Don't Call My Name

Don't Call My Name
Terms Must be Married


Chapters 16.


“This is my room,” said Hamidah as soon as they reached his house. A unit of the room she showed her husband—which they planned to temporarily occupy. That is until the new apartment begins to fill in the various kinds of furniture needed.


“No likes, huh?” ask Hamidah because Rayyan just stood still, “sorry, maybe not as good as you usually occupy.”


“No problem,” replied Rayyan went into it and opened the peci and his watch, “I want to take a shower.”


“Mandilah. I'll get your clothes in the car.”


“Thank you Za—, sorry, Mida I mean.” Rayyan.


Hamidah's face changed completely at the time the name was almost thrown out. The once enthusiastic face had now become grim. Of course he knows who ‘Za’ Rayyan means, namely Zara Angel Purnawirawan. Well, this is not true, her mind. What if Rayyan had really fallen in love with that woman without her noticing? Thought so far away.


“Sorry, you don't think too far, I just mispronounced because we used to work together,” said the man as if understanding what the Wife thinks.


Hamidah said afterwards, “It looks like we need to talk.”


“We'll talk tonight.” Rayyan smiled and touched Hamidah's cheeks, just to encourage her. Fortunately, he could soon be back.


Next day.


Zara just put her book in the car seat pocket. A thick book that he never lived wherever he went. Not only reading, he also memorized and understood the contents. Amazingly, it did not take up to two weeks Zara had almost memorized one juice in the midst of busy work. Only, how to read it is still a lot that is not true. He still desperately needed Rayyan to accompany him to learn—but it seemed like it would no longer be possible. Because their circumstances are so different.


Accompanied by Grace, the two are now heading to a building that is still in the East Jakarta area. PT Purnawisata Tbk's. Companies engaged in tourism consulting. Including providing advice, advice, feasibility studies, planning, control, management, and studies in the field of tourism business. The company began commercial operations about 30 years ago.


“It seems we are planning too much anyway?” asked Grace in hindsight, she felt so, “we haven't even met the new agency yet.”


Zara momentarily stunned. He just remembered, yesterday's incident made him cancel his contract with his old management. After all, he felt the management of the artist was not too good for him. Zara felt the news of the controversy attached to her was because of their interference.


“Zar? Kok even silent.” Grace was anxious until her reflexes pinched her hand.


“Ih, pain know!” Zara grumbling.


“Means if there is a person it is answered.”


“I again thought,” he paused for a moment, “like you said yesterday, instead we can try to find another way?”


“You want to vacuum from the entertainment world first for a while?” ask Grace to make sure.


“If yes, what do you think?”


“I've said before, haven't I? I always support whatever your decision.”


Zara sighed deeply, “At least I still have a little savings for the next few months. Until that company I can fight for.”


Zara responded to Grace's question, “But if I fail and this plan even becomes a threat to myself, I want to sell the house and try to find luck in other countries.”


“To where? Don't snitch, deh. Time you want to leave me alone.”


“You're like my tail, going everywhere must come.”


“I'll be with you,” said Grace lips after, “lagian you want to go to which country? There is no toilet, you know. Warteg also does not exist.”


“Gosh,” hiss Zara because Grace thought of that instead. It sucks!


A few minutes later, they arrived at the office of the late Purnawirawan. Zara's birth papi who died 15 years ago. Exactly at the time he was still in a white-gray uniform.


Going inside, both of them were treated very well by the receptionist. Find out who this time is their guest. The two even got to the room they were going to.


“Nah, this is the place, Ma'am,” said a woman who drove him there. And after the door was knocked, both of them suddenly heard the voice from inside. Lawyer Ruji Rusmana.


“Thank God, you came here. Om always waiting for your arrival,” he said as soon as Zara and Grace sat in front of him, “but before Om explained the reason, Om let Zara explain first her purpose of coming here.”


“Om ..” said Zara who this time began to shed tears. Somehow his feelings were so full considering how hard his papa struggle to build this business. Unfortunately, before he enjoyed his own efforts, the bad guys took everything from him without mercy. Miranda and Ruben's affair becomes a wound, a grudge, and a trauma that Zara has felt all along. Only Zara knows that love does not always end happily. Just like he and he feel now.


Because the crying sounds slicing, Grace took the initiative to take a tissue and give Zara a chance to calm down.


“Do I not have the rights to my own property?” asked Zara after being able to control herself again, “aku miserable, Om. Didn't you see how I've been trying to survive?”


“You obviously have,” replied Ruji immediately made Zara widen her pupils, “ini is also what Om will tell you. But the problem—”


Zara instantly interrupts, “Why? Can't do? Because Papi's stepmother I took over everything?”


“Sabar, Zar. Patience,” Grace tries to calm down by rubbing her back, “wait until Om Ruji finishes talking.”


“It's not like that, Zara. You wrong. Mr. Ruben actually helped you to run this company before you got married. Because you are not yet qualified to take over everything.”


“What are the terms?” ask Zara with emotional overflow, “will Zara fill.”


“According to the contents of the will, all assets will switch to yours after you get married.”


Hearing that left Zara stunned for quite some time. Be married? Inner calls. Never mind getting married, only wishful thinking has not been thought of by him. Who should she marry? Given the candidates he did not have the picture. The only man close to her is Grace. It was just a half-baked man.


"It seems like there's a misunderstanding here. We need to sit down with your parents. "


"No need, Om," Zara exclaimed, "Om don't know what happened when I was a kid." Zara stood up and took someone beside her, "Come, Grace. We home. I'm gonna find a future husband."


Seriate.