Missing Without Time Limits.
Dressed.

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Raga has just fulfilled his obligation, performing the dhuhur prayer. He returned to lay down his body that had changed clothes, shorts and plain black t-shirts.

He's been watching his cell phone, who knows Zivanna called him back.

Raga's smile was reviewed when she saw a message from a contact with the name "*Ratuku"

"Sorry, I'm working. Later if you have gone home again phone." and plus emot love*.

Raga's heart is flowery, she's like a teenager who is just kasmaran. She eventually fell asleep with her phone on her chest.

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Zivanna just finished the job today, right at five o'clock in the afternoon.lucky bu Cindy did not give the order overtime. So he can go straight back to the kosan.

"Finally, we also go home Zie" said Rani, both in the toilet, cleaning themselves and changing clothes.

"Yes Ran, I can't wait to get to bed" said Zivanna, she had just combed her long hair and was back in her ponytail. Sprinkle a thin powder and pink lipstick.

Luckily Zivanna's face was smooth and kinclong from birth, so she did not have to spend extra money for the candidate.

"Oh yes Zie, maybe next month my boarding house has an empty one, how about, you so move?" rani asked, the girl is done dressing up.

"We just look at Ran, because sodara I nawarin to live in his empty apartment" said Zivanna a little lie. Because there's no way he'd say Raga told him to stay in their boss's apartment.

"Well, good dong Zie can stay in the apartment, when can I like that" Rani said.

"Hiss, it's possible to ride.It's not Ran's own" Zivanna said consolingly.

"We go home yuk" Rani took her best friend's hand.

And Zivanna had to wait for the transport that would take her back to her boarding place.

Just now he was sitting his butt on the waiting bench at his cell phone stop.

And it turns out Raga contacted him.

Zivanna picked up immediately" Hello, assalamualaikum" Zivanna said.

"Waalaikumsalam, baby. You're home yet.?" ask Raga softly.

"Yes, I'm still at the bus stop, waiting for the bus" Zivanna said.

" Why don't you take a taxi, baby?"

"Honey the fare, just close by" Zivanna chuckled, how could she have taken a taxi, if in her wallet there were only a few pieces of red money, and he'll have to skimp on it until payday arrives next month.

"Darling, take a taxi. I can't let you take a ride on just any transport. Please" pinta Raga.

"Raga, i...."

"Tomorrow I change the money, right? I'm sorry, because it's not enough for your needs"

"Why should I apologize, I'm not your wife yet, don't feel bad. I'm fine Raga"

"Yes I know, my Zivanna has changed a lot. She's been a tough woman. But, blame it if I want to make the woman I love happy. What I have now must also belong to him"

Zivanna felt the corners of her eyes watering. She was so moved, because Raga adored and loved her so much. He regretted why he had rejected her so evilly.

"I'm sorry" whispered Zivanna, but it could still be heard by Raga across there.

"Why apologize, you're not wrong, baby. It's our destiny to have a test before we finally achieve happiness"

"Please promise, once we're married, never leave my side, no matter what."

"Yes.."

"After this I will go to Sandra's house, just pray that everything can be finished quickly. I've also talked to my mother, she can't wait to meet her future daughter-in-law."Raga chuckles.

Zivanna's face blushed, fortunately at the stop there was no one but her."ih, why must the story be the same mother, is not all clear"

"*Therefore, please pray for me yes, so that we can also quickly unite"

"Yes*, be careful" said Zivanna resignedly.

And the chat ended right at the moment a regular bus passing through Zivanna's boarding place stopped.

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Raga got out of her car with a slightly pounding heart. Tonight, he's gonna finish everything, between himself and Sandra.

After pressing the bell, from inside the door was opened and it was Sandra who greeted him. The two female neutrals slightly widened, he did not expect that Raga would come.

"Darling, you're here. You must want to apologize, right, your words yesterday were just a khilaf, right?" with spoiled Sandra holding Raga's arm. And the man just kept quiet, because maybe after this he would never see Sandra again.

"Om and aunt are there?" asked Raga, as soon as she had sat on the living room sofa.

"Some, I'll call you for a minute, you'll want to speed up our marriage, right?" with a beaming face the woman wearing a black dress rushed after her parents who were relaxing in the living room.

"Night om, tan" Raga said as she watched Sandra's parents approach her.

"Night of Raga, what are the nights here?" papa Sandra asked, they sat opposite Raga, and were separated only by a glass table in the middle.

" San, make a drink first." said Sandra's mom.

"No need to bother tan, I won't be long."Raga sighed for a moment." I'm sorry om, tan, San, my arrival tonight for wanting to cancel our engagement" Raga said in a stern word.

Both Sandra's parents and her daughter were shocked, the smile that was reviewed by the three men disappeared.

"What do you mean, son?" ask mama Sandra impatiently.

"I'm sorry tan, because to this day still can not love aunty daughter.Before far gone, we better end it up here" added Raga again.

"You evil Raga, you don't have a feeling. You have heart!" shouted Sandra, the woman was standing right in front of Raga.

"I'm sorry San, it would be more painful if we forced ourselves to stay together, while my heart thinks of other women" Raga said gently.

"You're going to marry that cheap woman, aren't you. Did you forget, he already insulted and demeaned you first!" call Sandra again. The woman's face was flushed, holding back anger and also heartache.

He cursed a woman named Zivanna who had ruined her life, not only then and even now, still occupying the throne of Raga's heart.

"Please don't insult Zivanna, she has nothing to do with our problems" growled Raga, every time she heard the insults that were on her heart, she wouldn't be able to control herself.

Both of Sandra's parents finally spoke up" You should speak with a calm heart and a cool head, son Raga, if it's been Raga's decision to part with Sandra, om and aunty can't force it." papa Sandra sighed so heavily.

Moreover, seeing the beloved princess who looks hit, it feels like her heart is broken. But what Raga said was also true, marrying the wrong person would only hurt each other.

"Om and aunt live first, finish well, whatever the decision, we will accept" Mama and Papa Sandra stood up.

"If you have to part, please San, accept it with a chest. Maybe Raga isn't your soul mate"

*Connected..

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