Destined Chatmate [Completed]

CHAPTER 33

Jes' POV

That night at the Restaurant....

I saw Weng walking towards our direction. She seemed sad, and I saw her touched her face. When we were just a meters away, I saw her clearly – she's crying!.F*ck, what happened? Why is she crying? I want to go after her but when I saw Furkan, I don't know what came into my mind, I went after him and grabbed the collar of his shirt.

"What did you do to her?", I can't control my emotions right now. I can't bear seeing Weng like that.

Even how she hid it from me – I clearly saw her eyes!

"Jes, stop it. ", she removed my hand on Furkan's collar.

Good thing Lady Red was there because I don't know what I could do if she didn't stop me.

"You're making a scene here. . .waiter. .",she said while she called the waiter. . What is she doing? I don't have the appetite to order some food.

"Yes ma'am?", the waiter politely approached her . .

"Please give us a private room, now!", okay! I got the wrong idea here. . So, she's getting us a room to fight huh. .

The waiter hurried up to get us a room.

"What are you doing?", I asked her. .

"Getting you two a room for you to talk privately than show your rudeness here. People are looking at you. Can't you see it? All eyes are in you, two. .", she faced me with an angry aura. . Then she faced Furkan. .

"Babe, are you okay?", what? Babe? What is this? I looked at Furkan with eyes full of questions.

"I'll explain later bro.", Furkan said as he saw me puzzled.

I was thinking about Weng. It's raining outside and I didn't know if she could drive home safely.

"Sir, Ma'am. Your room is ready. .Room 4", good thing, this restaurant has private rooms for those who wish to celebrate something privately. But we're not celebrating something . .

"Thank you. .Okay. . You two, room 4 is ready. Get in.", okay. . It means only Furkan and I. so I walked ahead of him.

I entered the room and sat on the couch. It's cozy and relaxing here. .but I can't relax of thinking about her.

"You like Weng, Am I right?", I cuss in silent when I heard him said that.

"Why is she crying? What did you do?", He seemed puzzled of what I asked him – based on the expression on her face. . "Damn! You didn't know?", I raised my voice

"I didn't know. She was okay when we talked.", I knew it!

"She's crying for Pete's sake. What did you do? ", I lowered down my voice. There's no use shouting and cussing him for that. . After all he's my friend.

"We broke up.", it's like a bomb on my ears

"You what? You mean she broke up with you. .",