Don't Call My Name
Can This Photo Answer All?

54.

“Iya, Mami again in RS,” said Zara answered briefly a series of questions Cici just now.

He had wanted to get angry, or treat Cici badly for daring to take the Facade from her secretly. But after seeing his face like this, somehow the intention just vanished.

It was only natural that he felt so, because Cici had robbed him of his trust. Breaking her belief all along, that Cici is the best friend and understands her.

Ardito once said that Fasad knows everything about him. Turns out, taste his spies. He told his girlfriend everything!

Cici said again, “Sorry, yes. I'm bothering you malem-malem. Where else is busy. Sorry yes, temen-temen.”

“Gapa, Ci ...” answer everything simultaneously.

“Again there is a photo shoot, or what event?”

“Nothing. Just a briefing,” Zara replied immediately.

“How are you Mami doing now?”

“Em, a minute yes, Ci. We want to take care of our business first. Only then did we talk. Not long.”

“Oh, okay-okay. Sorry I keep interrupting.” Cici pampit retreat. He headed to the living room, sitting there to wait until Zara finished her briefing.

“Eh, there is Kak Cici .. when comes?” Devi who accidentally passed by then asked.

“Newly sampe, Mbak Dev ...”

“You drink what, my tar make.”

“No need ... People just want to stop by for a break, really, Mba.”

“Let's say thirsty, yes. Or if you want to take it yourself please, it's in the fridge over there. There any drink is,” point it towards the clean kitchen.

“Iya, easy. Kan, I'm used to here.” But now Cici's focus was on the items scattered in the corner near the stairs, “This is like the same flowers urns in the living room, deh. Intentionally in order, Ma'am? Or want to change the design of the living room?”

“Oh, this was indeed intentionally cleaned. You said Si Non, his living room would be used for the event,” replied Devi so. Because he did not know what event was meant by his employer.

“What way, yes?” tanya Cici astonishment, “shots or thanksgiving show Bu Miranda cured times, ah.”

“Duh, don't know, Sis.. but if the event is a thanksgiving, surely now I have been told to start cooking.”

“Ya .. who knows catering.” Cici.

After a few minutes of waiting, Zara finally caught up with him to meet Cici.

“Well done?”

“Udah. If you want to relax, relax, Ci. I while getting ready otw to RS because,” said Zara up.

Not wanting to be left behind, Cici followed him, “Eh, I'm coming, dong. I want to look at him too. Your part from yesterday on the phone is not lifted, in the chat is also not read. Wh why? Have your new friends, now?”

I salute your confidence.

“I'm busy, Ci. Much work. Mami is also sick,” Zara reasoned.

“Yes, you're ready. Anything I want to help you with?”

“No need, the items I want to bring have been prepared are all the same Devi. I just want to change clothes with touch up doang.”

“Okay....” while waiting, Cici went around the very spacious room to see all the items there, especially the photos placed on top of the closet.

There is a photo of the late Om Purnawirawan. Very handsome with his coat in the past, was carrying his son when he was a child. It is certain that the child is Zara who has now transformed into a mature woman with so much beauty. So often it makes him feel envious.

Not only that, he also saw photos of Fasad in the view of Grace embracing Zara. They smiled at the camera. There is also a wedding photo of the two of them who are doing a simple marriage contract and witnessed by only a few people. But it doesn't seem to be in this house. Maybe in a house they used to live in together.

“You look so happy.”

A few minutes later, Zara finally came out of the dressing room. The woman was wearing a black suit and a matching hijab. After that, continue to wear perfume and lotion in front of the mirror. Not far from him.

Cici hoped that Zara would question him or chat as usual. They joke around, or simply discuss unimportant issues. But this time, ever since he came, he somehow felt something was different.

Zara is stiffer.

Not much talking.

It was like keeping a distance from him.

“You why, the hell, Ra. It doesn't seem that spirit. Any problem? Story, same as who.” Cici offered her ears willingly as she normally did.

“My problem is a lot, Ci. But there are things I can't tell,” Zara replied without looking.

“About family? Or work?”

“Friend.”

Degs....

A pal?

Cici repeated in her heart. Frankly he was very curious, but Zara had given him points at the beginning. There is something you cannot know more about.

“I doain, hope your problems with your best friend are soon finished. Let you be calm and happy again.” Cici approached and spread her arms to hug. And he was grateful that Zara would welcome him. Because that means, this woman's frustration doesn't lead to her.

While behind Cici's back, there were a few drops of Zara's tears that fell directly onto the floor. Quick, but very fast. But before they stretched out a hug, Zara quickly wiped it off.

“Udah, yuk, departure. I already called Mr. Heru tell the car nyiapin,” Zara take him down. But strangely, the woman did not leave because she looked at Cici so late and said like a person who was judging.

“Restore My Facade, Ci.”

Cici's face suddenly changed pias. His heart was like it was falling out and plunging from its place. Makes him think very hard and focused. Is this the cause of the problems that Zara is experiencing?

Did Zara know about her relationship with the man she was referring to? His mind is full of questions.

“M-you mean?” Cici was unable to hide her suddenly trembling voice.

But Zara's smile now relieved her a little.

“Fotoya,” he said later.

“Oh?” cici's eyes turned downward. It turned out ... the photo frame of the Facade is still in both hands.

“No way, you to RS bring that thing,” connect Zara again, “or do you like the picture? You can, you take it home.”

“No, no. Why do I bring it home, Ra. I accidentally kali..” Cici laughed at herself. “Lack of drinking, nih. No focus.”

“Yes, good time you want to take it home. Make point of the item to your girlfriend.”

Deg.

Again the words of Zara made Cici's body tremble.

“What do you mean, Ra? You are very strange to know, no..” this woman is pretending.

“How's Fasad doing now?” ask Zara without further ado, “just be honest if you have a relationship. I'm happy, if Fasad is more comfortable with you, Ci. But please don't be quiet like this.”

“Ra...” Cici tried to dodge, but was immediately interrupted.

“What this photo can answer everything?” Zara showed a photo of her phone showing the two of them in the middle of the corridor. Together and looking at each other. “I got another photo of your lovagram account,” she continued making Cici cry on the spot.

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