MY HEART HAS DIJLEB-JLEBIN YOU
END LOVE?

" … Suddenly my extended family in Malaysia came and wanted to stay here for a long time. That's it, Za." Ushi's whispering voice rang out from Zaim's headset.

"I understand, Mom. Nia is safe in my house. And I'm sure Nia won't lack anything while here."

"Duh, I'm not good. I'm so sorry, Za, I took your drugs. Abis how else try? There was nowhere else for Nia to go for a while. Nia said it's not good to Vina Mulu's house, continue the usual boarding she used to use ngungsi again full coincidence."

"Yes, Nia told me about it, Mom. There is me now, Mom. My house is also Nia's house" said Zaim.

"Well, I'm a paper ya." Ushi laughed softly. "Thank you a lot, Za. I am ka …."

Zaim and Ushi's chat over the phone was finally over. Really, it was the first time Zaim's phone ran out of battery. How not? Ushi continued to talk without pause. Starting from thousands of apologies at once thank you, Ushi's plan to deliver Nia's school supplies as soon as possible, until the threat to Zaim keep his promise the other day. A promise? Yes, of course Zaim remembers, very much remembers. Keeping Nia's honor until the time comes, right? It's not that hard.

Zaim knows the limits despite being vulnerable to being out of control. Understandably, even the gray white period of Zaim's college was only used to follow in the footsteps of the Grandfather. Zaim would not be willing to touch let alone ruin something that was not in his future plans. Then about the hot kiss? Zaim did not feel that he had broken his promise. Nia did not refuse and instead wrapped her hands around Zaim's neck. Suppose Zaim was the originator of the hot kiss of the day, but would it not be unfair if Zaim was a so-called disbeliever?

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"Outside outside."

Zaim smiled in response to Nia who sounded like she was chewing something crispy. "Are you okay?"

"He'em."

"Let me in, dear."

"No. Never," replied Nia firmly.

"Why?"

"Kata Bu Nur lately you have only slept three hours. So you will definitely get out of control again rich yesterday."

Zaim laughing. "I think you like it."

"What's? Oh my goodness, this holy ear of mine just cried out to me, my goodness."

Zaim laughed again, while sitting in front of the guest room door that is currently occupied by Nia. "What do you think about now?"

"You don't know?"

"i know's. But I'm not sure. You want to break up again with me, right?"

"After looking directly at the luxury you have and fidgeting the class service of a hotel-star enem rich gini instead ask to break up? Yeah no. I'm still sane, please. I won't ask for any more dashes, and I change my mind. Fix it, I'll get you."

Zaim's laughter broke out. Making Nia even all the residents of the super duper luxurious residence was shocked en masse.

"I'm serious, you know" added Nia.

"I'm ready. Tell me anything you need, dear."

Nia responded only to Zaim with a shout.

Zaim wiped his gel tears. "Keep on Love. Don't take heart, huh? He didn't mean to be rude to you. Ever since she got pregnant and left Zain her emotions have become unstable."

"I don't take heart. Instead I was a kasian. People thought he was crazy, but for him everything he saw was real. I don't know how she suffered, especially her child. Aye right?"

Zaim did not immediately answer, because Nur suddenly emerged from behind the stairs and whispered something to Zaim.

"There's no love for his family downstairs, sir."

Zaim moved, whispering, "Who else?"

"How satisfied?"

"War alert, sir," replied Nur.

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Seen in the living room, Kasih and her parents, Anto and Davina are waiting for the arrival of Zaim with faces like a herd of lions who can't wait to tear a deer whose legs are injured. Anto immediately moved while dabbling on the waist, when Zaim had just dropped himself on the sofa. Despite having installed a position ready to swear, somehow Anto did not speak. An impatient love is not satisfied just by his tears, finally moving on.

"I'm sure the actor is still here. You umpetin where is he, huh? Where's where?"

"Don't cross the line, Love." Zaim replied.

"What did you say? Crossing boundaries? I'm your wife, Za! How can you choose the actor more than your own wife? Gi–"

"Love, enough." Anto sat next to Zaim. "You didn't forget our family covenant, did you, Za? You promised to replace Zain until Kasih gigahirin," whispered Anto. "Keep all this shit, Za? You can harm the content of love tau not."

"Tell him to change Zain." Zaim consulted Hendri, the secretary of the Grandfather who had just arrived.

"Za!" Davina reflex exclaims.

"Sstttt. What a hobby you are screaming. By the way, use a cold head dong," said Hakam. "You also say not as good as udel, Zaim." Hakam glared at Zaim.

Zaim only sighed, then left without hesitation to leave the living room. But Kasih chases Zaim while crying hysterically. Of course Zaim was untouchable, but the threat of Grandfather's eyes forced him to turn right. Silent. Everyone in the room had no guts to make a sound, except one. No, for God's sake is not Zaim, especially Hendri although he is often called the closest person to Hakam. But Nia.

"Can there be such bad parents? I already know his son is sick instead of diobatin even made worse."

Spontaneous Kasih grew angry, intending to approach Nia who only heard her voice. But Davina and Anto who also spontaneously moved was driven by Hakam.

"Should Bu Kasih be told that actually dong, if Mr. Zain has died, not even in accordance with his imagination. Because it is Bu Kasih so hated by everyone, maybe even the late Mr. Zain too," added Nia.

Love stopped his steps on the first rung of the ladder he was about to tread, sculpting.

"Yes okelah Bu Kasih parents do not need to love the same alamarhum Pak Zain and his family, but rather love the same Bu Kasih. In what way? Yes that was. Do not follow the imagination of Ms. Kasih who nganggep Pak Zain is still alive."

"Zayn? The deceased?" Kasih turned his head, looking alternately at Zaim, Hakam, Hendri, and lastly, his parents. "What do you mean?"

Zaim returned, approaching Love. "Zain is dead, my love."

"What's? Continues to? Who are you anyway?" ask for love again.

"Zaims. I'm Zaim. Not Zain."

Love shook her head, her tears that poured out immediately scattered to all sides.

Zaim pointed to his portrait with his late father, Hakam, Hendri, and of course, Zain. "Zain's wearing a blue shirt, standing behind Grandpa, and he doesn't have this." Zaim pointed to the back of his tattooed hand.

"You're not Zain?"

Zaim sighed, gently touching both of Love's shoulders. "Zain is dead. One year ago. Plane crash. Hendri can explain in more detail."

Love hesitated with Hendri. And so is Hendri. But after taking a deep breath, Hendri steadily walked up to Kasih while showing something on his phone screen.

"This is Zain's autopsy photo."

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