9 Requests for Love

recalling the wounds

Zia still continued to pull over the streets, away from her rendezvous with Syifa. He did not even know his next goal, lazy to return home even if only to take the car or money.

Zia stared at the vastness of the water flowing under this bridge. His mind seemed to follow the endless stream of the river

Tiiiiittt......

The car horn that was so loud surprised Zia.

"Ziaaaa lo, Lo don't do it I beg you"

Maira got out of her car and immediately hugged Zia from behind

"Consolate your mind and I'm here. I know your life is hard but this is not the way to solve it"

Zia was confused as to what exactly this friend of hers thought.

"What the hell?"

zia's embrace was so tight that it was hard for Zia to let go.

"Don't, you can't stay away from me. I don't want to lose Lo"

"Lo what the hell?"

with great effort finally maira's embrace came off as well.zia put her hand on maira's forehead.

"Not hot"

"Lo that's why"

"Gue's? Why am I the hell?"

"Why do you want to kill yourself"

hearing unprovoked accusations made maira upset and amused.

"Who would want to kill Maimunah?"

Zia's voice rose an octave releasing her frustration at maira. Maira is indeed Zia's friend who likes to think outside the window.

"It's someone who's suicidal"

"What do I have to write a will?"

Maira shook her head

"I cry and say I don't want to live anymore?"

Maira shook her head

"What is raziq cheating on in front of me?"

Maira shook her head again.

Uh wait, the Raziqkan is indeed cheating in front of me.

It flashed in Zia's memories of the incident she had just experienced. In the soap opera, she is a sad wife.

Stupid, she's cheating, getting married again. I think the important thing later he gave me the treasure of Gono gini.

Zia smiled cunningly.

"Keep busy Lo take a conclusion ngak clear like that huh"

Maira smiled confusedly. He just realized it turns out he was imagining a creepy.this is the effect he watched the drama earlier

"Of course, if I want to kill myself, I might kill myself in a place that is rame as Gini Maimunah"

Zia and Maira looked around, they just realized that they had become the center of attention of people.

"Yes, too"

Maira said with her innocent face

"Geez I can have a friend like this"

Zia slapped her eel.

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"I think I should get a divorce with raziq soon"

Maira fell silent, she felt choked by Zia's statement.

"Why?"

"I hate the color in duakan numbers"

"Raziq still with his dark love?"

Zia smiled heavily.

"She will continue to be with her love because of that we have to divorce so that I can find my love too"

"Lo sure you can find a new love?"

Zia took her breath heavy.

"likely. May God bring me to someone who loves me"

Maira clasped Zia's hand.

"Gue's sure it exists"

Now they just throw each other a smile, a smile that strengthens each other.

"I bought the meat yes. In packs"

Her meatball brother smiled widely, it felt like Zia's request was a lucky one.

"The smile of her brother is so sweet"

Zia slapped Maira on the shoulder, she started to fumble in obscurity.

"Duh zia, Lo's hand is a habit"

Maira stroked her hot shoulder due to Zia's slap

"What is that meatball waiting for?"

"Gue wants to wait"

"Of..."

Maira nodded at the birds.

"All we have to wait in the car"

"Ready neng"

"Wrapped as his brother can?"

It's true maira will go crazy again. Zia immediately shut Maira's mouth and dragged her into the car.

"Sorry bang my friend is that, nesrek bitit"

Maira still smiled faintly. Lagian neng Zia ngak know that her meatballs even seneng seduced by the sweet maira.

After Zia's order was loaded by Abang Bakso now they headed to the piara mother's orphanage.

An orphanage that contains many stories in the past.

Zia and Maira are welcomed by the orphanage children. For them the arrival of Zia was like the arrival of their own brother. Zia has become a part of this house.

"Zijah"

Zia turned her eyes to the voice that called out to her.

"Mother"

Her tears just melt. There was a burning feeling in his heart, a longing. Yes long-lasting longings and deep wounds.

Zia released her embrace looking at the middle-aged woman's face fixedly.

"Zia Adit"

Zia nodded as if understanding what the wounds were told by the tears.