Don't Call My Name
Arguing Each Other

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“H-hai, Fasad,” said Zara greeted first after a few minutes the situation paused with silence. Hopefully, the greeting can slightly melt the originally tense atmosphere. “Are you okay?”

But Fasad refused to answer his bases. Precisely the two eyeballs were getting sharper to Rayyan and suddenly, both hands jerked Rayyan's body until the man almost crashed, if he was not strong enough to hold his impulse.

“What do you mean come-come directly like this?” ray asked without thinking.

“Hell for you if one day you hurt Zara, remember that!” threatening Facade pointed to both eyes of the interlocutor.

After three more months in prison, this man is still haughty as before. Still like to make a fuss without being known the aftermath of the problem. The problem may be trivial, but the anger is ingrained. So vindictive.

“No need for you to remember, I won't do it, she's my wife!” reply Ray no less loud and full of emphasis at the end of his sentence. He could barely control his emotions when challenged by the man who had previously violated that nature.

“I can take it from you if you don't take good care of it!” threaten Facade back.

“Just take care of your own life rather than dizzy thinking about people's wives!” as much as possible, Ray kept his lips from uttering harsh words in the midst of this dispute. It's a shame that inappropriate speech is heard by people around you.

Luckily the corridor was quiet, so he was not too worried about being noticed by people passing by.

“Job!?” The facade gripped the collar of the clothes that Ray was wearing, but had to come back down because Ray pushed it harder.

“Why? No thank?!” exciting Rayyan, “that's a fact! Look there, the woman you never saw, you should just think about her. He sacrificed so much for you! Willa to do anything for you, accept you as you are, but always ignore!” Ray pointed at Cici who was standing with tears.

“Bjakkkk!?” speak of Fasad once again.

“You can just curse, curse and keep blaming everyone, even I who obviously has nothing to do with you! Have I ever made a mistake with you?”

“Yes, because in my eyes you are nothing but dirt!” reply Facade immediately.

“Jaga your mouth?!” Ray stomps powerfully onto the body of the Facade. “Even before today I never knew you?! You make me mad!?”

At the age of marriage, Zara had just seen her husband can be this angry, as selfish as any behavior she sometimes admitted was very annoying.

That's the sign, the facade has gone too far.

“Where exactly are the brains of the people in this country, so they call you by the call of an Ustaz?” Fasad's laughing tone sounded extremely disdainful to Rayyan. “How can a person like you lead the wider community, while building your own household you fail?”

“If you don't know the story better shut up!” sahut Zara stood up to defend her husband. “Vilifying someone won't make you look better!”

Facade screeched to Zara, “Lelaki like that only you defend to all his. What excess? Do I need to remind you again? How did he put you down? You stupidly gave yourself up. Hmh! Your eyes are blind.”

Zara shook her head, “Then what's your business if it's the truth?”

“See how stupid you are, Zara?!”

“Better I'm stupid than smart with the same way of life you,” reply Zara with bated breath because because of the taste of her whim. He's easily sad because of the little things now. “Already Facade. There is no point in us connecting the ropes of hostility. You're gonna be a father now. Just focus on that. If you can't be nice to everyone, at least you can be nice to them.” Zara's gaze led to Cici who was also trying to hold back her crying while rubbing her stomach.

There has been a lot of time that Cici went through over the past few months with a very severe test, not to mention ... had to take care of Tia Rumana who is actually not who she is because they never married.

She's only here because she's pregnant with her granddaughter and in the name of humanity because Tia doesn't have anyone anymore. While his son, there was in prison. If the one who was corrupted by the Facade was another woman, who could guarantee that she would be able to survive here? Even after being repeatedly hurt?

Either what will end if later the sacrifice is not also accepted by the Facade. Her request was only small, Cici just wanted the man to acknowledge his son. Because now, he no longer cared about marriage. The woman stopped expecting it. For him now the most important thing is his son. Yeah, both are enough.

Facades no longer talk. The man then passed into the ward without caring for Cici who was still standing pensively.

Zara approached Cici, rubbing her shoulders hoping this could help calm her down a bit. “You're patient, yes.”

Cici nodded. Along with that, his tears immediately touched the surface of the floor.

“I'm ready to help you if you need help again,” said Zara again clasped her hand to give her support. As a sign that there is no longer a barrier between them. Zara Legowo to accept Cici as her friend again, if the woman is willing.

The couple was still standing on the spot, before Zara turned her head. Meet Rayyan's view and ask how she is now after arguing with the man.

“Udah no papa, let's go out.” Ray took Zara's hand away.

“Sorry that he offended you many times,” Zara said as they walked down the corridor.

“Why should you apologize? Kan, it's not you who's wrong,” reply.

“You would never have been hit and treated as inappropriate as Facade if I hadn't caused it. He knows you through me.”

“That's it, don't think about it. He just can't express his feelings in the same smoother language.” Rayyan turned her head and looked at her more intensely, “She still loves you.”

Zara laughed when she heard Fasad still loved her through her husband. It felt a bit strange because of Ray as usual. Huh, loh? Didn't they just fight? What should it be, anyway?

“Kok looks like you're ordinary? Not jealous of that?”

“Ngapain jealous of her? I've got everything from you. Most special of these,” Rayyan is staring down, a place where both of her investments are expanding.

“Ih!” Zara was amused to the reflex of pinching her husband's back. The two walked around occasionally joking and laughing. So that people who see also become flowers because they feel how warm their love.

“We go straight to the office, right?” ask Zara.

“Ngak,” replied Ray quickly.

“Kok is?” ask Zara to demand.

“Partially know use tanya!”

“His cruelty is my husband!” Zara stop. Lips pouting. “Ntar malem close shop, ah.”

“No papa, no screwdriver key to open door.” Rayyan chuckles. Intentionally made the woman even more upset. Like there is a sense of satisfaction for him if he managed to make Zara crumble or cry. He was very spoiled for her. Just like a child.

“Happy birthday to my wife .. barakallahu laka. May Allah repay your sacrifice of being a mother ..”

Eh, Zara suddenly widened her eyes as soon as she heard her birthday.

“Thank you for being my life friend. Sorry I can't celebrate, because it's a haram legal birthday. It is not our tradition as a Muslim,” he said then kissed his forehead.

“Kok me myself even forgot?”

“No problem, the important thing is I always remember your birthday.” Rayyan smiled. “For example, you want to talk later after the card is ready. But yes already, now just mumpung moment again pas.”

“What's the card?”

“Reclaration.”

“Pake all secrets,” details.

“If you are told, it will not be a surprise again, dong, Ra.”

Moments later, Zara was pensive given her diminishing age. “I'm getting older, huh?”

“But it doesn't look old. You are beautiful and will always be beautiful.”

Both cuddle. Promise to be together forever and never hurt each other.

Seriate.

Season one is over.