Don't Call My Name
A Reality

Chapters 20.

Zara was stunned for a while to consider Vita's invitation just now. He was confused because he felt he had no business with this woman. In fact, this was their first time interacting because they had only known before.

“Sorry, Zara. This is if you are willing. We can talk next time if you are busy or in a hurry,” said Vita again.

“Alright, I have time, Auntie. But only fifteen minutes,” said Zara finally decided.

Vita cross-eyed with her husband, “Mas, I'm a moment's permission, yes. You go there yourself is okay?”

“Ya, already. Speak to you.” Yudha stepped herself into the funeral of her first child. This visit is usually done every few months if indeed they are having time.

Vita and Zara pull over to a food stall on the outskirts of TPU. Ordering food and drink even if just chatting so that the Seller feels happy. Once some people approached and asked him to take pictures, but Zara refused him politely.

“Like this, yes, the risk of being a famous person. Aunty so know a Zara that can not be calm if sitting in just any place,” said Vita after the atmosphere has begun to be conducive, “what goods times Nak Zara is not comfortable sitting here? We can move to another place.”

“Nevent need Aunty. Here alone,” replied Zara no less friendly.

“Zara to here come by yourself?”

“Iya, Aunt. After the accident, Zara suddenly misses Papi. But since there were still guests at home, my husband didn't come. No papa, it's common.” Zara reasoned to cover up the actual incident.

"Just do it or do you want to have a reception?"

"Just do it, Auntie. It just so happens that not many people know."

Vita nodded in understanding. Understand that everyone has a life that sometimes, do not want people to publish it. Like his own son.

“As what Aunt said earlier .. anyone want Aunt ask.”

“About what, yes, Aunt?”

“About my son. Rayyan.”

Zara's face changed immediately. He was uncomfortable when asked about the name. Correct guess. It turned out that he was going to discuss the matter of his son which was none of his business at all.

Why is everyone annoying? In fact, he discussed this sensitive matter when all had happened and had their legitimate partners.

“Then for that, sorry Aunt. I'm no komen.”

Vita held back Zara who was about to stand up, “Zara!” make Zara sit back in her place.

“Tante .. I have nothing to do with Aunty's son. We are just students and teachers. It wasn't me asking to be taught, I never chose. My mother invited him to come home. We were not alone there, there were many others because the study was conducted during Ramadan,” said Zara explained the truth because it does not want to happen a misunderstanding that can have long-tail.

Silent. The two fell silent for some time diving into each other's thoughts. Before the end, Vita said something that destroyed Zara's defensive walls the most.

“Tante just found out lately that my son loves you."

The deg!

Zara's gaze became increasingly difficult to interpret. Fluctuating. Because many things happened to his mind.

"Yes, he loves you. That's why he's no happier with his wife now. From the eyes of a mother. Maybe he just realized when everything was already done.”

Vita opens the bag. He took out a few photos of himself wearing a hijab. Zara recalled that this photo was taken before entering Ramadan. A photo shoot to advertise the latest Muslim products at that time.

“Tante accidentally found all this in his room drawer along with important notes.”

Zara accepted it and looked at it one by one. Yeah, God. How stupid this man is. What would happen if Hamidah knew her husband kept photos of other women in his room? Didn't think Rayyan's impact of his stupid actions could shake his world?

“Zara .. This he never did to another girl. A mother knows more about who her child is than herself. He has more feelings for you, son.”

“Lantas what is the advantage for me, Auntie?” ask Zara as soon as Vita finishes talking, “not there. Precisely with Aunt talking like this— will only add to the problems in our lives. We already have a partner of each.”

“Tante is just confused, if you love each other, why lie? Why hide each other? Wouldn't if it were honest it would be better. It's all over now.

"Tante did disagree if my son had a relationship with you because of the news. But as parents, we never impose the will of our children if he thinks ... it's the best.”

“Tante thinks I like Auntie's son the same? No Aunt. No,” elak Zara is not good at lying. If everyone knew, he had once attempted suicide hence—he would definitely be greatly humiliated.

“Zara .. with your emotional body gesture when discussing my son—it has proven that you also have the same feeling.”

Zara was more and more intrigued, “No, I am just a lowly woman who does not deserve to be known by holy men like Ustaz Rayyan.”.

“Zara?” said Vita stopped talking to this girl, “what did Rayyan say?”

“Task him Aunty. I'm afraid I'm wrong.”

“If it is true like that, please forgive my son's arrogance, Nak Zara. Although Ray is a preacher who is often called Ustaz by people who consider him so, he is still a young person in general who is still high in his ego. He is still in the stage of improving himself.”

Zara silently rubbed her eyes.

“Maybe he was just an emotion for a moment, especially after hearing your latest news news at that time in various media. Aunty also apologized because at that time, had eaten the news circulating. Aunty regrets and feels guilty after knowing the truth.”

“He has no right to be angry because we have nothing to do. Even we were close, I knew he already had a future wife,” reply Zara to delay him for a moment, “already no father Aunt. It's all over. We are happy with each other's partners. It's best to close what we know now, I don't want Hamidah to know and this can hurt his heart Zara seemed to smile sincerely. From here, Vita can recognize his good heart even though his style of speech is considered quite firm and tends to be what it is.

“God, it turns out you are not as bad as the media reports. You have a bigger heart space to forgive someone,” Praise Vita smiling.

“Because I love her, Auntie. I'm not as good as you think either. Because until now, I have not been able to forgive my own mother.”

 “It is true what the saying says, do not know then do not love. Warai someone will not be able to know if we do not know close.” Vita clasped the hand of this beautiful girl, “Thank you for giving me your time to talk to me. With this, Auntie so know what you really like,” and why my son can fall in love with you, he continued in his heart.

“Sama-sama Aunt. I also apologize if there is a way of speaking that is less pleasing in the heart of Auntie.”

Vita nodded, both of them scrambling to pay for drinks. Zara finally relented to this old man. The two shook hands and hugged before finally parting ways to their respective cars. But what makes him surprised—he saw Facade who turned out to be already in there.

“Hah, why did you get here? Keep getting in the car? Wear what?” tanyanya.

“You always leave your car keys, your phone, your bag, and all your money in the car, Sloppy!”

“Why are you always everywhere?”

“It doesn't matter. What matters is that you go home now. Files must be signed quickly to be processed quickly.”

Seriate.