Don't Call My Name
Shovelled

“I do not forbid you to work, but from now on, you should reduce your activity. I don't want to hear you until you're exhausted,” Rayyan told Zara as they sat side by side in the nighttime Cafe. The man deliberately took his wife to this place just because he wanted to date together.

“Ya, I know,” replied Zara. The woman bowed lethargic. Maybe at first he was very excited when he found out that he was pregnant, especially pregnant with twins. But after realizing how heavy the burden he would carry in the future and his responsibility to be a parent, his feelings of pleasure now changed into feelings of anxiety.

Is he able to educate children with the lack of knowledge that he has? Can she be a mother who can be nurtured by her children?

Even as she knows, a mother is the first madrassa for her children. Yeah, it's a series of worries that are on his mind right now. This is natural because this is also common in other prospective parents.

Ray rubbed his head and smiled. Thank goodness he knew better about his situation now, he thought. “Out sensitive pregnant. Anything else to think about?”

“I'm afraid I can't be a good parent ...” Zara hugged Ray in search of comfort to calm her heart.

“You are not alone,” Ray responds to his anxiety, “ayolah, don't mind too much.”

“I really don't want to be too busy or stressed,” replied Zara who actually also wanted to tell me something else.

“But?” Rayyan asked for more clarity.

“There was a bit of a problem at the office, I just read a message from Belle that the finance manager submitted her resignation, because she wanted to get married and her future husband forbade her from working again. Can I ban it?” pause for a moment, Zara continued, “how unfortunately will not be able to. That important position will soon be empty. But the problem is I'm not a believer in new people except new people. There is an incident that traumatizes me,” he explained. The trauma has been going on since Cici, her new best friend, betrayed her.

“Let me help announce to the closest people,” replied Ray without thinking long. As if this matter was not very important to him.

Frankly, Zara was not convinced by this answer, but she tried to believe it to appreciate it. But the uncertainty was finally answered the next day when someone came to the house to see him directly. It's Mauza. He asked for the position.

“You said it's not easy to trust a new person. And Mauza, he's our family. He wants to occupy that position. What do you think?” rayyan asked in response to his wife's confusion upon hearing Mauza offer herself.

“Come on, accept me, brother. I came all the way here you know,” said Mauza sounding begging.

“Aduh, you guys confused me.” Zara scratched her head that was covered in hijab. “Emang no papa? Not scolded by Mama?”

“Ngak, dong. Halal working period is scolded.”

“Gini, Za ... You're kan-”

“Iya, I know,” by Mauza, “don't worry, Sister. I have permission from Mama and Papa. Instead they agreed because by working in your place, I became more monitored than working in the previous place that was quite far from them. And calm down, if financial problems, God willing I can because I did majored in it.”

“How much does Zunai?” ask Zara.

Mauza thought that Zara was bad for Zunaira because she might not want to be considered favoritism or so on. However, Mauza dismissed her sister-in-law's concerns by telling her that Zunaira was not allowed to work by her Mama and Papa. That girl could never work hard.

Zunaira was very different from her other brothers. And for some reason the girl's physique was weaker and easily sick. It's in his pain from childhood. That is why he is never allowed to go too far if not accompanied by one of his family.

“Yeah ... Where have I been all this time? My brother just found out, that was the reason. Kirain you guys are really forbidden to go out of the house with Papa. Because what you know, Papa's family is very disciplined.”

“Only applies to Zunaira only, Brother. If I had another story. Like I said, I'm allowed to work with Papa. Recommended even. It's just, Mama and Papa are worried that I work out there that is far from their observation.” Mauza laughed after speaking. He felt ashamed of himself for imagining something. It's been this big, I'm still a burden on the family, so his mind mocks. Ironically, want to buy quota and pocket money only capital seduce Papa and Mama. If he can't, he'll ask his brother, his Opanya, his Omanya, and whoever he can break.

Zara nodded in understanding. “Yes already, Brother already connected, nih. Then, you should come to the office tomorrow so you can learn directly from the old manager. Later if you have started to be able to handle yourself, the old financial manager will be Kakul freelin.”

“Any bosskuuuh!” Mauza raised her thumb with great enthusiasm. “At last I stopped being unemployed, Yeay!” the girl was very excited.

When the day started to go by, Mauza returned home because Zara had to go take Mike's report. The woman was escorted by Heru because Rayyan had to go to the Bekasi area. There are offline event invitations there.

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“Snack, thirsty,” complains Mike when he comes home from school.

“No water,” he said reasoned, “his sweetness.”

“You ate a sweet drink. His brain is a bit stupid. Look, here, your report is almost all red.” Zara showed those alarming numbers.

“This is the destiny of the Almighty, Brother,” said Mike without burden.

“Your fool is not fate, but most eat the same play HP,” said Zara very anxious.

“Cepet ah, want to drink! Thirsty!” mike said louder.

“Pak Heru please stop at minimarket. This boy, if he wants not to be followed for a long time I can be hit with him.”

Mr. Heru nodded, “Good, Non.”

Arriving at the minimarket, the two went down to buy a drink that Mike asked for. But when he got there, it turned out not only to drink what Mike bought, but also a lot of snacks. Basic reason! Tell me you want his brother's ATM garong.

Zara just bobbed her head at it without being able to forbid. Besides being lazy to argue, he also does not want to be embarrassed if Mike to rampage in public places like this.

“Udah?” ask Zara to make sure.

“Udah,” answered Mike handing over his basket.

“Bring yourself, ah. Kan, Brother paid. So you brought.”

“Ih, Sister bummer!”

“Bring such a load you don't want. Who told you to buy this much?”

With no sincerity, Mike was forced to bring his own shopping cart and walk to the cashier table.

But by the time they began to queue, Zara accidentally found the back of the Facade in front of her. The man was in line as well as it seemed.

It can't be wrong, Zara's mind is very sure. Zara is very familiar with the man's posture because she already knows him very well; tan skin ripe, a body that is above the average Indo, and her hair is rather blonde. It still looks clear because there are some strands of hair that come out despite trying to be hidden with a black hat and mask of the same color.

“So this is God's intention of deflecting us to this place ...”

Not wanting to lose track of Fasad again, Zara quickly grabbed the heavy enough bottles available there.

Actually Mike is confused about what his brother is doing, but Zara holds him back from asking much.

Slowly Zara approached, then struck the object as Fasad had done to Rayyan on her wedding day. The difference is, Zara did her punch at the bottom of the head. Not as hard as imagined, because Zara just wanted to make him unconscious.

Bugghs!

The body of the Facade instantly collapsed along with the cries of the people. The man grimaced before finally collapsing and falling to the floor on his back.

Now Zara crouched down to open her mask.

Yes, it's true he's a Facade. People who have been sought by many people.

“He's a fugitive!” the two words that Zara spoke prevented those who wanted to secure her. “You can take him to the police. I myself will be in charge.”