Don't Call My Name

Don't Call My Name
Misjudged you


“Why?” asked Cici who was surprised by his attitude, “ada wrong as I said just now?”


“You are stupid,” said Fasad did not hesitate to say it.


“Iya, I'm stupid. Even so stupid, I always accept fully you who always hurt me,” reply is no less sharp, “ayolah, we will also be happy with our own lives. He expected you again and handed you over to me completely.”


“Which I ask, why do you not know this big news?!” snapped again, “where have you been all this time, huh? Have eyes, have ears but not dipake!”


“And I was clear earlier, I have no more business with him.” Cici remained calm against this snarling lion, because emotions could not be faced with the same attitude. “Come on, we go home,” Cici tried to extend her hand. But a moment later, Fasad brushed his hand away.


“Okay, I want to tell you something that I saw a few days ago when we last met, at his house,” Cici said again shortly after sighing deeply, “i did find a strange thing in Zara's house and do not know why, he did a briefing with his team at night. Time that should have been used for everyone to rest.”


Pause for a moment, he continued, “His guest room was cleared. Maybe that room will be used as the venue for the application event. This is just my guess, but most likely it is true because now Ustaz Ray is widowed.”


“Not useful your news, all of it has happened!” again, Facade snapped at him at will in a public place like this as if it did not matter that there were many pairs of eyes looking at him, full of questions.


“What good is it for you, Fa? You will also be happy with me. I've given it all.”


“My goal is to get married just for revenge. So that Madame Miranda may know the name of destruction. But that plan has failed now, so there's no point in us continuing with this damn wedding plan!”


“Facade! Stop!” cici exclaimed with a feeling of being smashed to pieces. He was like a piece of meat torn apart by the nail of the victim. “You can't care less like this, we've planned it almost eighty percent ..” he lowered his voice at the end of the sentence, “even not only that, we've slept together.”


“Salah herself, why did you become a cheap woman! New in the lure of a little, immediately willing. So, be a girl, don't be stupid! Don't cheesy! Zara was never like that.”


Deg.


Cici felt her heart grow sick. Her tears finally gushed out soaking her cheeks. And with the rest of the courage he had, Cici again said, “I am indeed not Zara, Fa. I'm like this because I love you and for everything I do, you're gonna promise me a wedding. I am a woman who has been alone for a long time. My widowed status makes me think we are in the same position. With hope, we can both accept each other's circumstances. Turns out I misjudged you. You are just a coward!”


Cici's long description became their last conversation. Before finally Cici returned Fasad's phone and quickly went from there himself.


Cici was already disappointed with the attitude of her future husband's plan. This time, he promised not to beg Fasad to continue this marriage. Because Cici is sure, a good man will take responsibility with every word that comes out of his mouth. Especially the one called commitment.


The facade itself was still in place. He was very disappointed because his plan had been broken completely by the reality. Damnit damnit! His mind continues to grieve.


Elsewhere, there is a pair of brides and some bridesmaids who are doing a dress rehearsal.


Right at Hotel GH Central Jakarta, Zara is being trained how to bring herself at her wedding later. It's still a long time, but they have to come today. Because everyone is on holiday because of the red date, there are other things that must be re-confirmed about the concept of the decoration they choose. Whether or not they are in accordance with their previous wishes. So less is more.


“Yes, like that. So it's pretty simple, right? But still do not reduce the meaning,” said the MC candidate from the Wedding Organizer who was appointed for the round event later.


Zara strongly agrees, “Again I am lazy to change clothes. I want it, fast paced. Most series of events just make tired, where the make up is also very long,” said Zara afterwards.


“True, Sister. Different from men, mah stay sat-set powder, perfume spray instantly look stunning.”


“Already,” replied Ray nodding politely. They decided to go home when it started late in the evening. When all the tasks are done.


The two of them go into each other's car while occasionally lyricizing each other and smiling. Yes, just like that it feels very thrilling. Ah, it's so nice that his name falls in love. It feels like the world belongs to both so they want to be quickly destroyed.


0858 777 666 xx: four more days, Ra.


Zara got the message when she was on her way.


Zara: yes, I will not forget. Why anyway?


0858 777 666 xx: gapapa. That was a long time ago, my goodness.


Zara: Where the hell are you going, spout?


0858 777 666 xx: if halal can be calmer, Ra. Not keep meowing.


Zara: the cats of kali, ah.


Zara smiled to herself when she replied to a short message. Same with the man across there.


Unlike the other woman somewhere who was crying, once she saw and heard the latest gossip about her ex-husband.


The one from yesterday asked to fall. Uh, actually got cyduk ama capturan hengpon jadul Minceu.


Btw thanks, yes. Because I want to work together to leak this happy news. Hopefully the same with his second marriage, Z Ma'am.


Another one forgets. Hopefully there is no curse of the former at the wedding later yes, aamiin.


The caption was accompanied by a video of the two of them looking at each other in love. Walk in the middle of a large room that is planned to be used as a wedding venue.


“And I sued you, but somehow I still hurt. Moreover, the person you marry is the one who is clearly your past. It's all the more obvious that you're actually just in love with her, not me. Or maybe ... You just pretended amnesia let me give up and stop?”


A woman named Hamidah fell to the floor. He called out Ray's name while laughing at his own defeat.


Hamidah wondered for himself. Was it first ...he who was less patient in facing his household exams?


Seriate.


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