FIND YOU In MY MEMORIES
46. A Fact

Sabi glanced at Bunga who was staring at Zulaikha with a probing gaze. Behind the Vase, Zulaikha could not say - his words and heart did not stop beating for fear of the consequences.

“Not your business!” Said Sabi who was staring at the Flower with a dislike look.

“What?” Sergeh Bunga did not understand to see Sabi who was playing on the side - the connection is unclear.

“Basic crazy affair!” Imbuh Sabi again then went away from the Flower.

Still not finished his wrath with Queen, Flowers instead came - came crazy business to want to know everything he wanted to do.

“Basic! He hasn't changed a bit.” Said Sabi annoyed, considering the nature of flowers that from adolescence never changed. Always kanak - kanakan and spoiled.

Again the phone was not picked up by Queen despite having a different phone number.

“Ciih.. she thinks she's the busier and pretentious - pretentious not to pick up the phone from a new number.” Sabi grutu who curses in front of her mobile phone screen.

Where would I go if Queen couldn't make an excuse to get out of here?! Aah.. fuck!!!!

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“Sial! Because of you, I thought Sabi was crazy about business. Though you are crazy about his business until using the event nguping all again.” Flower grout on the cornered Zulaikha.

Zulaikha could not say anything. He was wrong, caught eavesdropping. In the meantime, he can't do it while he's in this house.

“You said you used to believe winning could compete to become a secretary of an Andi Sabiru? and now what?! You even want to be a secretary who likes to eavesdrop on his own boss business, so?! Wow... really you are!!!” Flower's furious ejek at Zulaikha who looked a little hypocritical to him.

The figure of Zulaikha who used to look very optimistic with his clever ability, now even likes to eavesdrop on the talk of others. This makes the assessment of the Flower penggadap Zulaikha so low from the initial view of the Flower met him first.

“So now your intelligence is used to eavesdrop on other people's conversations? For what?! Good luck taking profits then spreading it to others?!”

“Flower.” Call Zayn who arrived - suddenly came to them both.

“Zayn.” The flower turned around, finding Zayn looking at her coldly.

“Master Zayn.” Zulaikha.

“Zayn.. look at this person. He's a sniffer. Could the danger of people like this be all around us.” Adu Flowers on Zayn.

Zayn stared at Zulaikha who looked cornered by the intimidating words of Flowers.

“I'll take care of you after this. Flowers, come with me.” Get Zayn to pull the Flower's hand.

Suddenly it made the flower seem to forget the incident earlier. The flower immediately flowered - flowers like her face that met red like a rose because she felt so happy.

Zayn pulled the Flower into the room and walked along with him. Besides, before Zayn entered the room, Zayn glanced at Zulaikha silently - silently and pointed towards the exit with a slight shake of his head.

Seeing that, Zulaikha nodded in understanding and went in the direction that Zayn was pointing at.

...........

Sabi stood staring at the starry night sky from the balcony of her room. It was seen that he had melted his suit and left a white T-shirt. Every now and then he took a breath, thinking about what his future fate would be in this family with his shortcomings that were considered a disgrace to his family.

Sabi glanced next to her, right on the balcony of Queen's room. The lights on the balcony are still not on, indicating that the person occupying the room has not returned. Sabi took her breath back. Shaking his head a few times then scratching his non-itchy head.

He also felt that what he did was really useless, but at least he made a movement rather than just being silent.

Sabi glanced at the spotlight of the incoming car lights, taking good care - be it whose car and who will get out of the car. It turned out that when the car was getting closer, somehow he felt a little disappointed because it was his personal car brought by Mr. Tri.

Sabi took a deep breath again.

“What's with me?”

Seen from the top of the balcony, Zulaikha cuddled like he was looking for something. The girl was not clear and Sabi kept seeing Zulaikha from her balcony.

“What does he do night - night roam like that?!” Mummy Sabi.

Looking at Zulaikha who paused for a moment as if he was thinking, he thought for a moment what did the girl do? Is he looking for something? There was a Zulaikha phone in her pants pocket.

“Yeah..right! Her mobile.” Seru Sabi immediately pulled out Zulaikha's mobile phone.

He pressed the on button to turn on the handpone and then waved - his hand calling to Zulaikha from the top of his balcony.

“Zu..” cried Sabi a little tight.

Zulaikha turned to look for the direction of the voice he felt was calling his name. After a moment of frown to the left right and back, Zulaikha finally found the person who called him Sabi who was on the balcony of his room.

The girl smiled with relief for a moment after seeing Sabi who turned out to be nowhere, but only in her room.

“Young master, I climbed to the top of yah.” Zulaikha said then ran towards Sabi's room.

Not waiting for a long time, Zulaikha's voice called out Sabi's full name politely from behind the room door.

“Masuk..” sahut Sabi relaxed, still do not want to go from the balcony.

Zulaikha entered with a breath of gasping and approached Sabi. Sabi glanced at him from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head. A little laughter sounded from his mouth.

Whatisthis? Why is he laughing at me?! Is there something wrong with me?! Zulaikha murmured while tidying up his hair that continued to be pulled one back.

“Not wrong indeed Zayn chose you as a secretary who meets the standard of the god I installed.” Sabi Seru.

Hearing Zayn's name being mentioned by Sabi, Zulaikha remembered earlier when before climbing the stairs to Sabi's room, she had met Zayn who intercepted her. There Zayn gave a paper meeting schedule that Sabi had to do tomorrow.

“Oh yes young master, since you mentioned the name of Mr. Zayn. This is a deposit from Mr. Zayn.” Zulaikha took out a paper from his pocket, then gave it to Sabi.

Sabi who saw the paper fall down, immediately approached and picked up the paper herself.

His eyes were perfectly rounded after seeing the small paper which turned out to be a worn photo showing 2 little boys and girls standing together.

“Young master, you are okay - what?” Zulaikha asked who was aware of Sabi's surprised expression.

Why is this girl so similar to the girl that has always been in my dreams?!

“Young master..” call Zulaikha who is getting closer to him.

“Stop!” Sergey Sabi immediately stopped Zulaikha's steps getting closer to him.

Zulaikha's face began to show his concern. His eyes looked worriedly at her with an uneasy feeling. I don't know what Sabi saw in that piece of paper, to make her react that way.

Sabi noticed the face of the girl in the photo and then juxtaposed with Zulaikha's face right standing in front of her. Without hesitation he looked in detail at the girl's face with Zulaikha.

All parts look almost the same, from the eyebrows, eyes and lips all look the same. Sabi's heart beat again, the head was also throbbing - a smile gave a headache sensation as usual.

In the midst of the pain he felt, he tried to stay strong to withstand the headache while remembering - remember the random events he had been experiencing with Zulaikha.

Every time I was with him, I would definitely feel a headache like this with my heart beating. Every head and heart like this, must be the memories that once disappeared from my memory back by bringing the form of a daughter that is increasingly clear.

“Aakhh..” Shouted Sabi still holding back her headache. He must not lie down first before he understands all this.

“Young master.” exclaimed Zulaikha stepped closer to Sabi but his leg was restrained as Sabi refused him to come closer.

“Young master.. You didn't what - what?” Asked Zulaikha who was agitated to see the alarming state of Sabi.

Sabi's legs seemed to shake, trying to stay standing looking at Zulaikha's face which he increasingly saw became more like a girl who had been the occupant of nightmares every night.

Are you really that kid? The zu?

“Aakhhh...” Sabi's moans grew in pain and ended up falling unconscious on the floor.

“Lady.”.

Zulaikha immediately approached Sabi and hugged the man's body.

“Young master...young master..my God, what should I do?”

..........

In a large and luxurious room, with a modern design mixed classic. Queen is seen sitting on a large bed that shades of white. The classical piano song he heard through a speaker with a strong volume made him not hear an incoming call on his cellphone.

Queen was busy drawing a dress design on an occasional small smile and a facial expression that showed a calmness to her soul.

Queen enjoyed every piano melody that played melodious along with the color she combined in every dress design she made.

Suddenly the door of the room opened, a middle-aged woman in all black clothes and hair that was left long, broken, enter Queen's room while carrying an aluminum tray on top of which there are several glass medicine bottles and an injection.

“Nona.. it's time_”

“Oke okay. don't need to be explained anymore. This.” said Queen who cut off the middle-aged woman's speech while sticking out her left hand which had been attached to the infusion hose on her back.

The middle-aged woman climbed the Queen expressionlessly. But even so, the Queen did not look at all as disturbed by the presence of the middle-aged woman. Brands look familiar and have known each other for a long time.

The middle-aged woman agilely, immediately took an injection and filled the liquid in a small glass bottle. The woman then injected the liquid into the Queen's infusion tube very painstakingly and quickly.

“Akh..” Queen's moans who feel a little sore when the liquid starts to get into her veins.

The middle-aged woman immediately stroked - elus backs the Queen's hand gently.

“Nona.. you should return to Paris only and be treated there.” Said the middle-aged woman with a facial expression that began to show a worried face.

Queen remained silent, humming along with the accompaniment of the classical music she heard.

“Your situation is getting worse here, medical devices here are also not too complete and sophisticated like there, Miss.” Imbuh the middle-aged woman.

“Ella.. I am healthy. I'll be fine here. You don't worry yah.” Said Queen staring at the middle-aged woman who turned out to be named Ela.

Queen patted - patted the back of Ela's hand which was gently massaging her left hand. As if showing Ela that she's okay, and Ela doesn't have to worry about her.

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While in the room where Uncle Andi Syafar held a small welcome - small for his son. The entire Andi family, except Sabi and the guests, were serious about watching the piano performance performed by Zayn.

Zayn's fingers look so smooth pressing keys - piano keys with his professional. The rhythm he played with a fast tempo to make the audience who watched him chuckle in awe of his skills.

Zayn seemed to be smiling faintly looking ahead, but not in the songbook but staring blankly without direction and is remembering that the plan is going well because it has put a photo of Sabi's childhood together with a girl.

Let's see what happens tomorrow, the day after tomorrow and so on after you see that.

Zayn's smile grew even more resounding, satisfied with his plan. The tempo of the piano game was increasingly accelerated, then he played the piano with his eyes closed, imagining something behind his mind that could not be guessed.

People were getting more amazed and started clapping for him. Moreover, Flowers who looked very amazed by Zayn's appearance, unceasingly he clapped and not a second his eyes turned from Zayn who was playing the piano with agility.

While among the crowd applauded Zayn's amazing talent, Grandma just silently stared at Zayn's nanar who was playing the piano. Sometimes he stroked his chest with a look of sad face but hidden it through his wry smile.

If my son and grandson were still alive, maybe they would also play the piano at this time. Mumbled Grandma who missed her dead son and granddaughter.

Seriate...