
Zaid was sitting in the living room playing with his phone. Zia came over.
"You're not going home?" Zaid looked at Zia who was still wearing a nightgown.
"So Om, I'm done bathing. yesterday's clothes are still wet, so I wear this shirt again."
Zaid did not know if Zia only ordered one shirt.the waiter who was told Zaid to shop for Zia's needs also did not take the initiative to buy Zia more clothes.
"Why not order a lot of equipment? you don't wear makeup either, you don't look like a person who's finished bathing."
"Yes, I'm ugly Om, not as pretty as Om's girlfriend."
"Daughter? I don't have a boyfriend."
"I saw Om give birth that night, Om broke up with him?"
Zaid remembered Aaron's story, they fought and threw away the suit he had borrowed.
"So you're at the funeral? and pick up my suit?"
"Yes, I almost got hit. Om didn't seem to realize I was walking and Om stopped right in front of me."
"Did you see my face that night?"
"No, I just remember the woman who got out of Om's car, she was sexy and beautiful."
"What if I said, it wasn't me fighting that night. would you believe me?"
"I don't care, it's time Om transferred my money. Don't tell Om to forget."
"Oh yeah, sorry. good thing you remind me. What's your account number?"
"Oh, I forgot. I'm running out of battery too." Inner Zia
"Wait a minute, Om."
Zia died Om Zaid who was sitting in the guest chair. Zia met the waiter who was still busy cooking breakfast.
"Sir, is there paper and pen?"
"No. What's Miss for?"
"Oh, it's important mbak. ya already, I'm ahead first. sorry to disturb mbak."
Zia returned to the living room to meet Om Zaid.
"Om, I don't remember my account number, My phone is also out of battery.How about when I get to Om town to withdraw cash?"
"All right."
"Zia, the one who fought that night was not me, it was my best friend. Her name was Aaron. she borrowed my suit and out of annoyance she threw the suit away."
"It turns out Om Zaid was smart to lie as well.what's the point of explaining this to me." Inner Zia.
Zaid looked at the expression on Zia's face that did not believe her words.
"It seems free I explained, Zia doesn't trust me. I can't do much either. I have to meet Melani. I want to make sure my heart. I don't want to disappoint Zia." Inner Zaid.
"Sir, Miss breakfast is ready. Please go to the dining room."
Zia who was in a standing position directly followed the waiter into the dining room. Zaid felt Zia ignore him.
"Is Zia offended by my words? sorry Zia, even if you don't wear makeup, you're still cute and pretty." Zaid spoke to himself and soon followed Zia who was already in the dining room.
During breakfast Zia did not make a sound and only focused on her breakfast. Zia finished her breakfast quickly and left Ziad still eating her breakfast.
Zia went into the guest room and picked up the bag where her dirty clothes were.
Zia met the housekeeper who was in the kitchen, visiting Zaid who was still sitting in the dining room.
"Sir, I'll go home and say my regards to the two men who are in the hospital."
"Well, I'll tell you tomorrow to come here again yes. I'm glad Miss came to this house."
"I am ugly and will never go to this house again" Inner Zia.
Zia smiled and hugged the waiter.
Zayd saw and heard their conversation. Zaid smiled looking at Zia who was familiar with his servant. Zayd stood not far from them.
After hugging the servant Zia immediately went and again passed Om Zaid just like that.
"I also go home, tell the others to go home to each other."
The servant was astonished by his master's words. Zaid never just stay overnight in this house. Usually Zaid will spend at least one week in this house.
"Yes, that's how I wish I could make the right decision."
Zaid left the servant and soon followed Zia who was in the house. Zaid opens the car door for Zia. They leave immediately.
During the journey Zia did not make a sound and did not see Om Zaid. Zaid also could not start a conversation. Zaid felt pain looking at Zia who had silenced him.
They reached the city, Zaid immediately looked for the nearest ATM. Zaid did not want to make Zia even more annoyed at him. Zaid also hoped that Zia's heart would be good soon and spoke to him again.
Zaid looked at the ATM and immediately stopped.
"Zia, wait here. I want to withdraw money for you."
Zia looked at Om Zaid and nodded. Zaid smiled looking at Zia who was looking at him. Zaid immediately entered the ATM room, Zaid saw a maximum withdrawal of ten million rupiah. Zaid made a withdrawal of ten million and all that money Zaid would give to Zia.
Zaid immediately entered his car. Zaid picked up the brown envelope he always had in his car drawer. Zaid put all the money he took into the envelope.
Zaid did not give the money to Zia. Zaid wants to take Zia home and find out where Zia lives.
they continue their journey.
"Om, just take me to the gate. I don't want to be a neighbor's gossip, what else last night I didn't sleep at home."
"Well, where's your home address?"
Zia mentioned the address.
"I'm not too paved with the road, please give directions so as not to go wrong."
"alright. Om straight. I'll guide you again."
Zaid memorized the road that Zia mentioned, Zaid knew Zia deliberately took him around and through the narrow road. Zaid likes Zia who purposely pranks him and this makes them stay longer in the car.
Zia purposely directs Om Zaid on a circling path. Zia doesn't want Om Zaid to remember his address.
"Stop at the front gate Om."
"Is your house still deep?"
"No, there's only two turns."
"What block? what number?"
"Block C number 20."
Zaid stopped the car. Zaid took a pen and wrote a number on the envelope containing money for Zia.
"This is my phone number, and in this envelope there's money for you to take."
Zaid handed the envelope to Zia. Zia accepted it and smiled. Zia kept the envelope in the shopping bag she was holding.
"Thank you Om. Sorry I asked for a lot of money from Om."
Zia looked at Om Zaid, and so did Zaid.
"No problem, I'm sincere and love the way you get my money if you need my phone job."
"Om going to go bankrupt soon."
"As long as you don't dump me, I don't give it all up for you."
"Basic Om perverted."
"I'm serious and I'm not a pervert."
"Here it is, I must go home. Don't make me an outlet for loneliness Om."
"I'm serious, I really don't have a boyfriend."
"But I won't be Om's girlfriend either, 'cause I'm ugly."
"Don't talk like that, this morning I just meant to joke.I'm sorry."
"Mm. all right, I'm going down first."
"Be careful on the road."
Zia nodded and immediately came out. Zaid watched Zia until Zia was no longer seen.
"Wait for me Zia, I'll be visiting you soon." Zaid.
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