Azka.
"Thugs! You think there are thugs here! This is Sabrina's elite housing, in front of the security complex guarded at the entrance!"
This time Azka looks even more sinister. It felt like Sabrina was like bait thrown into a lion's den. A feeling of dread that was not much different from hearing the ferocious roar of a lion.
Azka's attitude which initially began to improve has now turned cynical again after Juna's arrival.