Don't Call My Name
Wedding Preparation

Chapters 12.

Zara returns alone after Grace's departure from her home. He laid his body on the bed thinking about how his life would be.

It felt like Zara wanted to go far away from this place and all her past to start her life from scratch again. But where should he go?

Zara has been destroyed, both her career and her love story that always ran aground so it is natural that she no longer has a passion for life. After all, not necessarily someone else accepted his arrival.

The loneliness of the job makes Zara's next days feel gloomy. In addition to spending time at home to sleep and all the boring activities, he also often hang out at the Cafe to just unwind - even if the hateful gaze of the people around him can never be avoided. Huh, if he could just pop their eyes, Zara would.

Grace had rarely come because she was busy at home taking care of her mother. Either true or just an excuse—Zara doesn't know exactly. The girl was trying to understand if Grace had finally walked away from her. Because he can no longer provide a guarantee of appropriate wages.

While elsewhere, the Al Fatir family is preparing for the wedding of the first grandchild in the family, namely Rayyan Eshan Altair— which is located in Al Furqon Mosque. Incidentally, not too far from this place. Rayyan was in her room. It had been called repeatedly, but it did not sound authentic from within so Vita thought her first son was resting.

“Already, let it go, dear. Maybe Sister last night studied until too late,” Vita told Mauza, her third child.

“Nice marriage is not, anyway?” chirping Umar from ceplos with his brother who like he never had the intention to get married, “if not the intention of mending the same I am here!”

“Hus!” sergeant his mama so that his son does not want to talk, “ can not talk like that, son. Talk alright.”

“Subject from earlier called do not want to go out. Though Papa wants to say important.”

“Kan, can later.”

“The problem isn't just that, Ma. This is her brother Hamidah also called here and kept him informed of his future husband, why the message has not been replied from last night. Lah, what is my business? Dizziness,” said Umar again half grumbling.

“Jawab just don't know. But don't get the gruff talk, yeah.”

“Overlay, handover, dowry, everything is ready, Ma?” Mauza interrupted their conversation while staring at one by one all the items they would bring on Sunday tomorrow.

“Live the dowry that has not been arranged,” replied Vita who was decorating the offerings in her container. "A set of instruments of equal prayer gold rings."

“Why not use the services of just anyone anyway, Ma?”

“If Mama can, why should anyone else?” replied Vita responding to her son's suggestion, “lagian hand skill Mama is also no less good. This is my hobby from a long time ago. Om Alif wedding with Onti Dara also used to be Mama who made.”

“Ngak, Son. My mom is happy to do it. This is special and applies to all children Mama later.”

Elsewhere, Hamidah is anxiously waiting for a reply from Rayyan who he has repeatedly contacted via message or call.

“I'm just worried you're sick, that's all,” muttered Hamidah stared at the phone screen.he then returned to his family who were also both busy like the Rayyan family. Prepare everything for Sunday tomorrow. “Hopefully by speeding up our marriage, Ustaz Rayyan can quickly love me.”

As an ordinary woman, Hamidah has a sense of fear and jealousy. The rumors that circulated made her feel angry, especially no defense that was heard from her future husband. That's what made him disappear for a long time. All of these allegations were denied when he contacted Zara directly via direct message. But instead of feeling calm, Hamidah even more afraid Rayyan really fell in love with Zara Angel who is more attractive than him. Therefore, they meet again to talk about their relationship so that everything becomes clearer.

“Yesterday you block me until I stop hoping, but now you instead ask to meet to ask for clarity,” Rayyan said as they sat together somewhere they promised. “You made me think that you would end this relationship.”

Hamidah interrupts immediately, “It's natural that I was angry yesterday. You are thought to have a relationship with Zara, but you enjoy it and are reluctant to inform her. It was as if the relationship was really happening. Is it wrong, as a woman I have jealousy?”

“Then now?” rayyan asked raising both eyebrows.

“I tried to contact Zara yesterday and asked her directly what your relationship was like. And I'm sorry to you because it turns out .. You guys have nothing to do. But ...” Hamidah paused his sentence and showed me the ring on his ring finger, “now I fear you are forgetting that we have already decided to marry each other. Even more fatally, you actually fell in love with her. You know, right, the woman I mean?”

Rayyan was silent. But his eyes continued to look into the eyeball of the girl who was continuing her long description. “I hope that will never happen because you can't possibly like a woman like her. I guess you can judge who he is and who I am.”

This time Rayyan spoke up, “You must not be arrogant, because it could be, someday he will change better than you, Hamidah. Because it is very possible to happen as long as the person has the will.”

“Hopefully so. He turned out to be better than me and was finally able to get a man like that too,” Hamidah said at last.

Rayyan. The two continued to discuss their relationship which will soon be legalized religiously and stately. Rayyan, who at that time was disappointed with who Zara really was, suddenly became more convinced—that Hamidah was her true soul mate. The best woman he chose. Not like Zara who incidentally is an artist with a prostitution scandal. Not hating people, but their bad behavior.

The second day after the meeting, the two families meet again to determine the date of the wedding. The family strongly agrees that their children have accelerated their marriage, which has been delayed for some time.

There were no invitations printed at the time because everything was done quickly and spread out virtually. But secretly, Hamidah printed himself some invitations to send directly to Zara and her manager. Just to mark that Rayyan is just his. Yeah, that's all Hamidah's real goal is. He thought, there was no harm in being assertive for the sake of maintaining what he had.

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Seriate.