Don't Call My Name
The Test of Legality

“No way possible .. here a lot of care. You will not be able to enter without an exclusive invitation.” Cici's eyes circled in all directions. In addition to seeing many people wearing all-white clothes, he also saw many people in uniform who would secure the course of the event. Even he was not sure his position was safe because one of them was looking at him with a suspicious look.

“Then let me be here so that I can hear the fog,” said Fasad bowed lethargic.

“Which is true, we can be suspected if you stand here too long.” Cici thought this event was still a long time ago, because at this time there was no sound from inside the venue.

“Yes already, we sit down,” Fasad pointed to a chair not far from this place.

They also sit while surfing on social media so as not to get too bored waiting for the deal to start.

But not long ago they sat down, heard Cici complaining of dizziness while massaging his head.

“I haven't slept from last night.”

“Why?” Facade looks.

“You didn't contact me at all, keep me thinking.”

“Your own fault, I never told you to think of me.”

But Cici continued to try to endure her heartache and pretended not to know himself in response to every word of the Facade which was actually very piercing.

Cici asked again, “Where did you go last night?”

“Not your business.”

“This is clearly my business. Did you forget? Yesterday you said that we will continue this marriage for the sake of the family because you do not want to disappoint them. Is it wrong if I return to hope?” cici explained, “I follow you because I have a reason. I don't want you why-why that could result in thwarting our wedding.”

Before long, Cici saw both eyes of the Facade reddened and gradually watering.

“What makes you keep fighting for me?” ask Fasad inexhaustible, “while I was really evil with you, same everyone. You should've stayed far away, Ci. I was badly damaged. There's no more good left in me and you don't have to feel responsible about this. Let me be what I want to be out there. After all, I also have no use.”

With a Facade like this, Cici can already conclude for himself that Facade is indeed experiencing symptoms of depression.

“Actually .. I am confused as to what you are suffering from now. I don't think your life is so bad. You were created by God with a perfect body. Nothing is less than a defect.

“Although there is no father figure, you still have a very great and loving mother. Have a partner who understands your situation, and you also have an economy that I think is quite good, when compared to the less fortunate people out there,” a moment later, he said, Cici asked Fasad to look at both his eyeballs, “only one thing you don't have yet.”

Immediately Facade asked, “What?”

“You are less grateful.”

Disordered laughing facade, “Personation with that word. I have tried many times to be grateful, accept and forgive myself. But what after that do I get? Many times also I feel disappointed.”

“It seems you don't know what gratitude means. Grateful to receive whatever is given by God, and willing to live the life He has determined.”

“Gue doesn't care. Don't talk about me!” The facade returned to its ferocious mode.

“Fa, plis. You don't have to pretend to be strong in front of me. I know all this time you've only been hiding behind your hard look.”

“Stop lecturing me or I tear your mouth.”

Not wanting Fasad to get angry, Cici finally kept her mouth shut.

But now his head is turning. Even the woman felt that something was going to come out from inside her body.

“I'm nauseous, Fa.” Cici said so before moving quickly to find a toilet.

Worried, Fasad chased after him.

But just as Fasad was about to arrive, he found the most hated arrogant woman in front of him, walking towards the same place.

Sudden facade rising apitam. The arrogant woman's body reminds her of a past incident at which time she had to leave Zara's house.

Quite quiet conditions make the Facade dark eyes. Nanar's eyes. He reflexively picked up the closest item and allowed it to be then smashed into the back of Miranda's head. The tool is a vacuum cleaner belonging to the cleaning service lying around to be used.

As a result, Rayyan's head was finally hit by the hard object. Two people fell on the floor in a sitting position.

Feeling the danger was threatening, Fasad also fled. He ran off the rods in search of the safest hiding place.

“Aaaaakh! Help u! You're a brash, Facade! Please!” Miranda kept shouting. The woman was so panicked that it attracted the attention of many people who approached.

“Ray, Mami replied, Ray. Answer Mami. Are you okay?” Miranda shook the body of Ray who was holding his head and grimaced in pain. “Yes God, how is it?”

The vacuum cleaner was scattered. Split into parts. Imagine, how hard was that blow?

“Mother, Mother please calm down first yes, Ma...” a young woman approached her. Help him not to panic.

“Please my son-in-law. My daughter-in-law will soon be ready,” replied Miranda half in tears. Never thought it would be in this terrible position.

“Iya, I'm calm first. If Mother is not calm we who help also difficulties.” she then spoke to the victim, “relieve the pain with breathing techniques yes, sir. I'll help find a medical.”

Miranda immediately picked up a cell phone to call her daughter. “Quick you to the toilet. Kabarin to everyone if Ray just hit people. Fast!”

“There are people who know where the culprit is?” the police who had just arrived immediately asked. But also directly scolded by Miranda.

“Lalai y'all! Secure one person only you can't! Find him until you get it?!”

“The characteristics of the culprit?”

“That person is called Facade. He went that way. Check CCTV let you know!” Miranda pointed at the exit door.

“Good, Bu.” All members were immediately deployed to search for the perpetrators.

Cici, who was still in the toilet, was called out after hearing the commotion. But by the time he saw a lot of police and two people he knew sitting on the floor, he immediately guessed what had just happened.

“This Confident is Fasad.”

Unreal. By the time he looked for the man to where they had originally sat, he was already absent.

Not wanting to be suspected let alone having to deal with the police, Cici also immediately left the area and covered her face with a mask. Considering she will definitely be involved because there are relations with Fasad who is her future husband. Unfortunately, he also came and sat down with her.

“Why did you save Mommy, son? Why didn't you let Mami get hit earlier? Soon you want to meet, everyone is waiting for you.”

Ray has no power to answer. He still felt a tremendous amount of dizziness on his head.

“Ray!”

“Yes Allah, Ray!?”

“Ray!?”

All the family squealed at the sight of Ray sitting holding his head.

“Why can this be? How's story?” yudha asked crouching to pat the cheek of the child so that he would be aware of his presence.

“Where is the story later, the important thing is Ray can handle first,” replied Miranda beaver, “where are the medical personnel? Why did it come so long? Wonderful, why is everyone so catapulted?!”

“Drink first, Nak.” Vita offers a drink to her son. He tried to suppress the panic and convinced himself that his son would be fine.

Ruben examined the head of Ray which turned out to be a wound and a little bloody.

“Mauza brought a tissue, Om.” the girl held out the object.

Zara who arrived there late because she was blocked by her dress could only cry. Panic of course. But bigger than his worry.

Zara advises Ray to be taken to the nearest hospital just to be treated quickly. But unfortunately, Ray refused the invitation of everyone who was about to take him to the car. The man instead said, “I so remember many things..”.

Seriate.