Fake Love's
Silent Thousand Languages
Zainab looks confused. Whether to come with Mr. Wijaya or wait for the online driver, but at this time the driver is not in place.
"Duh, kumaha iye, ngantosan Pak driver atawa ngiring with Mr. Wijaya," thought Zainab while speechless.
"If you don't want to go together, it doesn't matter either. Go, Tom!" Mr. Wijaya was a little disappointed not to get a response from Zainab.
"Wait, Sir! I'd like to come with you. But, I haven't paid the car fare." Zainab is back. It was not hearty for the driver.
Mr. Wijaya shook his head. Lazy to wait. "As far as you are." Mr. Wijaya turned around and continued his steps to get into the car.
"Hurry, Tom!" he said as he stepped towards the parked car not far from there.
"I'll wait if Miss Zainab comes with us." Tomy said.
Zainab was still silent. He became very wrong.wanted to come with Mr. Wijaya but kasian with online drivers who have delivered him so far. If the place is silent, he will run out of time, the plan is later in the afternoon Zainab will return to his village.
With close heart Zainab stepped slowly approaching the car Mr. Wijaya who was waiting for him. When about to enter the car Zainab confused to sit where. On the front bench with his assistant, or at the back with Mr. Wijaya, but there is no way he should sit with Mr. Wijaya.
Zainab opened the front door. When the woman was sitting on the passenger seat. Zainab saw from the rearview mirror, the online driver who had brought him back by using an ojek. It looks like the driver was carrying a spare car tire earlier.
"Mas, can you wait a minute?" ask Zainab to Tomy. "I'm going to pay the fee. The driver's ass if I just leave, even though the place I'm headed hasn't arrived."
Tomy had not answered, but he glanced at Mr. Wijaya. A small nod to Mr. Wijaya made Tomy open his voice. "Please, Miss." she replied.
"Thank you, Mum." Zainab got out of the car and ran over to the driver online.
"Sir Driver." call Zainab when he sees the driver looking for someone.
"I guess, the Mama went to see me."
Zainab smiled, she remembered her own words that were afraid of being left there." I was leaving. The end of the driver said that." said Zainab.
"I have to fill the wind first to the workshop for a while, take a motorcycle taxi. Just wanted to tell you, he was busy talking. I think just for a moment, don't mind saying goodbye." said Mr. Supit online.
"This is the fare." Zainab gave money to the driver.
"But not yet, Ma'am." The driver received him a hundred thousand bills that he slipped in his hand.
"No pa-pa, sir. I want to be with Temen. It just so happened that he was going to the hospital as well" Zainab said.
"Thank you, Ma'am. The wait for me will also not be finished soon." The driver was shaking the horse.
Zainab glanced at Mr. Wijaya's car not nice if they waited too long.
"Sweet as hell he called you by Mas's call!" chirps the rules of Wijaya. His words sounded like a subtle innuendo. "Have him sit in the back." he told Tomy.
"Good, Sir." Tomy could only obey what his master said.
His assistant had been accompanying Mr. Wijaya for decades, so he understood his employer's feelings. Despite living a household with Mrs Mariska but Mr. Wijaya always felt lonely and alone.
Seeing Zainab walking near the car, Tomy immediately got out of the car and opened the door for Zainab.
The woman was treated like that. He wanted to prevent it, but Tomy's words made him unable to wiggle. "Please Miss. This is an order from the Great Lord."
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Now, Zainab must sit side by side with Mr. Wijaya. There was an awkward feeling at that time, Zainab who had talked a lot with online drivers only now only speaks a thousand languages. The distance that is not so close seems to be hundreds of kilometers away.
Zainab breathed heavily. Why holding back awkwardness felt heavier than carrying the bushel he was holding at the moment.
Arrive at Soedibyo Hospital building. After opening the door for Mr. Wijaya, the man half ran to open the door for Zainab.
"Thank you, Mrs Tomy. I can also be alone. Sorry to bother you!" ucao Zainab with a smile.
"Together, Miss." Tomy slightly bowed to reply. "Please pass by here, follow the Great Lord, Miss."
Mr. Wijaya had already walked first, without waiting for Zainab. "Duh, cold pisan anyway, Mr. Wijaya. Is he mad, am I with them?" inner Zainab.
"Why can he smile at Tomy that sweet, while to me his face looks ordinary. Neither did the Thank You. Though I told Tomy to take her, You Woman." - Mister Wijaya in his heart.
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Ahay.. anyone is angry what jealous.m sure not the hell Mr. Wijaya has moved on from his late wife.
His heart was broken by the cheeked widow, so much so that he longed for Zainab's sweet smile.
Prepare your heart for the next story of Aline...
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