Don't Call My Name
Not Ready to Answer

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But ... It seems that Vita could not force the child after seeing his almost crying expression. Therefore, he smiled and said gently so as not to hurt his son, “Ya, already. If Zunei won't answer now, no papa. But tomorrow-tomorrow you must be honest with Mama, yes!”

Zunaira. Even with Mauza who finally gave up not to continue this commotion.

It turned out that he did not treat his sister who was almost crying. Zunaira does not have the mental strength and sebaja himself if cornered as has just happened.

“Sorry, Zun. No, you don't have to cry. I just don't want you to get a blangsak guy. Because I'm sure you're not very smart to judge people with swords.”

“People he just news, kok, Kak,” reason Zunaira remains the same. In his heart he was amazed by his brother. Until he thought of himself. They just send regular messages. Not lead to negative things because it reminds each other in terms of worship.

It may be true what Mauza said. His sister is too innocent and innocent to judge the movements of a man who has a certain purpose.

It is very sad that Zunaira actually entered into a trap of men who are not right. He was too good to end up being hurt.

The beginning of their meeting was actually very simple. At the time Zunaira joined his family proposed to Zara to be his first sister's wife.

At that time Mauza and Zunaira were taking photos alternately in front of the backdrop. And the problem is, the photos shot by Mauza are very ugly. Compared to the reverse with Zunaira who feels he has photographed it to the maximum.

No doubt, finally a commotion occurred. Because Mauza does not want to repeat to get better results. Mauza is a shitty sister, he thought.

This quarrel provoked a camera-clad man to come closer. He volunteered and was immediately responded enthusiastically by Zunaira.

Zunaira posed alone and was satisfied after getting the results she wanted. Because now he needs the latest feed for social media. Understandably, he is just a young boy who has many friends and still likes to show off something that he thinks is fun.

“But I want the picture now, can?” ask Zunaira to the man named Sammy.

“Can,” answer, “while, I copy here first.” Sammy shows a small rectangular object commonly used to store files. “Where will I send?”

“Emmm Zunaira had trouble answering because she did not memorize her own number.

“Do you have lovagram?”

“I-iya, I have.” Zunaira shows her profile full of aesthetic images.

“All right.”

Shortly after the man left, Zunaira found a message containing a photo she asked for and she thanked him in reply.

But at night, he again found a chat from the man named @Sammy_yunchen account.

The man asked if he was part of the Rayyan family?

Zunaira replied: yes. Then continue to ask other things that are actually only said to just mince words.

Zunaira, who is still innocent, answers all Sammy questions very honestly without anyone being covered up.

No water comes in if there is no door. From the beginning, Sammy did have an interest. And his confidence was increased when he saw the beautiful photos of Zunaira displayed on his lovagram feed, to attract himself to know more.

Now that night was present, Vita complained to her husband to ask for an opinion as well as a solution, what if the youngest child was getting close to men?

“That means our son is an adult,” Yudha responded, “ya, although I also disagree with the way the young man. I should have liked him coming here. Request permission from us.”

“I don't care if men are good, Mas. What I worry about is the opposite,” said Vita again, “I do not want if our son, Zunaira to be played with irresponsible men. Our son is not to try.”

Somehow if in such matters Vita is still more confident with Mauza. Because his one daughter is braver and more able to fortify herself than Zunaira who tends to be weak and easily lied to. That's all he's worried about now.

“Who is that person?” ask Yudha.

“Zunaira has not responded yet. I give him a chance to tell it himself another time.”

“Please keep an eye on him do not get out to places that are less obvious.” Yudha ordered like that because he could not take full care of her because of her busyness.

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Before getting a suitable cooperation partner from another printing factory, today Zara held a meeting with a famous designer to launch the latest product. In addition to hijab and other Muslim products of course.

This time, he took Rakasiwi to ask her to design a product in the form of a bag, which can be claimed superior to various things. Good in terms of quality, price, or usability.

The Assistant Designer in charge of accompanying his superior is now connecting his laptop to the projector so that the intended image is also visible on the big screen.

“Well, more or less like this, Ms. Zara. By using the type of material that I have explained earlier, in addition to good, we can still sell it quite affordable. Fit and friendly in the pockets of young children,” said the woman explained her superiority. “What do you think?”

“It looks like I'm a match. But ..” Zara mentioned her shortcomings along with her additional requests.

“Good, all requests Ibu Zara have we noted, yes. For example, later I will show the mature form in the next meeting.”

“When, Ms Raka?” ask Zara.

“Quickly, later I will notify through your manager,” Ibu Raka pointed to Belle.

“Bel? You want me when to meet again with him,” Zara gave him a message that was immediately responded by the woman, “baik, Bu.”

All work went well this week. Even with Rayyan who has returned to teach at the Ponpes, or fill out scheduled studies. Either online or offline or to live invitation places.

But there is something in Zara's heart because until this moment, there has been no news from the police about the search for the beating suspect who at that time almost resulted in his marriage being canceled.

“No news yet, but the police are still searching,” Miranda told her daughter who had just asked about this.

“What kind of police is that? Only one person can't.”

“The name is also an ordinary man. But it's gonna be a slingshot, honey. What is the width of this world?” pause for a while, Miranda continued, “certainly Cici knows where her boyfriend is, but it seems she does not want fast Facade found.”

But the conversation had to come to a halt by the time the two heard Zara's phone ringing the sign of an incoming call. “Ray, Mam,” he said giving an answer to the full face asked the woman.

“Yes, you lift it first. Mami also wants to take a shower,” Miranda goes into her own room. He also felt his body sticky because they had just arrived at home after a day of work.

“Ya, Ray?” ask Zara after the call is connected, “what's the matter? Says you want to go home a little tonight?”

“Where are you?”

“Newly go home,” replied Zara.

“You shower now, I'm close,” his word sounds undeniable.

“Yes, do not need to say also later I will definitely take a shower. Why, Ray?” zara asked inexhaustible with the orders of her husband who she thought was very unusual.

“Don't ask much first. Shower quickly!”

“Iya, but why?” ask Zara again, “I also want to know the reason-”

“There is a medicine that put perangs*ng in my drink,” cut Ray immediately.

“You mean?” The most important organs in his chest seemed to be released instantly.

“Yes, I need to channel it now. Save all your questions later if I have arrived home safely.”

“Ray ...” Zara sobbed when the phone connection had been cut off.

Oh my God .. What else is this?

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Seriate.