Because I Don't Want to Lose
47 - Escape

When Anaya woke up, for a moment she did not know where she was. It took him a few seconds to recognize his surroundings.

As he tried to get up, dizziness in his head attacked him until he lay down again. The ceiling of Sandra's room. His brain memory began to fill up. In his mind, various things milling for thought.

Yesterday's events are back. It is clearly like a movie that is replayed many times. Thickens his taste for Izzar.

With the discomfort in her head, Anaya searched for her phone. He forgot where to put it last night. The bag is out of nowhere. He must find out about Naira soon. He forgot to call the kid last night.

"Good morning!" Sandra opened the door and came in with warm tea.

"Where is my life, San?" Anaya's phone is more important than replying to good morning.

"Outside. I'll get it for a second."

Before long Sandra came back with her phone and Anaya's bag. Without checking the calls and messages from the others, Anaya called Mba Kemi and spoke to Naira. He was grateful that the boy was fine, and was preparing for breakfast with his grandfather.

Then, he opened his messaging app.

"Izzar's on the phone?" ask Sandra carefully. He sits on the edge of the bed.

"Ngga knows. I blocked the number!" answer Anaya ketus.

"He must be looking for you."

"Let's go!"

"What problems are you having? Sasika again?" Sandra pretended not to know.

Anaya quiet.

"If there's a problem, solve it, Nay. Don't avoid. Who knows, just misunderstanding. I'm sure Izzar has an explanation."

Sandra's words made Anaya suspicious.

"He called you?" Anaya stared at Sandra.

Sandra is not warting.

"She called all night looking for you."

"You said I was here?"

Sandra nodded.

Anaya turned her face restraining her annoyance. He remembers forbidding Sandra from telling Izzar her whereabouts.

"Sorry, Nay! Izzar was very worried. It's only natural that he's worried where you are."

"What's he worried about me for?"

"He's your husband, Nay?"  Sandra reminded.

"What husband?!" tanyanya rouse. His eyes looked back at Sandra, full of annoyance.

"It's all just her game, you know! I'm just darahainin!"

"How useful is it?" ask Sandra. He was relieved Anaya began to open with the problems he faced.

"Remember, he was willing to accept the offer to marry me for money. Then it turned out that he had a chance to earn more money and treasures by using me and Naira. He was just pretending to be sincere to me and Naira, San. As a bridge to get Mr. Arsyad's attention. So that he can get a project from her." said Anaya.

Sandra was speechless trying to digest Anaya's words.

"You told me once that Mr. Arsyad wanted to sell his company. Do you know how it ends? Suddenly most of the company's shares were given away to him. And he didn't tell me."

"Well, you know where?"

"Ridwan."

Sandra.

"I suspect he's working with Sasika as well. They may not turn it back again. The woman could have hugged him and survived. Then Sasika knows first about the stock?... I'm not sure his wife knows!"

Anaya scratched his forehead. The turning becomes.

Sandra recalled Izzar's remarks on another matter she had to discuss directly with Anaya. Maybe Izzar actually had a reason why he didn't directly talk about it with Anaya..

"Nay, you need to calm down. I'm sure Izzar hasn't told you yet because maybe the timing isn't right or there's another cause."

Anaya covered her face with her palm.

"Izzar's on the road to pick you up. You have to meet him and talk, okay!"

Anaya's reaction was not what Sandra expected. His eyes grew, wide.

"I don't want to see him!" he jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Anaya came out. He washed his face and curled his hair. Stripped by his bag and cell phone, he continued to wear his shoes in a hurry.

"Where are you going?" Sandra's confused.

"I won't tell you where, because later you will definitely tell Izzar!"

Anaya opened the door. "I'm leaving! Hye!"

"Annaya!" Sandra pursues trying to prevent Anaya. But Anaya's hand was strong.

Finally, Sandra stopped her steps and just stared silently at Anaya's quick steps down the corridor towards the elevator.

His best friend understood, if already disappointed, Anaya too petrified his heart. Strenuous. It's free for him to follow.

Once out of the elevator, Anaya searches for her car keys in the bag. However, until all the gaps in his shoulder, the key was not there. Anaya's confused. If he returns to Sandra's place, it'll be a waste of his time. And maybe Sandra will do anything to keep him away. After all, last night he didn't notice where Sandra parked her car.

Anaya walked straight to the lobby. A taxi stopped to drop passengers. Anaya spontaneously chases after him and asks permission to ride. Thankful the driver nodded. He jumped in and sat in the passenger seat. He just mention the purpose so that the driver immediately run his car. He was worried that Izzar would come and see him.

After exiting the Sandra apartment complex, Anaya breathed a sigh of relief. He has no definite purpose. But, he instead thought of taking his and Naira's belongings at Izzar's house. If it's true that Sandra said that the man was on his way to pick her up, it means he can freely go to his house. It just so happened that he was carrying a duplicate key. Surely Sandra and Izzar don't have any idea where he's going right now.

He also asked the driver to change course. When he got home, he put enough of his clothes and Naira into the bag. Also Mba Kemi clothes. Then, in the same taxi, he continued to travel to the apartment he rented for a month through an online application.

Anaya just wants to be alone right now.

Meanwhile, in Sandra's apartment, Izzar had to swallow his disappointment because he did not manage to meet Anaya.

"Sorry, Zar. I don't know where he went. I shouldn't have said you were coming here." Sandra is so sorry.

Izzar complained. Squeezing her hair evaporates her anxiety on Anaya.

"You know how he got angry.  Just wait until he subsides first" Sandra suggested.

"What story has he told?" ask Izzar.

At first, Sandra hesitates to repeat what Anaya said and causes her this kind of anger. But, for the sake of seeing the unrest Izzar, he also conveyed what he heard.

"Certainly so?" ask Sandra to confirm.

Izzar. He looked at Sandra inside. Considering what he should answer.

...***...

In the two-bedroom full furnished apartment he rented, Anaya just finished bathing and getting dressed. His phone on the nightstand was ringing. The name that was plastered on his screen left him stunned. She did not expect the man to call her. But, before the last ringing, his finger pressed the answer button.

"Hi!"

"Hi!"

"Where are you?"

"Why is that?"

"I want to see you."

"Rapaine again?"

"There's something we need to talk about."

Anaya worried.

"Come Anaya! We need to talk!" His voice begged.

"okay!"

"Where are you. I'll be right there."

"Later shareloc."

"okay!"

They're agreeing.

After getting a rough face, Anaya got off the 16th floor of the apartment and waited for the man at a cafe located on the ground floor of the building. His stomach is hungry. He ordered food without waiting.

An hour later, the man came.

"Hi, Nay!" sapana.

"Sorry I ate first. Anaya invited him to sit in front of her.

Ridwan smilingly pulled the chair in front of Anaya.

...***...