Zain pulled Zara's hand roughly, making Zara feel very upset about it. Azhar who saw it also felt very upset, because Zain could be so rude to Zara.

Quickly, Azhar held Zain's hand, making Zain unable to move. They threw hateful glances at each other, not letting either of them do anything.

"Let go of Zara's hand!" snapped Azhar, who couldn't see Zara being treated so harshly.

Zain looked at him sarcastically. "What do you care?"

"I care about her a lot!"

"But I don't care about you at all!" snapped Zain, leaving Azhar speechless.

Roughly, Zain let go of Azhar's hand that was holding him, allowing him to slip out of his grasp.

They threw hateful glances at each other, as each of them wanted to give the best for Zara.

Zara, who saw the feud between them, became furious with Zain.

"I don't know what you want! Don't mess with Azhar, or I'll hate you!" Zara snapped, making Zain glare in surprise.

"What do you mean, Zara? You're bullying me, for someone named Azhar? Who is he to jeopardise my position?"

Feeling challenged, the semi-conscious Zara immediately hugged Azhar's left arm.

"He's my boyfriend!"

DEG!

Hearing Zara say that, suddenly made Zain feel annoyed with the situation.

"How dare he take my position!" thought Zain, whose position was already very threatened.

Zara pulled Azhar's arm, to get out of Zain's way. They left, without another word.

The incident was still vividly remembered in Zara's mind, even when she had finished several bottles of alcohol.

It still upset her, because it forced her to say things she didn't need to say about Azhar.

"Why would I say Azhar is my boyfriend? He and I are just friends who need each other!" Zara muttered, then downed the umpteenth glass she had drunk.

The alcohol flowed down Zara's throat, until she could no longer taste the bitterness of the alcohol.

From the end of the entrance, Zain could be seen, who had calculated Zara's whereabouts. He already knew that Zara would come back to this place. Quickly, he approached her and immediately pulled her arm.

This startled Zara.

"What the hell!" snapped Zara, who still didn't realise it was Zain.

"Come back with me, now!"

She could still faintly hear the familiar voice in her ears, which was none other than Zain's. Zara tried to close her eyes in front of Zain, even though she couldn't see clearly.

"What's your problem?" Zara loudly challenged Zain, due to her dislike for Zain.

"Don't torture yourself like this, Zara! I really care about you!"

Zara rolled her eyes clockwise. "I don't even care about myself. Why would you care about me?"

Zara's words were a slap in the face to Zain, who was at his wit's end.

In the midst of their conversation, someone named Azhar reappeared, looking at them from a distance.

"Should I do it?" he wondered.

Despite his indecision, Azhar still stepped up to confront Zain. Again and again, Zain felt very disturbed by Azhar's presence between him and Zara.

Zain's face turned bright red when he saw Azhar in front of him.

"What are you doing here?" Zain asked in a sarcastic tone.

Azhar tried to calm down. "I should have asked you that. What are you doing here with my girlfriend?" Azhar asked back, making Zain even more furious with him.

"Don't make this up! Zara is not your girlfriend!"

"You heard it from Zara yesterday, didn't you?"

Zain's eyes widened. "I don't believe in your nonsense! Don't make up stories that aren't true!"

"I'm not making up stories! Zara and I are dating! Don't you ever bother Zara again, or you'll know the consequences of your actions!" Azhar snapped, making Zain even more furious.

Not knowing what else to do, Zain could only point rudely at Azhar, then walked away from them.

The situation was conducive again, with Azhar having managed to get Zain out of there.

Azhar looked deeply at Zara who had almost lost consciousness. "Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, nothing he did to me."

Hearing that, Azhar became very calm. However, that calm feeling instantly turned into anxiety. The airbuds he wore in his ears rang out very clearly.

"Make her as drunk as possible!"

The sound of the airbuds he was wearing made him feel very indecisive about the situation. Deep down, he didn't want to do it at all. However, circumstances forced him to do as he was told.

Guilt continued to rise in his heart, but circumstances had forced him to do something like this.

"I'm sorry, Zara. You can't help me pay my brother's hospital bills anymore. Now, I'm turning my back on you, because I really need the money. Believe me, this is someone's order and not my wish!" Azhar thought, who couldn't bear to do what he was about to do to Zara in a moment.

"Azhar, give me a drink! I want to vent everything!" pleaded Zara, who had made Azhar a place where she could pour out her feelings.

"Okay."

Since it was in accordance with his plan, Azhar complied with Zara's request. He accompanied Zara to drink all the alcohol, with the aim of making her very drunk.

He did this so that he could carry out the plan made by the person who told him to do so.

When things started to get out of hand, Azhar checked on Zara. He noticed Zara's eyes, which seemed to have lost their light. By now, it was certain that Zara had lost consciousness.

"Zara," he called out, but Zara didn't respond at all.

Zara had fallen asleep on the bar table, having lost consciousness. Something that was very much in line with what they had planned.

"I have prepared a room. You take her there!"

The voice rang again in Azhar's ears. The next order that Azhar would follow from the person monitoring behind the scenes.

Suddenly Azhar's heart wavered, so much so that he could not betray his own friend.

"You've given me a lot of help, but I'm desperate! If it wasn't like this, I wouldn't have been able to pay my brother's hospital bills! I'm sorry, Zara!" Azhar thought to himself, who could no longer avoid the fate he had to live with.

"Hurry up! The medicine has reacted on Zeo!"