Don't Call My Name
Sloppy Girl!

Chapter 4.

Zara was hospitalized a week ago. Today, he has been allowed to go home by doctor—but with a note, must remain in control and diligently take his medicines regularly.

Grace takes Zara to her room. Incidentally, his condition also still remained the same as yesterday they left behind. No housekeeper dared to enter her room other than Grace. Because they only entered according to the permission of the Host. “Looks like your room should be cleaned first, Zar. Change the sheets maybe to make them fresher. You've been leaving him for a week.”

Zara nodded. He also got back out of bed. But before he left the room, the girl found Rayyan's handbook scattered on the floor. He took it and reopened it. This made him remember the beginning of their meeting.

At the time, he was in a studio building where he was invited as a guest star. Zara was about to go home because besides the event was over, it was getting late at night. As promised, Grace will pick him up and he says that his car is close. But by the time he got out, he couldn't find Grace's car there. Meanwhile, some reporters, outside were already waiting for him for clarification.

Reluctant to face their questions that are felt to be a waste of time, even—Zara has no other choice. He had already come out and had to save himself. Coincidentally in front of him there is a stop car that just dropped off passenger—entah who it is, he does not know. But what's on his mind right now is sneaking into that car that he thinks is a taxi.

Sontak Zara said after closing the door, “Sorry, sorry. I do not mean evil, I just want to ask for help.” His face was unsettled and repeatedly looked back. Every now and then he stares at a man sitting in the steering chair, “We just walk right away let me explain later.”

Look at the man's eyes like confusion, but just obey what the woman says. Of course he is no stranger to the woman next to him who often wara-wiri appear on television and social media. His followers also know not a little. Zara Angel has over 10 million followers on her blue tick lovagram.

“I'm being pursued by reporters for clarification. But I was lazy to face them,” explained Zara after a while later, “sorry, yes if I trouble you. My manager's out of nowhere. He said he was almost here. So I just got in this car to find it safe.”

“Yes, it's okay,” replied Rayyan briefly without caring too much let alone turning her head.

“Sorry, are you a driver?” Zara asked very carefully.

“Not.”

“Oh, jeez.” After saying so, Zara patted her forehead. “Once again I'm sorry. But if you don't mind, can you please take me out there? I'm in a precarious state.” Zara showed the building in front, precisely to the Hotel building that stood not far from the road they were currently passing. He asked to stop here because he felt that in that place he could be safer and not too far for Grace, if the handsome man caught up with him.

“Good, Brother.”

“By the way, we don't know each other yet. My name is Zara,” Zara said, but the man rejected her with a smile and slightly nodded his head. Of course Zara knows that shaking hands with a gentleman like him is impossible by touching each other. Understanding the point, Zara again lowered her hand.

“My name is Rayyan,” replied the man turned his head at a glance.

“What do you need, why are we in the same building? Or you part of ...”

“I dropped off my friend who entered this studio earlier. He said invited for the sahur event,” interrupted Rayyan with a little smile.

“Oh, yes?” said Zara rather jerking, “what's her name?”

“Ardito.”

“Oh, Brother Dito?” Zara nodded her head, “ya, I know her. We often shoot together. Unfortunately, I did not see him. Eh, but if you meet the free one too, the moment is less fitting. I avoided the media in front of the studio. Are you a close friend of Dito's?”

“Rightly like that, because we happen to have a business in the same field.”

“Sama-sama, Brother.”

“See you again.”

But without Rayyan knowing it, Zara left her phone in her car seat. Rayyan also did, the man only realized when he had arrived at his own home. So that night, Rayyan was forced to run open Zara's phone to find cell phone contacts that she could contact.

Luckily, the phone didn't have a screen lock. Good smart lock (fingerprint), pattern or password.

“Basic sloppy girl!” said astonishment.

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“Lucky you memorized my number, if not? What do you want to go home with?” grace's nagging when Zara got in her car.

“I can order a taxi time, Grace,” replied Zara did not want to take a headache.

“Iya, keep your HP how if you have missed this?” Grace will babble at length if Zara makes a mistake again. He is the most difficult person and cares if anything happens to the artist. And it was purely because of the affection for this woman that he had considered to be part of his own family—to be exact ever since he began to enter into Zara's life.

Just like when he was about to pick her up. In fact, Grace had warned not to go out before she really arrived. But Zara was indeed a careless woman so she was often apes because of her own actions.

“Hp is the most important asset. What if there are bad people who want to hijack the contents? Never used the smart lock. It could be getting ruined, Zara. Don't explain, you know.”

“I'm sure he's not a bad guy.”

“Plese, Zara. Man cannot judge by his cover. You don't always like to think that everyone is good.”

Zara fell silent. Not without reason, the atmosphere will increase more and more if he serves every word Grace who is unrelenting even though every speech is true.

A few minutes later, the two reached Zara's residence. Grace first goes down to open the trunk and drops off the dress that Zara will be wearing tomorrow for a product shoot. He also advised before leaving, “Tell me if there is anything or want to go where.”

“You don't want to stay here?” tanya Zara, “ini is already night, you know.”

“No, I have to keep going home,” refuse Grace thrusting the remaining accessories items, “take these into.”

“HP me how, Grace?”

“Let me help find.”

“Thank you for today, Grace. See you tomorrow.”

Grace nodded, but before she actually left, her phone rang a sign of the phone coming in. It turned out that Zara's mobile number was left behind.