Now Ametsa is in front of a restaurant. She decided not to stay there too long because she was the only one thinking about Yerazel at home.
The girl sighed then said, "He must have been waiting for me at home all this time."
Meanwhile, a man had been walking there and yesterday he was waiting for someone with a phone in his hand.
The man thought of Ametsa who had not returned yet made Yerazel sigh. He wanted to contact the girl, but he didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable just because he kept calling her.
"What should I do now?" Yerazel ruffled his hair in exasperation, then turned on his phone and looked back at Ametsa's contact number, which he desperately wanted to call. "Oh, never mind, there's no need. I believe he'll be back soon. Yes, I'm sure he'll be fine too."