Don't Call My Name
Obsession Or Really Like?

Chapter 8.

Zara was studying the script that Grace had just given her.

“Understand what scenes you should be playing in this script. Remember, be careful in front of the camera later,” messages Grace never get tired of repeatedly warning him, “keep your good relationship with fellow artists who shoot with you. This is very important for the future of your career. It's okay if they don't like your controversial news lately. The important thing is that you must remain neutral and humble.”

“I never nenggol them, those who always nyinyir first. So I—”

“No need to go fishing,” cut Grace immediately and return to lecture her at length, “don't waste your energy making their tilted brain. Let everything go according to its axis. Later if the news is not true and you remain silent, they will turn pro the same you without you asking. No need to make it up, though. Unusual.”

Zara nodded though the others with her soaring heart were eager to straighten out the confusing news about her. How cruel the world of entertainment is to those who know it.

After saying so, Zara made sure her own makeup so that she was more confident when performing later. Grace could not get far from him and kept an eye on him until the artist was really one hundred percent ready.

“You want to wait in this room?” zara said before she entered the set.

“Yes, where else to wait. You are a careless girl, so you must continue to be accompanied.”

“Kirain want to go home directly.”

“Whose waiting will you be? Passersby?” grace firmly glared her eyes.

“Custom times, Grace. Your eyes do not need to be wide also already look big,” Zara frowned to see the shape of Grace's face is creepy. This is the look on Grace's face when she is in the scope of work. So annoying.

“I am like this so that you are more afraid and want to hear my words. If not, you will not be directed. Make me dizzy.”

“Grace, if you can keep it bright, actually you are a maco, you know,” said Zara intended to make it up, but instead got a terrible response.

“No need to be explained as well I know. I'm just afraid, if for example I go back to her nature, you can get pregnant.”

“Gosh! Amit-amit!” sontak Zara opened the eyes of horror, “don't-don't you are not a sissy.”

“I'm normal because again need money aja.”

“Yang really?!” pekik Zara could no longer contain her shock.

“Ndon't believe? Want me to proof?” Grace stood up to him and made Zara even more afraid.

“Ogah!” Zara hurriedly left Grace there fearing this gurgling man caliph. Because sometimes, Grace can still like women too. So the potential to return to normal is indeed very possible. But if he had the will.

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“Yesterday I met Ustaz Ray again,” said Zara opened the chat while they were on their way home. This time the rain drenched part of the city which made the air cooler and the road became empty. After all, it's a tarawih prayer hour as well. Almost all Muslims are carrying out their routine in the mosque or the musala they want.

“Where?” Grace asked.

“At Mami's house. Yesterday Michael's birthday and Mami invited him to be a review filler.”

“Oh, so it turns out she's ustaz?”

Zara nodded her question just now, “I also just found out yesterday.”

“You want to come there?”

“How else, Grace. Everyone knows them my parents. I don't want to be labeled as a bad boy. Though those who disobey me.”

“That is, people do see it from the outside,” said Grace very understand the complaint of friends and enemies, “you meet again, chat what do you do with Si Doi?”

“Ngak,” ketus Zara.

“If he likes you, he will definitely not talk to you.”

“Yes, that. Or else, he has another heart to keep.”

“Name is also not too familiar, time to want SKSD (so familiar with close pretenders).”

“Kan, like you are the host!”

“The problem is I'm a girl, Grace. He was indeed seen keeping restrictions due to his religious ban.”

“As for you, deh,” said Grace did not want to take a headache with their different opinions. He knows Zara very well who has a character that is difficult to hear the words of others.

“So she likes me how?”

Grace turned her head in surprise to hear Zara's crazy remark just now, “If you had a plan, would you be prepared with all the risks?”

“Can't I be confident?” asked Zara, “so far no man has rejected me. Surely he can also like me without me being seen chasing him. It could have been. Yes, right?”

“Maybe he doesn't reject your charms, but what about his family?” grace said in a high tone as if dismissing that man was impossible for Zara to have. “People who are close to God, will look for a group of people who are as holy as they are.”

“I can even change to follow.”

“You can't forget something. Change is not for a person, but for themselves and their God. And another one, ah, this is heavier.”

“What?” ask Zara immediately.

“You stuck into your own game and ended up falling in love first before she stole the starting line.”

‘Why do I believe that I have felt it. Especially when she put a jacket around me. It is ordinary treatment. But this body accepts and has considered it special.’

“Hold a little you, Zar. I'm sure you're just an obsession because that guy is more than the others. I know because I have almost the same heart as you.”

“I wouldn't chase him if you said no, Grace.”

“However women should look to have high self-esteem.”

“Ya, you are right thanks for reminding.”

Grace nodded, “That's what a friend is for.”

“You are indeed my only crazy friend.”

Grace glanced sharply. He thought Zara would say it was a good friend. Apparently the assumption is wrong. He said it was the craziest friend?! Huh, that's right! But moments later, no matter what caused it, Grace's face was cheerful again, “Tok us to the salon together mumpung your schedule again empty. All at the massage let our bodies become fresher.”

“You just reservation in the usual place,” said Zara finally agreed.

Going to the salon is a routine habit that they must take time to keep themselves from insanity.

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The second week, Zara was invited by her mother back home to break her fast and regroup with the people who were yesterday. But this time more crowded because they also invited important staff from the office. When it comes to this, who can refuse?

Eat for free and enjoy the moment together without spending a fee, is not it profitable?

At first, Zara wanted to refuse. But after hearing that Rayyan was back there to fill the study, suddenly his spirit suddenly rose to come to his mother's house.

Seriate.

Comment dong, let me be more spirit nulis🤣

Did anyone read it anyway? my novel this time deserted🤭