Apparently, Young Wife
Chapter 73
...****Ignored Call****...
It was ten in the morning, but Zahra's eyes were still tightly shut. After the investigation, apparently he couldn't sleep last night. He stayed up late with the laptop as well as the papers he used to design.
Until the moment where his ears dimmed hear the sound of a cell phone ringing. The hand with the clasped fingers came out of the peach-colored blanket. Groped under the pillow, as well as the closest area, until he touched a flat object that still sounded.
“Hallo assalammualaikum.” Zahra spoke with her eyes still closed.
“Waalaikum’mussalam, with Mbak Zahra?”
“Yes, who is this?”
“I'm Mr. Rudi, Ma'am.
Hearing the identity of the caller, Zahra immediately gasped in shock, and immediately woke up from her sleep.
“Pak, Mr Rudi? Yes, sir, why?”
“Gini, Sister Zahra when is there time? Yesterday Bu Syam my phone about the store stand in Malang Square.”
Zahra immediately patted her forehead. He forgot, if yesterday his mother-in-law offered a stand in Malang Square.
“Emm, gini Sir. I still bother, if there is time I will call again yes.” Zahra tries to avoid.
“OK okay, Ma'am. Yes Yes Yes Yes Mbak.”
Shortly after Zahra heaved a sigh of relief, also after the phone call with Mr. Rudi was ended. His phone rings again. This time, an unfamiliar number greeted his phone.
“Still this morning! Who else anyway?” Angry gum.
“Hallo good afternoon, what is this with Ms Zahra Ameera?” A woman's voice sounded quite melodious, greeting Zahra's ears.
“Good day. Yes, who is this with?”
“I Amel, Mom. From the housing agency. Previously I was in contact with Ibu Syam to sell the house. Today, is Bu Zahra any time?”
Zahra was silent for a moment, she glanced at the large wall clock that was in front of her. Then, start counting the time.
“If this afternoon, how? Around three or four o'clock,” said Zahra.
“Good, Mom. I will tell you the road. Thanks for the time, Mom.”
Zahra immediately threw her phone into the bed, and pulled the blanket back. Seconds after he closed his eyes. His phone rings again.
“Who else, woi!!” Pekiknya irritated.
He grabbed a cell phone, saw Dean's name on it. At that time, Zahra was eager to silence her phone, or turn it off. However, his mind guessed many possibilities.
“Assalammualaikum, Mee.”
“Waalaikum’mussalam.”
“Buwn up?”
“I can guess. Last night stay up for shophouse design, just slept after dawn, and now, ngebangkong.” Dean continues.
“Udah know that, still call early in the morning.” Sunggu Zahra's.
“Which morning, since when is half 12 this morning?”
Zahra's eyes are now wide open, he rearranges the wall clock. The long clock and the short needle are still in the same place as before, while the second hand is not moving.
Then, his gaze moved quickly, staring at the mobile phone. Looking at the number 11.25 is quite large and clear.
“Astagfirullah, the clock is off!”
Zahra threw the phone, then rushed to the bathroom. Forgetting the phone that Dean was still connected to.
“Halo, Mee .. hello?”
“You got your HP that way? Mee .. hello!”
“Don't tell me you forgot I was still on the phone?”
“Zahra Ameera!!”
“Please see you later, yes!”
Zahra seemed to forget, even in the bathroom, she did not think at all. When changing clothes, even put his phone in a bag. Until the moment he went down, while carrying a bag also played the car keys.
"De-Dean?"
His eyes immediately focused, looking at Dean who was leaning against his white car.
"An hour, twenty-three minutes." Dean approached Zahra who was pecking at the end of the stairs.
"First time after all these years, Mee. I could've called you this whole time." Dean shows the phone still connected to the call.
Zahra was quite surprised, when she saw the call apparently still going on. His mouth was wide enough, but he closed his hands quickly.
Zahra brazen emg bang
tomorrow-tomorrow if it's officially so bini, nitip tampolin he yee bang!!
not polite with handsome 🤣🤣
No need to go up!
VOTE it lo jan sampe forgot.
Or at best, the cake of the sekebon, the,
coffee can also be nih, mumpung still morning 😆😆
