Don't Call My Name
Can We Talk?

Chapters 20.

The sudden mood was unpleasant. Not wanting everyone to come to hear about this family problem, Fasad whispered to his other friends to help him disperse the event. But before that, he first advised them to come back later in the afternoon to continue signing the marriage papers. Because right now, he and Zara have not been able to do it.

“Sorry .. you shouldn't see a bad scene like this,” said Fasad to everyone, “it looks like we need time to solve our problem.”

“It's okay, Mas Facad. We will not interfere,” replied one of the representatives.

“Jo, please take my mother with Mike to the top,” Fasad command on a friend. It's not good to be heard by a little boy and his mother thought. Then accompanied Zara who was moving from her seat to approach her mother. Because I don't want anything to happen that I don't want.

“Why? You feel important in my life?” ask Zara. His eyes glared sharply but hard to understand, “where have you been all this time? Why just now ask to be involved in my life?”

“Zara, Mami is your biological mother, honor her,” Ruben spoke up.

“Nevent to remember anymore, Om. I didn't forget.”

“Mami loves you, Zara.” Reuben said again.

“No, if he loves me, he won't make my Papa die. It's you that I had to lose a father when I needed him most. You have separated me from him!” this time, Zara's tears came out. Fused with his emotional taste.

“Don't discuss anything else first, Nak ...” this time Miranda's tone sounds low, “why did you get married without telling us?”

“Do not switch talks, Mam.”

“Yes, we are aware of our mistake. I never get tired of apologizing. Humble yourself before you to get that one word. No matter I'm an older person.”

“Then why did Mami not want to stay with this man? He has changed Mami.” a lot While pointing at Ruben who was standing beside Miranda.

“I've hurt you, should I hurt Mike again, son?”

“That's no excuse. You do this because you love blind equally him.”

Fasad tries to touch Zara's hand and gives her a code so Zara doesn't overdo it. But being brushed aside by him. In such circumstances, there was indeed no one who could control Zara's emotions. He is too strong to conquer. It is difficult to be given understanding.

Miranda shook her head, “Mami is not as bad as you think ...”

“So did I. I'm not as bad as Mama thought. I need to be embraced, not shunned. I also need to be loved, loved and cared for as a teenager. But what do I get? Mami let me go wild and drown in the actual relationship is very torturous. That's not what I want, Mam.”

“Let Mami make amends Mami, Nak.”

“It's too late. I'm almost three heads. I'm not a child anymore to be protected and spoiled by his parents. That time is past.”

“Sayang ..”

“No, Mam .. I don't want to lie to myself by pretending to be okay before I can actually receive.”

“Zar,” by Facade. Staring at everything in turn, “control yourself, do not let you carelessly say.”

This time Zara wanted to hear Fasad's words. Then he glanced at her briefly and walked quickly to pick up the contact and left the house.

“Then if I talk to you!” miranda said grumbling.

“Sabar, Mir ...” there's nothing Ruben can do but calm him down. He could not be angry, realizing his own mistake.

Now Miranda's gaze was on the man in front of her, whom she knew before was a sissy. Strange indeed, why his son actually wants to marry a half-baked man like this when normal men—many are after him.

“I don't know what to say to you. But if you can be frank, I don't like you being my daughter-in-law.”

Deg ....

“Mir, price. Don't make the atmosphere even more chaotic. Never mind. Your problem is only with your son. Not him.”

“I'm sure he's already influencing my son because there's something he wants to get.”

“That's not true, Auntie. I just wanted to help him.” Fasad tried to defend himself even though his guess could not be accepted.

“Nebelieve.”

Facade understands. The falling fruit is not far from the tree. They are both stubborn and hard to tell. Lady bebal! Must have been a lot of shit. His mind is in his own father-in-law.

°°°

Sadness leads Zara to a Public Funeral Park (TPU) in Pondok Rangon. Namely to the final resting place of his papa, Almarhum Purnawirawan.

Samar, he prayed little that he could for his parents to be forgiven, his path of light and charity and his worship received by the Almighty.

“I don't know where else to go .. So again I'm here, Pi. Don't get bored, yeah. I am again in the phase of not believing in everyone but myself.”

Zara spoke as if she were dealing with a living person. “Today I'm married, Pi. Zara is already a wife. Wife pretend but ....

“No sin, Pi?

“This is for Papi's sake, let Papi's money not be enjoyed by the player. Sorry Zara yes, Pi. Zara was only willing to fight for what Zara should have. Although this method may be wrong.”

Long enough for Zara to be there before the end, she gave up because the day had started to blister. The heat of the sun seemed to burn his skin until it looked reddish.

"Zara go home first. Tomorrow Zara will be here again. Promise."

But when he came out, he actually passed a couple who had just got out of his car.

“Lho, Zara, Mas?” said the middle-aged woman he knew was Vita, the mother of Ustaz Rayyan Eshan Altair.

The one being talked to was just patting and faintly smiling.

“Zara is filming? How to wear a wedding dress to the funeral?”

“Ngak Aunty .. I was married,” replied Zara bluntly.

“Oh yes? Aunt just found out. Where's your husband?”

“Sst,” again Yudha nudged so that his wife did not let go. “We wish you a happy marriage. Sakinah mawadah warahmah.”

“Aamiin .. thanks, pray, Prof. Then I say yes first assalamualaikum.”

“Waalaikumsalam,” answer both simultaneously.

But by the time Zara started to walk away, Vita held her back by clasping her hand. Zara turned her head and looked at him questioningly.

“Zara, do you have free time?” ask Vita.

Zara blinked her eyes repeatedly. As if she could not believe that she was talking to him.

“There are important things that Auntie wants to ask,”.

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