
Aza did not reprimand the Udin mang at all even though it happened and he did because in a state of confusion and many thoughts.
Her face was confused and also at the same time astonished, "Why is it as if that person's voice I've heard before and felt so familiar," Aza said.
"Oh Allah, may Non Aza not be angry with me, it can be fatal if Non Aza complains to the Master and Lady," lirih Mang Joni Iskandar while glancing at Aza who sat silently in silence through the rearview mirror of his car.
A short while later, they had already arrived at the residence of Great Lord Farhan his Papa. Building houses that stand firmly with architecture and style typical of eastern Europe. Peach shades dominate the paint color of the house.
Aza did not reprimand the Udin mang at all even though it happened and he did because in a state of confusion and many thoughts.
"Why is it as if that person's voice I've heard before and feel so familiar" Zameera Azzahrah said.
Zameera Azzahrah hastened her steps into her room without reprimanding anyone who passed her. Even his mother who saw him did not rebuke him in the slightest.
His mind was centered and focused on the voice of someone who these few hours seemed to haunt him. Aza went into the bathroom to immediately flush her body with cold water. He wanted the cold water to make him fresh again, and his mind was clear again.
The sound returned to silence when Zahrah turned off and closed the flow of water from the shower. Aza stroked her long hair up to her face until when she opened her eyes a shadow of a body suddenly appeared as fast as lightning in her eye sockets.
The shadow of the man is tall and athletic. That person's face was vague in his vision. Only his body shape was clearly visible in his eyes.
"Where my wife I miss you so much!" The voice came back to his ears.
Zahrah spread her gaze around her inside her bathroom. But, there could be no one else with him.
"I must immediately ask Aunty Winda Viska if like this I can continue to die curious to make," he said, who had begun to ignite his emotions because he did not get the answer he wanted.
Zahra immediately pulled out her bathing suit hanging on the hanger. Until the corner tail of his eyelids caught the shadow of the flash of a circular object in the fingers of his left hand precisely on his ring finger.
Zameera unhesitatingly pointed her finger which contained an extremely beautiful and elegant golden ring right before her eyes. He looked closely at the ring.
"Beautiful, but this is a ring since when was it in my finger?" zahrah looked at the ring.
Zahrah hurriedly put on her bathrobe and rushed towards her dressing room, a special room with a collection of clothes and some important items. She wears her clothes with just origin without polishing thick makeup enough lip gloss with a sprinkling of white powder and combing her hair is enough.
"I have to ask Mama about this ring, I'm sure you must know this ring?" aza.
With his definite footsteps and seemed to be in a hurry, to the extent that Ria maid who was always there every time she needed something to cross paths with him was not at all touched.
Just give no, especially for just making small talk for a while. The look on his face looked very serious, he walked up and down the stairs to the front of his mother's room.
Tok…
The sound of knocking on the door sounded quite loud and signified that the person who was knocking on the door was like an impatient person. Ms. Fauziah who was putting her makeup on immediately finished her activities when she heard the knock on the door.
Bu Fauzia was a little astonished by who knocked on the pintunta. He got up from his seat and walked towards the door with a thought that suspected the person behind the door.
Aza who was stared at with astonishment and question marks by her mother could only laugh grimly in front of Bu Fauziah.
"What's the matter, baby?" He asked by pulling Aza's hand to enter.
Mr. Farhan who had just finished his bathing ritual was surprised to see the existence of his only daughter in his room who was already sitting on one of the soft and dark green-patterned couches.
He looked at his wife who demanded an answer about the arrival of his second child. While the one being stared at only shrugged his shoulders a sign of not understanding the situation, conditions and circumstances that occur in there. Aza knows very well if his arrival there is enough to interfere with the rest of his parents.
But he could not wait too long to ask about the ring he was wearing. Aza immediately tried to take off his new ring a few days ago he was wearing again because he had been released some time ago.
"O Allah, did Aza remember some of her previous memories, if she remembered what she would have hated me and never wanted to see me as her Mama again" Bu Fauziah sat down with her sad face.
Aza pointed the ring in front of her mother. Bu Fauziah immediately understood the meaning of Aza. Bu Fauziah took the ring and looked towards Aza. Mr. Farhan immediately approached the two women who were very valuable and important in his life at this time.
"Mama! Do you know this ring and about when I wore it and where did you buy it?" Aza asked a lot of questions for Mama.
Bu Fauziah and Pak Farhan looked at each other and did not expect that Aza finally realized and asked about the ring he had worn since the beginning he set foot in his family.
"Oh my God, what shall I say to my daughter?" Mr. Farhan was silent about a thousand languages and was confused about what to answer.
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