Don't Call Me an Actor
Nafa's Anxiety

I'm still laying my body on Mess's couch. The existence of Ms. Meta and her mother that I had seen before, made at least my mind was not calm. My heart suddenly thumped very fast, there was a sudden fear of ambushing.

"Yes, Lord, may there be nothing with me and this fetus that I bear." I prayed in my heart to calm my grief.

My break time is still quite long, which is 25 minutes away. I use it for lunch. Before the break I nitip lotek and rujak with Santi. Coincidentally stalls next to boutiques selling rames and lotek rice.

The break time is running out, I immediately move on and clean up my used meal. My stomach feels full eating a lotto one lincuk that seems a lot, but I eat everything without waste. My pregnancy really loved vegetables and fruits. Moreover, the fruits that have been formulated into a dish, making my nausea reduced.

I went back to the boutique with a sense of anxiety. It's nothing, I'm just afraid Madam Meta does things that make me wretched even harm my fetus.

Arriving at my room, Santi immediately approached me and gave me a special report. "Nad, there's a visitor asking you. She wondered who had designed the evening dress she liked. But I'll just answer at the request of Mrs Delia, our boss. I'm telling you, the designer at this boutique doesn't do his job here. He sent the finished stuff."

"So he also asked whose designer name he was. I showed it near the neck, there's your name, that's where Santi told me.

"Ohhhh! Well, then, thank you San. You've followed Bu Delia's direction not to reveal who the designer of this dress is."

"But I wonder why Ms. Delia is protecting your identity in this boutique. It's great if you're known at this boutique. I guarantee you're not the only one who's famous, but this boutique can beat our top artist's Fortuna boutique."

"Ahhh.it doesn't matter to me San, I don't even want others to know me. I just want my famous work" tepisku. Santi smiled at my words.

The hour came home, I immediately packed all my work equipment. One by one the boutique employees rushed to the exit. I waited for Mr. Maman The driver sent by Mas Sakti to pick me up.

It's been almost five minutes I've been waiting for Mr. Maman, but Mr. Maman hasn't come yet. I don't know where I was. I've been restless waiting for Mr. Maman. I stood up and reached for Hpku to send a WA message to Mama Sukma. But not until I contacted Mama Sukma, suddenly Hpku rang. Mas Sakti called me.

"Yes, Assalamu'alaikum....!"

"Darling...is still in the boutique? Mr Maman hasn't picked you up yet?"

"No, Mas. Maybe the car broke down or got stuck."

"Mas is worried about this."

"Awwww....!" my screams suddenly when there is a car in front of there whose position moves to the left side with a fairly high speed. My HP instantly bounced, the voice of Mas Sakti was no longer heard.

My body slammed backwards onto something that seemed to support my body. I was quick to block my stomach to protect it from impact or anything that might harm my fetus.

"Nap....!" the screeching sound was heard as the creaking of the car that had wanted to hit me passed at a high speed. I saw the car's color was metallic green. But I didn't get to see the nopol.

"Mas Raka....!" my sigh while feeling the pain in my stomach.

"www... hurts... !" my peek let out a sigh holding the pain from my stomach while holding it.

"Nafa.. come on. I'll take you to the clinic. Your legs are out of blood." Mas Raka panicked as she lifted my body. I grimaced with the cramp felt in my stomach.

"Your wife is bleeding, fortunately not a miscarriage. This blood coming out, from panic and stomach cramps," the doctor explained after we arrived at a clinic, leaving me wide in disbelief. Mas Raka who heard the Doctor call me his wife, seems relaxed even impressed to enjoy.

"Thank you, Doc....!" said Mas Raka with a smile.

"Your wife, you can go home. No one worries about the state of the fetus, safe. This is a prescription drug that you have to redeem" said the Doctor while giving a piece of prescription paper to Mas Raka. Mas Raka still didn't protest when the Doctor told me 'your wife. He just smiled flatly while receiving the recipe paper.

I'm grateful that nothing happened to my stomach, especially with my baby. When Mas Raka ended his conversation with the Doctor, Mas Raka approached me.

"Come on. You can go home. We're going home with the cure at the pharmacy." Mas Raka swiftly pushed the wheelchair I was sitting on towards the exit. There was mixed feelings surrounding me. Feeling embarrassed because of the help of Mas Raka who suddenly came to be my savior.

"Don't daydream.Your condition is not good, I'm afraid you drop!" persemat Mas Raka suddenly, who was already close beside me with a bag of medicine crackle in his hand. I flinched and then blushed in shame.

"Mas.thank you very much. If there is no Mas Raka, maybe Nafa has been slammed and fallen. Maybe... it could be Nafa miscarried.." I said as I said with words remembering the incident, and if no one was resting on my body, I might fall and fall.

"It's Naf, don't think about it. Maybe I was sent by God to help you when you were about to get lost. And I don't know, if all I'm helping is you."

"Nafa is so bad, always every time Nafa can be calmed, Mas Raka is always there to help Nafa. Nafa is really bad at receiving this help," I said.

"Don't think about it, I just said maybe God sent me to help you on purpose" he said.

"Come.. By the way you want to go home or just want to be in the hospital?" tanyanya with a full of jokes.

"Go home, Mas" I said while hiding my shame.

"But why did Mas Raka suddenly get to be in this town, especially near this Shafana boutique? Don't tell Mas Raka to stalk Nafa huh!" many wonder.

"I'm also surprised why I met you here. Are we destined for a mate.. ups....!" Mas Raka with a reflex closed his mouth as if feeling slurred. I just smiled wryly with Mas Raka's words just now.

"Working at the Shafana boutique, Mas."

"Working in a Shafana boutique? But all this time, I haven't seen you at the boutique?" Mas Raka was astonished.

"Iya Mas, Miss Delia accidentally closed Nafa's identity in the Shafana boutique. Bu Delia's goal is to protect Nafa's safety. Nafa doesn't matter, the important thing is that Nafa can still work" I said.

"Fortunately we found here. And I happen to be a fabric supplier in the Shafana boutique too. But, I didn't see you as long as I went to this boutique."

"Yes Mas, Ms. Delia deliberately gave instructions so that Nafa did not appear in the marketing room. Ms. Delia apparently knew the whereabouts of her former first wife Mas Sakti, she lived in this city as well. So in anticipation, Ms. Delia deliberately hid Nafa's identity and Nafa's existence. Although Nafa is in this boutique, but outsiders do not know that Nafa is here," I explained with a full day, given the kindness of Bu Delia giving a job while trying to protect me from the evil Ma'am Meta. That's Ms. Delia's conclusion why she's trying to protect my existence.

"Ohhh so.. Good also Miss Delia. Ms. Delia is indeed a good boss and responsible to his men, I am also happy to work with him," said Mas Raka, overwhelmed by the kindness of his partner Bu Delia.

"So, you said your husband's ex-wife first. They're separated?" tanya Mas Raka looked astonished. I just nodded small.

"I thought you were going to split up," ceplos Mas Raka looked ahead with a blank look.

"Why Mas, Mas Raka wants Nafa to separate from Nafa's husband?" I was so curious about Mas Raka's answer.

"Ohhh. But if God gives way, then I'm happy. And I could have a chance of having you." Mas Raka's confident reply did not feel any doubt anymore.

"For to be honest, I was expecting you. But apparently you were married when you met me. And I was very disappointed when I found out you were married to a married man" he said frankly. The handsome face of the young man beside me seemed to be overwhelmed with disappointment.

"It's Nafa's destiny, Mas. And at that time Nafa did not know if Nafa was married by a married man. If you may choose, Nafa only wants to marry a single man," I reply no less feel disappointed and guilty considering the past events that knew Mas Sakti was married, he said, when Ms. Meta and her mother came to my residence in the city *Kaktus*.

"So this is how, you want to go straight home or....!!!??"

"Nafa went home to his mother Mas Sakti. Let Nafa ride Grab, Mas. Mas Raka did not have to take Nafa home. Nafa doesn't feel good to trouble Mas Raka on, "cut me quickly.

"No, let me take you. It's in front of my car anyway." Finally our chatter stopped when the wheel pushed by Mas Raka arrived near the parking lot.

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Mas Sakti's Concerns

Mas Raka's car arrived in front of Mama Sukma's house, I immediately got off before Mas Raka looked like helping me down. Actually the pain in the stomach because of cramps, I still feel when I want to get off the car. Mas Raka realized it, then pushed me towards the gate of Mama Sukma's house.

Along with that behind Mas Raka's car, suddenly Mas Sakti's car also arrived. Mas Sakti seemed to come down in a hurry and approached us. I who was wedded Mas Raka immediately released Mas Raka's handrails.

Mas Sakti seemed very worried and upset to see me who was swept by Mas Raka. Maybe Mas Sakti was jealous.

"Darling...What is this? Last time Mas called, why did you scream and HP you can no longer Mas phone?" Mas Sakti was very worried and grabbed my body regardless of Mas Raka who had helped me.

"Guarden dong his wife, do not be left alone. You know, someone wants to hurt your wife. If you don't become a husband, give me Lafa!" mas Raka said. Mas Sakti returned Mas Raka's gaze no less furious to hear Mas Raka talk like that, which he thought greatly underestimated him.

"Don't talk recklessly, you kid! I'm still a husband. I wasn't by her side when she was in a disaster doesn't mean I don't care. As if you're talking a no-no, I broke your leg," Mas Sakti threatened indignantly.

Mas Raka replied to Mas Sakti's words with a sneering smile.

"Of course, there is no need to argue anymore. Nafa was already not strong enough to lay Nafa's body," my senses stopped the dispute between Mas Raka and Mas Sakti. Both seem to be unwilling to give up.

"Come on... My mother!" invite me to weld the end of Mas Sakti. "Mas Raka.. thanks for the help!" I said thank you while waving my hands towards Mas Raka. Mas Raka nodded as he passed and returned to his car. While Mas Sakti, looks unhappy when I am friendly to Mas Raka.

I was pushed Mas Sakti to the house. In the middle room there is already Mama Sukma. He seemed very anxious waiting for my presence. Maybe Mama Sukma already got the news about me from Mas Sakti.

"Darling... What happened? Why not be with Mr Maman, did Mr Maman pick you up earlier? But...where is Mr. Maman, until this hour he has not returned?" Mama Sukma rolled her eyes to and fro looking for the figure of Mr. Maman.

"Nafa wasn't picked up by Mr. Maman, Ma. Nafa was waiting for 4 hours and 5 minutes. However, when Nafa received a call from Mas Sakti, suddenly there was a car that grazed Nafa. Fortunately there was Mas Raka who helped Nafa," I said recounting the incident this afternoon when returning from the Shafana boutique.

"Raka, who's Raka?" Mama Sukma astonished.

"He's a partner of Shafana's boutique, Ma. Coincidentally Nafa knew, he was Nafa's upperclassman at school. And Mas Raka who drove Nafa to the clinic, because Nafa had bleeding," I said.

"What... bleeding?" Mama Sukma screamed in surprise.

"Yes, Ma. Nafa had bleeding. And fortunately there was Mas Raka who held Nafa's body so that Nafa did not slam."

"But.. You and your baby are okay, right, baby? Wow.. This danger is Sakti. We can't let Nafa out without our supervision. Mama is afraid this is the result of your divorce and Meta. Mama suspects, if this is really their actions, they may still hold a grudge and Nafa is the target," said Mama Sukma worried.

"Sakti also agrees with Mama, but we must first ask Nafa, at least there are a few directions before concluding," said Mas Sakti. Mama Sukma nodded in understanding.

"Honey, about the time you get stuck there is something suspicious or awkward, no?" Mas Sakti asked curiously.

"Nafa, just looking at the car grazing it was metallic green. But I didn't get to see the police number" I explained, recalling the incident.

"Green metallic!" guman Mas Sakti thought by holding his head.

Not long after, the figure of Mr. Maman Driver Mama Sukma appeared, he put his car into the gate and re-parked as usual. Mr. Maman ran a small run across the living room while bowing respectfully.

"Sorry, Mom! I was not able to pick up Non Nada, suddenly my car tire deflated at the intersection of the road ahead there. My HP also died because of the battery so I could not contact Bi Nia or Mang Bubun to tell me that I could not pick up. I had to find a repairman who could be called, and finally got after 15 minutes of searching. Once again I apologize, because I can not pick up Non Nada, "sorry Mr. Maman because he could not pick me up earlier home from work.

"Cock, Mama feels weird! Suddenly Mr. Maman was deflated, and Nafa was dragged by a car." Mama Sukma astonished.

"Sakti also felt that something was awkward. This may have something to do with....!"

"Mama doesn't want my granddaughter and mother's daughter-in-law why-why. Sakti tried to investigate, Mama became worried about letting Nafa go to work, fortunately there was someone who helped," cut Mama Sukma worried.