TIME (For A Taste )

TIME (For A Taste )
CHAPTRE 181


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“Yang? ..”


Reiji said his affectionate call to Malia as he frowned.


Not without reason Reiji called Malia with the title unfortunately to the wife while Reiji frowned in his place.


Because in Reiji's view – even though his private room and Lia in their apartment were dark, but Reiji was sure if his eyes were not wrong. His bed and Lia were empty. Besides being neat.


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REIJI


I've been feeling a little astonished from the moment I entered my apartment unit and Lia, because the living room lights were left dark by Lia.


It's a little unusual, because Lia likes to prank her people if she's alone in the apartment when I'm away from her.


And I was astonished again, when for a moment I watched from the outside - after I was right in front of the door of my private room and Lia in our private apartment unit - and after I put just any of my travel bags on the sofa of the room the guest, my room and Lia's dark.


“Yang?.” call me while turning on the room light, because I was more surprised to see my bed and Lia empty-even still looks neat.


Lia time has not come home?....


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I'm right – right confused, because Lia is not in any part of our apartment.


Which besides being confused, of course I was worried. Where I immediately moved quickly to pick up my phone in my navy bag.


Isha!


I sizzled impatiently waiting for my phone to activate perfectly.


Of course because I was so worried about Lia not being in our apartment unit in the morning blind like this.


Even if Lia was on a whim going downstairs - where there were some food and beverage outlets that were open twenty-four hours, there was no way our bed was still very neat.


The only – reason I can deduce now is that Lia didn't come home to our apartment. But why? ....


Uh. Finally my phone can be used, and I immediately contacted Lia's phone contact number, ignoring the incoming phone notification without me noticing what the notification was.


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All I'm thinking about right now is calling Lia's phone number as soon as possible.


So that I quickly know the state of my wife is why not go back to our apartment.


Besides I'm really curious about where Lia is right now. Looks like I'll have to call Andra after this, to ask her about the advanced tracker she told me about when I had a chat with her back then.


Because of Lia's phone, it's unlucky not to be active right now.


Lia's time is running away?...


With that pebinor seedling?...


Ah macem – macem just this brain if you panic again.


I brusquely removed my phone from my ear when I could not reach Lia.


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I'll call Lia's number again.


But just as I was about to get back to Lia, I was stunned for a moment with some notifications on my phone.


Where most are chat notifications. And I then immediately opened one chat application a million people without thinking anymore, hoping if I get news from Lia via chat.


And yes I got word about Lia in my private chat with her. Therefore, I-without caring about my tired body, immediately rushed to pick up my car keys in place and without changing clothes again, I directly came out of my apartment unit and Lia.


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There is Malia, who throws herself near some of the people she meets on a large roadside, after Malia moves away from Irsyad and threatens the man from her past not to follow her.


Where Malia did it because she felt indignant at Irsyad who had been impudent by kissing Malia's lips with full force, in addition to rough.


Malia was standing at a distance with people who looked like her office, who seemed to be waiting for an invitation, or an empty taxi passing by.


And Malia was also about to wait for an empty taxi to get out of her place right now, and the risk followed by Irsyad was completely unnatural. Because even though Malia was so furious at the man, but did not deny that Malia also felt afraid of Irsyad which Malia values is very much different from the Irsyad she has known so far.


The difference is so far away, the difference is so negative the aura.


‘Later to know – know he stopped in front of me and my maksa followed him, continue to either use what alibi for my maksa!.’


But when Malia stood waiting for the empty taxi that passed, Malia again felt paranoid on Irsyad.


‘Engga! Engga! ... I can't be here long – long!’


Malia's paranoid heart monologue.


So Malia then moved her legs to get away from where she was now.


‘Duh, but the apartment is quite nice to walk from here ..’


Malia is in again.


Once again Malia drowned, stopping her steps for a moment, while glancing towards the streets.


Hoping if he was lucky to get a taxi so he could immediately leave the place.


But unfortunately it wasn't the empty taxi Malia saw - it was the vehicle Malia needed now, but a car Malia had driven.


Whose car would it be if it wasn't Irsyad?.


‘Sial!’


And Malia spontaneously cursed in her heart when her eyes caught the presence of Irsyad's car from the turn where the man from her past brought Malia earlier.


Malia immediately threw her face off the street.


And Malia quickened her pace, when she saw that an unseated rider had stopped a little distance away from her.


“Pak, excuse me,” greet Malia on the rider of the ojol.


“Yes, Mba? ..“ The rider ojol even responded to the greeting Malia with courtesy.


“Against passengers ga sir? If not, would you like to anter me to Pejaten area? I'm in this emergency Mr..”


Malia spoke quickly and hastily, after she thought of her goal.


Where Malia's destination told the rider, is not the area where her apartment building and Reiji are located.


“Somehow, it's up to you, the important thing you can anter me.


“Oh can, can, Mba ... Come onl. Thank God even this me, want all to go home too, pretty dapet change abis no one canceled the order ..”


The ojol rider greeted Malia with courtesy and a big smile.


And Malia smiled with relief, then immediately sat herself in the biker of the ojol rider whom Malia asked for his help.


“Helmonya, Mba. All later in my love.”


“Iya, Sir .. if it can be a little short, sir?.”


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