
~ Loss of you is able to kill me slowly ~ Rafael Zayyan Rajendra.
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Time keeps turning and the day keeps changing. Everything seems to pass so quickly. But to this day Zayyan also has not found the owner of his heart.
The woman who has managed to reclaim a heart that was once broken. A woman who has reunited a heart that was once fractured. The woman who has managed to take him on the run from a very painful past trauma. Yes, that woman is nana. She is a woman who is very much loved by a zayyan today.
"Zayyan you ate first son" exclaimed her mother when she saw her son just came down the stairs.
"Zayyan isn't hungry ma'am" Zayyan replied briefly.
"But son, you haven't been eating well lately" said the middle-aged woman. "Eat a little yes, later you can get sick" He continued full of worry.
"Better so ma'am. Why else would zayyan live if without zayyan's wife and son again" replied zayyan flatly.
"Zayyan don't talk like that. You can't die. Who's gonna take care of them if you die, huh ?" Snapped her mother.
"But they have left zayyan bu" replied zayyan grudgingly.
His mother pulled Zayyan's body to face him, she held her son's arms together, her eyes stared intently, her jaw starting to harden.
"Listen to zayyan's mother. You said you loved nana didn't you ? So what does this call love ?" Asked her mother in a slightly high tone.
"Is this just your struggle to regain your wife's love and trust ? You have to be upbeat, you have to eat to be healthy, so you can find them again"
"You've made the mistake of wasting your wife, so don't make the second mistake. I'm sure they'll be back, and you need to stay strong and healthy for them"
"Now let's eat, son" Invite her mother to lead zayyan to the dinner table. The middle-aged woman gave a plate of fried rice to zayyan. The man finally ate his food even with a sad face.
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Dikantor zayyan sat in his great chair. Since the departure of Nana, zayyan has undergone many changes not only in terms of physical but also in terms of nature and behavior.
Zayyan, who used to be warm to those closest to him, is now turning very cold. He no longer talks much even often angry for no apparent reason. His body that was once perfect and athletic is now turned into thin dry like unkempt. Every night this man comes home drunk.
"Zayyan" Call alexa after opening the door to zayyan's room.
The man raised his head to look at the sound. "Do you have no manners ?" Zayyan asked tightly to alexa.
"Aren't you taught how to get into your boss' room ? And what was it ! You called me without frills. This is alexa's office, and here I am your boss"
"And yes one more, you entered my room without knocking on the door first. Is that your manners ?" Zayyan like her was furious at alexa. I don't know why men's mood changes so often. Sometimes he behaves very well, sometimes angry for no reason, sometimes crying, and often daydreaming. While alexa who was treated like that was silent, she tried to understand the attitude of her best friend and boss. He realized that Zayyan really loved his wife. It's even very in love. But he couldn't lie either, his heart was in so much pain seeing Zayyan turn out like this. There was no more tenderness or care that Zayyan showed her.
"I'm sorry sir.. I promise I won't repeat the same thing again" Alexa said trying to be polite to zayyan. But still his eyes glazed over hearing and seeing zayyan like this to him.
"Outside there is mister x, he wants to meet the father to discuss about the project in the drug factory" replied Alexa lowered her head.
"Huf.. Where is Raka ? Can't she take care of this ?" Zayyan yelled a little.
"Raka.. Emh I mean Pak raka is reviewing the company's development in the branch office" replied Alexa again.
"alright.. Then ask mister x to wait for me in the client's living room. I'll be there in a minute" replied zayyan.
"Well sir" replied Alexa and immediately went outside the room of her superior.
After alexa's departure, Zayyan received a phone call from someone. "How is it going ? Have you found my wife's whereabouts ?" Ask zayyan.
"Not yet sir, we have not found the whereabouts of Miss Nana to date" replied someone from behind the phone.
"This is how the hell.. Just search can't. I don't want to know if you have to find my wife. Otherwise I'll see for myself what I can do to you guys" Zayyan snapped a little threateningly before turning off her phone. After that, the man who had been abandoned by his wife hit the wall so hard that all his emotions had made his hands bleed.
"Where are you going ? please return. I can die if you keep hiding from me" said zayyan grudgingly. His legs were no longer able to hold his weight until he fell.
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After being satisfied crying in his room, Zayyan immediately met his client in the guest room which was deliberately made in his office to receive important guests such as his company's clients.
"Sorry sir for waiting too long. I had a little business that cannot be left behind" Zayyan exclaimed after entering the living room.
Actually mister x was almost gone from zayyan's office, but when he almost stood up zayyan came from outside. He also wanted to be very angry because zayyan had made him wait too long, but even then he paled when he saw the eyes of the overgrown zayyan. He had heard from people about the news of the state of zayyan and the problems that occurred in his household. He was very concerned and sad about it.
"It's okay, mr. zayyan. But are you okay ?" Ask mr. x.
"What do you mean, sir ?" Ask zayyan.
"Ahh no offense mr. zayyan. I didn't mean it that way" replied mister x feeling bad. "Mr zayyan doesn't look good. Is mister zayyan sick ?" Asked mister x carefully as he was afraid of re-offending zayyan.
"It's okay sir. Hm.. Yes, I am not feeling well right now" replied Zayyan lethargic.
"Do we need to make an appointment next time, sir ? for mister zayyan to rest today" cried mister x.
"Thank you for your attention, sir. But it's not necessary, we just continue our meeting today" replied zayyan who was taken in by mr. x. They then discuss the projects they are currently working on.
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Kerinci, Jambi September 19, 2020