MAZOYA (I'm Not Me)

THE MAZOYA 23

Zoya takes a taxi, saying she wants to go out and buy something for Yaya's parents. Zoya is now in front of her house.

Where he was born and raised. Zoya stays in the taxi. "How am I inside." he murmured.

Without notice, her tears dripped down her cheeks. "Elo has to be strong Zoya" she tweeted.

I want Zoya out of the taxi. Get inside. Hugged the mother. And look at his body.

But Zoya's not that crazy. Those who have him will certainly be expelled and considered to disturb their peace.

Zoya breathed a lot. Her chest feels tight. Zoya can't hold it anymore. He covered his face with both palms.

Both of Zoya's shoulders move up and down. Indicates if he is crying sobbing. "Cry Miss. Clear everything. I'm sure, even if it doesn't heal, at least the pain will decrease." said the taxi driver, looking back.

"Sorry sir." Zoya opened both her palms. His face was soaked with tears.

The driver gave Zoya a tissue. "Thank you sir." said Zoya, receiving and wearing a tissue given by the driver.

Zoya sees something different about the taxi. "Well sir, why is the counting machine turned off. Just turn it on. It will pay for everything." asked Zoya to feel bad.

The driver smiled faintly. "Non, don't think about it. I got a lot of passengers. So Non need not worry." said the driver.

Zoya smiled faintly. This was the first time he felt the kindness of others. "It makes my feelings warm up." - Zoya.

"Thank you sir." great-granddaughter Zoya.

"Together Non."

Just now Zoya wants to ask the driver to run her taxi back, and leave where they stopped.

But Zoya's voice was stuck in her throat, seeing something that must have been very stifling to her chest. "Milly. Elo really needs to get rid of it." - furious Zoya.

Milly came out of her house with her dad. Both are in the same car. "Sir, follow that car. But don't get caught by them." asked Zoya.

"None" said the driver.

"Mama. I need to find evidence immediately. Poor mama." said Zoya, clearly heard in the ear of the driver.

Zoya looked at the car in front of her sharply. It was as if he did not want to lose where they were going.

"Sir, don't lose them." Zoya asked in a hoarse voice, as she had just cried.

"Non Good." The driver can guess what happened here.

Papa's car from Zoya stops at a house that is not so big, but still looks luxurious. Because of its excellent design.

"Whose house is this?" ask Zoya to guess.

Zoya finds out that Milly lives in an apartment. Not a house. Whose home they went to. "Sir, walk." Zoya asked.

Zoya intends to find out about the house she just saw. "Don't make it, it's Milly's house that you bought." Zoya guessed.

Zoya smiled cynically. "Suckers. If it's true, I'll take it. Milly,,, elo has been so outrageous. I'm really not sincere." snorted Zoya.

Zoya asks a taxi to drop her off in front of a fitness building. "Thank you sir." said Zoya while giving money to the driver.

"Non, this is mostly" said the driver.

"It's okay sir. Just take it." Zoya said, leaving the driver.

"Damn it." said Zoya inwardly.

"Sir, I want a list" said Zoya, but still the employee was indifferent. He was busy with his cell phone in his hand.

"Sir...!!" call Zoya raise her tone.

He placed the phone in his hand. "Gue is not a bitch. Don't yell." she cried with judas.

The sound of the two made some people turn their heads towards them. Also with someone Zoya knows. He is the owner as well as mentor at this fitness center.

"What's this?" ask a guy Zoya knows as a gym owner.

Zoya wants to open her mouth, but first by the officer who is at the registration desk. "Sorry, he's signing up. But even loud and disrespectful." he even slandered Zoya.

Zoya opened her mouth in disbelief. Want Zoya to scream, cursing at the woman in front of her. But she realizes that she's not Zoya. But Yaya.

Zoya sighed slowly. Then smile. "I'm sorry, it's not a CCTV camera. It's not broken, is it?" zoya smiled in a slant.

The woman's face immediately looked pale. "Just go. I came to sign up. Not for a fight. And I chose this place, because of a recommendation from my coworkers." said Zoya to the point.

The owner of the gym looked sharply at his employees. You can guess who is guilty here. "Just work well. If you are bored, you can find a job elsewhere" said the gym owner.

The woman just kept her head down. "Sorry Miss, for what my employees did. If you may know, who would recommend you, to come to this place?"

"Zoya ise. Mazoya ise. Mr. Darwin's daughter." said Zoya, glancing at the woman who had underestimated him.

"Zoya ise. Gosh darn. Why not go straight in. I'm Zoya's friend. Just relax. You don't have to register. Let me set it up myself."

The gym owner invites Zoya to come in. The two talked while walking. "Unfortunately, Zoya is now sick. And I hear, it's pretty bad."

Zoya nodded. "He's unconscious."

"Elo saw it?"

Zoya shakes. Zoya smiled wryly. "Gue is indeed Zoya's friend and co-worker. But her parents don't like me at all. Especially her papa." Zoya is obviously lying.

"Sorry." he could guess, why did Zoya's papa dislike the woman who was currently walking beside him.

Zoya nodded. The two then immediately talked about the schedule that Zoya will take to do weight loss in this place.

"But elo must remember. Keep eating patterns. Free elo exercise, if not maintain a diet." press the owner of the gym.

"Sure." said Zoya.

"Gue himself will instantly become elo's guide."

"Thank you."

Once everything is clear, when will Zoya start doing gymnastics, and also the time, Zoya leaves this place.

The gym owner stared at Zoya's back which was getting away. "Zoya ise. Their names are the same." he muttered.

"The style of speaking is the same as Zoya. If I hadn't seen the guy, I would have thought I was talking to Zoya" she said.

Without him knowing, if it was Zoyalah who had previously talked to him.