Don't Call My Name
Don't Shame!

Brak!

A man about the same age as the Facade threw a piece of paper on the table, causing the owner to jump a little.

“What is this?” ask her with a cynical tone. That man is none other than Ardito. The invitation was until yesterday at his home, which then got him called to come here. Requesting clarity.

“Can't read?” tegah Facad's.

“No wind, no rain. Know you want to get married next week. Lo said he would only marry if he was one hundred percent healed. But, proof?” kecam Ardito still with standing position, “ liar! Your words can't be held, Fa! Taik, lo!”

“Gue has healed!” press it.

“Gue sure there's a point behind all this. Because Cici includes good temen Zara as long as you do not exist!”

“Anj*ng!” he threw a cigarette out of the house.

“Lo has hurt many people, Fa.”

“Neither talk, do not interfere in my affairs.”

“No change from yourself, Fa. Which there you even getting worse.”

“Gue has healed!” repeat it again.

“By your way this is enough to prove that you are still sick.” Ardito hiked hard collar Fasad shirt up with a raining gaze, “Kasih know me, what do you want to plan again with this wedding?”

“Not your business!” reply Facade is no less inflamed.

“Don't till you hurt Zara again just because you took revenge with her mom!” the dug is very precise. But a moment later Ardito laughed and threw Fasad's collar back roughly, “but dear ... Zara wants to marry someone else. And it looks like your plan failed.”

Ardito laughed it off again making the facade even hotter. “Do not let you fail this marriage and humiliate Cici just because your plan has failed. Or ...”

“Or what do you mean?” sela Fasad is impatient.

“Or you are a sissy!” spray this guy, “banci keep sissy.”

“Job!”

“Bans remain sissies!” Ardito repeated fearlessly so that even the Fasad resistance could not be avoided. The two engaged in a brief fight before the Facade was frozen using a lockdown trick.

Ardito then moved to leave him while threatening, “Gue first person who will come if you dare to hurt and humiliate Cici,” pointed it on a piece of paper with an invitation, “biar Cici you consider cheap, but he's still my cousin. And I will not hesitate to end people who have dared to harass those closest to me! Understood!?”

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When he almost got home, Zara was surprised to find his house surrounded by a large number of journalists. There was even one who was covering the state of his house by interviewing a security. Zara doesn't know what's going on. Feeling, lately he has never done any more harm or harm.

“Lha, how many journalists are here, sir?” ask Zara to the driver Mami was driving her.

From now on, Zara is no longer allowed to go alone. Miranda doesn't want to risk anything happening to her daughter ahead of a wedding like this. A mother will think of her child covering everything. Even before the child himself knows, what dangers will threaten.

“Wah, don't know, Non,” replied Heru the driver who had turned his car in the other direction to avoid them. Heru knew her employer did not like being chased like this for an interview. Except of his own volition.

Unable to decide where to pull over, Heru asked, “Where were we going this time, Non?”

“We go to Cafe V&Y aja,” Zara replied.

Heru complied and immediately directed his car to where it was headed.

Zara herself called her mother.

“Yes Allah, Son. From the phone why not lift up, Darling?” say a voice from across the street as soon as the phone is connected.

“I just found out even if Mami had called from earlier,” replied Zara.

“Emang hapenya where did you put?”

“There's in the bag. But I'm silent, anyway.” Zara chuckles, “tadi there wara-wiri phone call from the person who nawarin insurance, loans etc, so I'm silent. Fear of disturbing the surrounding residents.”

“Pillage.”

“Terus, Mami why my phone?”

“This, in front of a lot of journalists who are waiting for you to go home. One of them asked for a short interview, he said.”

“That's what I want to ask you too, Mam. It's a lie they say for a while, ntar if I nongol there put the body, until leg cramps will also not stop wondering.”

“Where are you now, Darling?”

“So we already want to get to the front of the house, but so see many people, we retreat again.”

“Continue now where to go?” Miranda repeated because she had not received an answer.

“Kirain you already know. Here, you know, the news of your marriage is already spreading. Then open it at lovagram, and Mami tagged really. Don't look for it anymore.”

“Oh my goodness, I expected. It must be because there is old school hempon,” said Zara laughed, “after I go home how?”

“There first, there was Mr. Heru too. You can ask him for help. Later if they're home, then Mami will be back again.”

“If nginap?”

“Kebangetan if you reach nginap. But if it really is so, you just wait there until tomorrow.”

“Teganya Mami, ih. I'm hungry too, Mam.”

“There right, there are many foods.”

“But I still prefer delicious Mami cuisine.”

“Even, same!”

“Send me some food, Mam..”.

“Yang really only, time to send food to the Cafe. Which place has your grandmother?"

“Mami forgot like, this has my future father-in-law, you know.”

“New candidate, not yet deal. Therefore have a head do not be filled with the same Ray continues, so no error.”

“I didn't err, Mam. Just stress doang, hihi.”

The phone was cut off when the conversation went everywhere. As planned, Zara stopped at Cafe V&Y. The place that destroyed it once. But now carve beautiful into unforgettable memories.

A few minutes sitting down and ordering coffee, Zara got a message.

0858 777 66 xx: not yet. Why not talk about it?

Gegas Zara replied to the message because Rayyan must be worried about her.

Zara: no. I'm here (sending a photo of the menu on the table, as well as the location)

0858 777 66xx: instead of going home instead there is in his Cafe Mama. Know that just now.

Zara: not going home. There are a lot of reporters at home.

0858 777 66 xx: I know.

Know where?

0858 777 66xx: if you want to rest just say it to the mother, ask for help to take you upstairs, there is a room. Small, anyway. But it's pretty comfortable. I used to sleep there.

Zara instantly widened her eyes. Suspicious that all this time Ray was just pretending amnesia. Not like rambling, he immediately asked again;

Zara: uh, how do you remember what you used to be? Don't-don't???

0858 777 66 xx: do not suudzon. There are some I remember. Including about us (spiked with saraphaeyo stickers)

Zara: continue to. Who is teaching? The feeling used to be like an ice cube in Canada.

0858 777 66 xx: The Zara.

Zara: what? I never did that. You are a strange one.

0858 777 666 xx: don't make the gemes, then I can go there.

Zara: follow if you dare.

0858 777 666 xx: nantang nih, the story?

Zara doesn't reply anymore. She wasn't really challenging Ray to get him to go after her. But unexpectedly, about ten minutes later, the man was already here. Standing before him.

Zara opened her mouth because she felt unexpected. He only realized after a sturdy hand rubbed his head wrapped in hijab.

“Attracted?”

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Seriate.

Maybe the next few chapters will contain about the purity of the HQQ.

Guaranteed to nausea congregation.