Died Marriage

Fainted

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I'd better go to your house first.

"Dad, you pay my SPP."

"Mba wokeh. The road money is all. Hehe."

Nazeera laughs, this one human never wants to lose. Whoever it is no one wants to lose anyway.

"Be careful." He said while giving money to Ashah.

"Ready, Mba." Asyah gave his respect.

Nazeera shook her head, "Basic, you're the big one but still childish." His words shook Asyah's head.

"Cityhhhh. Just been praised. Even in Toyor." Gerrutu Asya.

"I want to go straight home. Don't forget to lock it. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Yes Mba. Wa'alaikumussalam."

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Nazeera had already called Onni that she was going back to her parents' house.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mother, Father. Zee is back." Nazeera said slightly shouting while in the living room but there was no one.

"No one yah. The servants too. Where are they on?"

Nazeera calls Tamar to ask where the residents of this house are.

"Zee, you're still working. I have business in country Y. So mommy's coming along too."

"Well, it's a waste donk I came here, bang."

"Not in vain, dear. I'm busy."

"Abang wait a minute. That's a loud music sound. Where is my brother now?"

"It-it's again... I've had children banned from kepo."

"My handsome gate, before asking is forbidden then I will keep asking."

"Jas. You write your questions on the question sheet. Keep asking your questions to your students." Tamar chuckles.

Nazeera clucked, "Abang who hit her crazy Jaya. My brother is coming home now. Point!!!" The call turned off the phone.

"I shouldn't have called you not her."

Nazeera called while walking to her room. "Duhh, mother ngak lift. Try Dad."

No one raised his call.

Nazeera kept her bag and went into the bathroom. "So bright."

***

After finishing the bath, Nazeera lay on the bed, Mother what is it? I still remember that same dream.

"Already ah... It was just a dream."

She walked into the kitchen feeling thirsty.

"Non, I'm ready to eat yah." Said the waiter when he saw Nazeera.

"No need to be Bi, thank you."

"Bi, how's your health lately?" Ask to pour water.

"Ohh, it's Non. The lady seems to be less healthy. Yesterday I overheard..."

"Hear what, Bi?" Tanya Nazeera closed the refrigerator.

"I-it's Non. If the madam is sick again. But forgot his name, Non."

Nazeera's feelings were shattered upon hearing the bad news. His body trembled the glass that was grasped was almost released. His feet felt weak.

Not felt, tears back in her beautiful face.

"Bi? What's up?" Ask Tamar who just arrived.

The servant became very panicked, "That's Master. Miss Nazeera asked about the state of the Madam."

Tamar clucked, she forgot to tell the waiter not to make Nazeera worry.

Praakkk

The sound of the glass falling, Nazeera's body finally became hollow.

"Zeez. Wake." Tamar patted the woman's cheek.

"Dam." Umpatnya.

The waiter was getting more and more frightened, he initially did not want to give the information. But because he was not used to lying, so he revealed it according to reality.

"Soge away." Tamar carries Nazeera's body.

Just a few steps he turned around, "Don't repeat the same mistake." Press Tamar.

"QUICK!!!" Snap Tamar.

The waiter was shocked. Tamar continued her steps towards Nazeera's room.

"Zee, wake!!!" Tamar looked at the woman sad and devastated.

Soon the waiter brought fresh care. Tamar took it and gave it to Nazeera's nose.

"Call the doctor." Tell that servant.

Tamar pondered in light of the incident a few hours ago.

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Events in Mansion

"Mother, what do you think I am to hide this disease? Huh uh?!" Tamar cried feeling unregarded by her own birth mother.

"Son, you just don't want to worry you."

"Originally you know, I'm now a stupid child until my own mother's illness I don't know."

"Son..." Raha the mother tried to grab Tamar's hand.

Tamar dodged, "Mother, I'm sick to know this from someone else. Why didn't you tell me yourself?! I don't think I'm a mother's son."

Tamar has been carried away by emotions so she cannot think clearly. He left the mother who was still trying to explain and apologize.

Tamar rubbed her head roughly, "Haaaahhhh." Breath Tamar.

"now I wonder if I'm your daughter or not. I'm like everyone else in my own family. This is a big thing, what if Nazeera also knows from others how she feels. Are we someone else?"

Tamar stood her back to her mother, "Son, you just don't want to be burdened."

"DELAY!!!" Snap Tamar.

"Originally you know, now I feel a disobedient child,"

hikz hikz hikz

"I should feel burdened."

Raha twisted Tamar's shoulders and hugged her. They cry together.

"I'm sorry, son. Please don't say this to Nazeera." Pintanya while rubbing Tamar's head.

"Say what, Bun?" Ask someone who just came in.

"Dad." Say them simultaneously.

"What are you talking about?" Ask Mise.

Tamar let go of her embrace and wiped away her tears. "It's okay, Dad."

"I just miss my mother but mother instead gave me the talk of a worm child. Who knows who the mother and father are. Different chickens, when it just hatched immediately know if it's the mother, the worm I also do not know who the mother and father."

Mise holding the base of her nose shook her head. He thinks what the hell are they talking about.

Raha chuckled at the eulogy of his eldest son, "You've rested."

"Yes mother." Tamar kissed her mother's cheeks and her father in turn and walked out of the room.

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In Nazeera's room

"Zee, you need to be aware. Don't make me hurt any more."

"The doctor went where, a long time ago." Gusar Tamar's.

He shuffled his head in frustration.

"BIABI...!!!" Shouted Tamar.

Seriate...

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I'm sorry that I waited, but the one that was waiting never came. But once come directly cerocos do not know the direction of destination..

So gini, these last few are very busy. So blm had time to go on holiday...!!!

I was busy dealing with sesame, and just finished last night. All those who want to buy sesame Jan forgot to call me aje yeh😌😂🤣🤣.

Who are still curious about the Nazeera story, donk voice. So that the author becomes the spirit of jua🤣🤣

Guys, I want to sing this,

The sound listen to me.

How is my heart

I'm here waiting for him

Still hope in his heart

Natizen: yaelah toor, it's mah not singing his name toor, it's you're typing.. Where is there writing in Denger?!

Tor: Yudh, you invest only your lemon voice.

Natizen:😌😣😑 Jan long-long up again tor.

tor: it depends

Natizen: depends where tor?

tor: it depends on your support and support zeyeeeeeeeeeeeng😑