Don't Call My Name
S2-Bring Me Go

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Zunaira sleeps in a reclined position. Eyes open. In the corners there are tears. Remember, what they're gonna do tonight. Yes, they are: Sammy and Mauza.

He shouldn't have to think about it, but somehow it always comes to his mind!

It's hard to be a victim of someone's false hope. After all, who would want to suffer the same fate as him? Obviously nothing.

“I'm sincere Mauza is happy with Sammy. But not so easy as that I forgot everything before today happened,” murmured lamented the heartache.

Zunaira remembers the beauty of their first meeting at Miranda's house, then when she was willing to lie to her mother in order to meet Sammy.

Although the incident did not end well, but a few days later, they met again at the Mall. Precisely when Zara held a grand opening event of her latest product output.

There ... they sat together. Faced and told a lot about 'us'.

And the following days. He was willing to put his shame and selfishness out on his own brother in order to work in the same office with Sammy. Even though the day he went through was not easy either. Because there Zunaira felt hated by many people.

In the office, they often have lunch together at a favorite place. Even Sammy often visited him in the room suddenly and often helped him in trouble.

Which women do not get carried away after being treated like this? Moreover, from the man who treated her it was quite good looking like him.

For a woman who has something in common like Sammy, it might feel normal. For they are; men and women have often mingled together, free without restriction.

But for Zunaira, this was the first time. So, he considers all of it is a special treatment so that different feelings arise.

But in the midst of his busy reminiscing about the past, his phone rang an incoming call sign. Reflexively, Zunaira quickly threw away the traces of sadness that fell from her eyes.

“Ngapain Mas Andrea phone night-night like this? What's up?” Nai muttering. Then immediately shift the call sign.

“Nai, it looks like my wallet is left in the room where we sit,” Andrea said as soon as the phone was connected.

“Ke-why can be left behind?” nai replied in a slightly hoarse voice.

“May fall. I've been looking for it at home no.”

“Yes, I'm looking down now. But if there is, it must have been simpenin the same Aunt,” said Zunaira groped the possibility, even though she herself did not know the truth or did not expect it. However, he wished Andrea could calm down a little with his words just now.

“Why is your voice hoarse?”

Unexpectedly, it turns out that Andrea is so detailed to pay attention to her voice.

“You cry?” continued Andrea because Nai never gave an answer.

“Ngak-”

“I'm back there now!” it seems uncontested. The call was immediately interrupted at that moment.

It's so unpleasant!

Zunaira rushed downstairs. Asking one of his domestic assistants is it true, there is a wallet left behind when they are getting better?

“There, Non. Aunt simpenin. I wanted to directly love to Mom the same Father, but was afraid even disturbing. You already at rest in his room,” replied the woman made Zunaira smile with relief.

“Mana, Bi? The person again the way here because.”

Not long after, Aunt handed it over. “Have the candidate, Non Nai?” Aunt asked.

“Insyallah .. doain, yes.”

“Masyaallah, hopefully as soon as possible following like Non Mauza. So the couple sakinah.”

Nai nodded, “Aamiin.”

After Aunt died in front of him, he opened the wallet.

It's just, there are photos of toddlers tucked there. Maybe his picture was childhood. Adorable. Her hair was jabrik, standing up all like a baby who had just been electrocuted.

“Sorry open your wallet. Just curious.”

Thirty minutes later, Andrea Hirata finally arrived at his home.

The man was forced to go through the side door in order to meet Nai. Because the main door has been locked by the House Regulatory Man.

Who else would it be if not Yudha Al Fatir? An old man who still likes a lot of behavior and often becomes his wife's months.

Andrea came by herself on her bike. This time Nai saw a different side of Andrea, because usually, she always found the man wearing formal clothes. Andrea looks more relaxed wearing a polo shirt and short chino pants. Although the cold impression still froze the atmosphere when they were together.

Nai reached out the wallet to Andrea while saying, “Other times you are more careful. Lucky fall here, so still safe. Try somewhere else ...?”

Andrea accepted it, relief instantly radiating on her resolute face. Nai understood how important the objects in them were because in this day and age, all transactions are already using cards. Because the use of cash has been eliminated in all shopping centers except in small shops, retailers, markets or street vendors. The world at that time was getting more sophisticated.

“I myself would go crazy if I experienced the same thing as you. The wallet I lost was a disaster,” said Zunaira who was not much cared for by the man in front of her.

Precisely he said another thing, “You haven't changed your clothes.”

Andrea's comments made Zunaira reflexively look at her own clothes. Afraid of something wrong or screeching things. But after being noticed, it was safe.

“Oh, yes. Haven't. Maybe later.”

“I noticed you too many words maybe.”

“Yeah?” Nai asked.

“You also finished crying, your eyes are swollen.”

Zunaira could not resist because it was so.

“Can't move on?” asked Andrea faintly smiling. “Loss if you keep thinking about it.”

Zunaira. Didn't expect that far Andrea noticed. What does it mean that he also knows as closely as what it has to do with Sammy?

So if Andrea knows everything, why would she propose to a woman who clearly has not been able to completely forget her past?

“What do Mas Andre know from me?” zunaira asked sounds demanding.

“Forget!” andrea refused to extend the issue.

Nai shakes. The girl repeated her question to the towering figure before her so that she had to slightly raise her head, “What does Mas Andre know of me?”

Andrea remained silent.

“You make me feel guilty ..”.

“Send my thanks to your house assistant,” Andrea said before she turned around. Then step away.

“Mas Andrea!”

Zunaira's cry made Andrea stop and turn her head. Seeing the condition of Zunaira who he thought was not okay because her tears flowed. It seems he can't ignore it again this time.

“Please quickly take me away with you ..” said Zunaira again feelingly.

The man said nothing but a hug.

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Seriate.

Semangatin nulis dong hwaa😭