Zakai opened his burning eyes and looked at the empty ceiling.
He simply breathes in and out without any single movement of his muscles.
Feeling lethargic to even move his head, Zakai simply rolled his eyes to the corner and analyzed the environment.
He was sure this wasn’t the same space where he passed out last night.
Feeling entirely awake but he could feel that he was trapped in a strange environment.
With the heavy, disoriented mind and temporary memory lapses with the unsettling realization of how he got there, Zakai’s drowsiness dried up instantly.
Then slowly he tried to waver his toes and found that he was now lying in a bed.
Instantly he jumped up and sat down.
Looking left and right, he realized that it was someone’s room.
Piles of unworn, clean and dirty clothes spread across the clothing chair and floor; tangled charger, half empty jar and a broken glass with a stack of mails were displayed on the single table of the room at the corner; visible layers of dust on the windowsills; and the overflowing dustbin with crumpled papers were all that Zakai could inspect.
Calmly he stood up and spoke to himself, “Whoever’s room this might be, that person is a real skanky person.
But because he shared his room with me, I’ll clean up his room as a token of gratitude.”
Soon he started to fold the unknown person’s clothes one after the other and kept it on the table nearby.
“Do I know this person?
Umm…looking at this shirt, I think he’s a muscular guy.
But all the people here are muscular excluding me.” Zakai pouted his lips and continued with his work.
Dusting off the table and making the bed, he finally went out of the room.
He looked to his left and right but no one was there.
Then he started to move downstairs.
There he met one of his members.
“Hey!
Do you know where everyone is?” Zakai asked.
At first the man looked at Zakai from head to toe and answered, “Boss and Opel sir are in a meeting in the warehouse nearby.
And the boys are on a patrol of the city.
But why are you here?
Didn’t you go with them?”
“I…I was sleeping…and no one woke me up.”
“Fine!
Go to the warehouse and give this contract document to boss.
Tell him that it’s from the overseas branch.
Can you do that?” The man asked for assurance.
“Ye…
yes.
I’ll hand over this to boss now itself.” Zakai took the documents and went straight to the main door.
“Hey pal!
It’s on the right side.
When you see a fountain, take a right turn and you’ll see a warehouse there.”
Zakai nodded his head and ran out.
Taking the guidance of the man, he finally found out the warehouse.
He went in and knocked the door.
Opel came out and opened the door, “Why are you here?” His eyes looked something different than the normal days.
It seemed as if there was some kind of rage and resentment in his eyes.
His red and furious eyes were truly terrorizing to Zakai who had no idea what happened to this man.
Zakai raised his hand and showed him the documents; he raised the documents infront of his face just to avoid those frightening eyes of Opel.
“I…I came to give boss this document.
It’s from the overseas branch.
Can you…can you hand this to boss?”
Opel snatched the documents from Zakai’s hand and spoke with a subdued voice, “Next time wait for us in the office room on the first floor.
Don’t come here.
Boss gets irritated when someone gets close to this place.”
Zakai nodded his head and ran out in fright.
He came back to the safe house and sat on an empty couch.
Instantly he got a flashback of yesterday’s incident when he put the ointment on Opel’s lips.
Instantly his cheeks turned red.
Zakai massaged his cheeks with his fingertips as he pouted his lips.
“Sir!
Here’s your breakfast.” A maid came and placed a bowl of cereals and milk infront of his table.
“Thank you but I don’t usually have breakfast.”
“Mr.
Opel asked me to give this to you.
If you don’t want, talk to him.” The maid was just the xerox copy of Opel.
She told whatever she had to and fled from the place.
Zakai rolled his eyes and spoke to himself, “Is any person normal here?” Then his eyes rolled back to the bowl of cereals.
He grabbed the bowl and stood up.
He took it to the room where he was sleeping this morning.
Getting inside the room, he kept the bowl on the table and kept a small note near it, ‘Thank you for letting me stay in your room.’
Then he got out and slowly closed the door.
“What were you doing here?” Someone suddenly screamed.
It was the same maid who gave him breakfast few minutes ago.
“I came to thank…”
“Don’t you know Mr.
Opel never allows anyone to enter his room; not even the maids are allowed to enter.
He’ll surely kill you if he learns that you entered sir Opel’s room.” The maid looked seriously surprised.
Her raised brows and popped up eyes seemed that she herself was anxious.
“What?
This is sir Opel’s room?” Zakai was shocked too.
“That’s what I said just now.”
“But yesterday I slept in this room.
I’m sure I slept here.
I even cleaned the room.” Zakai spoke timidly.
Some thoughts piled up his mind.
It was outlined in his mind that he made out with someone last night and now he was giving proof that he did it.
“What?
Don’t joke here.
I’ve been working here since last 10 years and you are trying to fool me?” She laughed it off.
“But I….”
“I think you got mixed up.
You might have slept in some other room because this room has no access to anyone except the owner.” The maid stated sharply.
“Yes…I got mixed up…” Zakai agreed but inside his mind he was sure that it was this room that he slept last night.
While entering to keep the bowl of cereal and milk, he recognized the neatly pressed clothes that he kept.
So there’s no chance that he got the room wrong.
“Now that you know, please don’t enter this room.” Saying this, she fled again.
Zakai stood out of the room, looking clueless.
“Does he have a bipolar disorder?
One time he looks so kind and generous that he let me share his room and also helped me with my work.
And in the next moment he becomes furious and intimidating like this morning when I simply went to give boss some documents.
Is it only me who experienced this?” Zakai’s lips curved downwards.
He exhaled forcefully and clicked his tongue.
Thinking hard about it, Zakai came down through the stairs.
In the hall he saw a man sitting on the couch.
He went down and stood next to the man.
“Hey!
Bring me a glass of wine.
And some ice cubes please.” The man smiled as he gave order to Zakai.
“Take it yourself if you want it.” Zakai answered straight-forwardly looking at the man’s eyes.
“Hugh!
What did you say?
Do you want to die?
I work with Mr.
Tsunami.” The man stood with rage.
His brows twitched all of a sudden.
“We all work for Mr.
Tsunami.
What’s there to shout?” Zakai rolled his eyes and crossed his arms looking straight at his eyes.
“Do you know who am I?” The man asked.
Zakai smirked listening to the man’s question.
Gawking his eyes at the man, he asked back, “Do you know who am I?”