MAZOYA (I'm Not Me)

MAZOYA (I'm Not Me)
THE MAZOYA 41



Zoya is feeling restless. His eyes had been closed for over thirty minutes, even nearly an hour. But he has not yet entered the world of dreams.


Zoya looked at the ceiling of her room. "What's going on?" ask yourself to feel unsettled. In fact, usually Zoya has fallen asleep.


Zoya gets out of bed. Walk closer to the window. See the darkness of the night. With a slight lift of his head, he saw the stars scattered in the sky. There was no moon between them.


"Why God. What's the matter?" ask her again to yourself.


Zoya held her chest. Everything seems normal. Unlike this afternoon, where he felt tremendous pain in several parts of his limbs.


Several times Zoya sighed and exhaled slowly. He intended to calm down what he was feeling, but he himself did not understand the reason why he felt uncomfortable either.


But free. Zoya remained distraught. "Mama." in Zoya's mind, suddenly crossed the shadow of the mama who smiled sadly at him.


Zoya looked at the door. He closed both of his eyes. He lifted his foot to step out of the small room.


The atmosphere looks lonely. The room in the house also looked bright. Because all the lights are off. Signs that both of Yaya's parents are asleep in their sleep.


So that the room can only get a highlight from the outside lights that are not turned off.


Zoya slowly unlocks the house. He did not want to wake Yaya's parents. Sitting on the porch of the house. Looking straight ahead. Feel the cold night wind.


Unfortunately, Zoya did not feel cold at all. It was as if the uneasiness within him was defeating everything he felt.


Nearly fifteen minutes, Zoya sits on the porch alone at night. Just the sound of the night animals. "Tomorrow morning I have to see my mother." - Inwardly, feeling that the mother is not okay.


Zoya got up from her seat, and immediately went back into the room, to sleep. Without Zoya realizing it, Mr. Endri observes everything he does.


"What's wrong with Zoya?" asked Mr. Endri, feeling the princess harbored something big. And just being held alone.


"Zoya, he.." Mr. Endri hung up his words. There was a sentence that he could not seem to express.


Mr. Endri actually felt. If the young woman in his house is not the figure of his daughter.


But he was also confused. Although she felt she was not her daughter, her physique and body belonged to Yaya.


"Lord. Remove this taste from the heart of the servant. She's a slave's daughter. In our biological child." Mr. Endri's inner self-assured.


Mr. Endri immediately returned to the room, after sipping mineral water available in the kitchen.


In the morning, Zoya immediately prepared herself. As said last night. If this morning, she'll go to her mother's house.


"Tumben's mom's daughter woke up early?" tanya Murni, gave two pieces of bread that he had given jam in it.


"Zoya wants to stop by Zoya's friend's house. She is sick." said Zoya, putting bread in her mouth.


Pure ma'am's hand that was stuffing provisions into the paper bag was silent for a moment. "Your friend?" ask Murni. Because, all this time Zoya has never said anything about her friend.


Zoya nodded. Swallowing his bread, he then understood the words of the mother. "Boyfriend. She is just like Zoya. But Zoya was luckier, because she opened her eyes first. Meet with mom and dad. Different from him." great-granddaughter Zoya, looks sad.


In any case, Zoya is telling me about herself. Maybe he wasn't sad. "God. Hopefully he will heal quickly." said Mrs Murni.


Zoya smiles. "Where's dad?" tanyanya, while continuing to eat.


"Obviously, your dad's shopping."


"That's one morning." said Zoya.


"Dad went to the fish market."


"Dad want to sell fish?" ask Zoya.


Zoya nodded in understanding. Because, items like Pure ma'am said cannot last long. Especially if Mr. Endri still wants to try. So he must have just done a little shopping first.


"Zoya leaves, ma'am." said Zoya, taking a small paper bag on the table. Inside is his lunch.


Zoya soon shakes hands with Murni's mom, Zoya feels there are a pair of eyes that pay attention to her interaction with Murni's mom. "Zoya, what's up, baby?" tanya bi Murni, felt the princess was staring in the other direction carefully.


Ms. Murnipun followed where the princess set her sights. "There's nothing." he said.


"Mother fooled...!!" zoya laughed.


"You are." annoyed Pure ma'am hit the child's arm slowly.


Zoya had to do it. Because there is nothing in that place. But Zoya felt that there was something there.


''Be careful...!!" exclaim Pure ma'am who did not take Zoya to the front.


Ms. Pure shook her head, while cleaning the dining table. "There's just nothing." said Murni, feeling funny with Zoya's attitude that pranks her.


Pure Ma'am's hand stopped, he looked where Zoya had looked. "Why goosebumps" he said shuddering.


"This is because of Zoya" said Murni, immediately finished his work. And open a shop.


The Taj is visible to the naked eye, where a person stands. The soul of Yaya. "Mom, this is my mother's son. Daughter mother. Not him."


Yaya is envious of the togetherness and familiarity between Zoya and her mother. Which all this time, he was always treated spoiled by Pure Ma'am. "It's all my fault. Why am I refusing to go back inside my body." Yaya regretted.


"Zoya...!! it seems like you are enjoying it a lot." Yaya said with a visibly irritated facial expression. Moreover, the mother also called him by the name of Zoya, not Yaya.


And Yaya herself, she had already seen how Zoya's body was currently lying weakly helplessly on the bed. "I want my body. I want to go back with mom and dad."


"I need to talk to Zoya, but how?" sesal Yaya's.


Yaya was confused too. How to talk to Zoya. In reality, neither Zoya nor everyone else can see her.


Yaya kept looking at the mother who was in the kitchen. Wash the empty dishes and glasses that Zoya just used.


For a moment, Yaya thought. How is Zoya's life in this world. Using body. Whereas in the past, Zoya also always made it difficult while in the office.


Yaya's soul moved to where he wanted to easily. It's just, he can't do what he wants. Because he's just a soul without a container.


Zoya, who was in a taxi, sat in the back seat. He felt like someone was suddenly sitting next to him. But Zoya saw nothing. "Why from last night I always feel uncomfortable." murmured Zoya.


Without Zoya knowing, next to her already sat the figure of Yaya. Zoya shook her head. "That's it. May it be well." - Zoya.


"Where is he going?" yaya asks himself, seeing that the taxi Zoya is riding does not lead to the company. But somewhere else.


Yaya looked at Zoya who was playing a cell phone. "Where are you going?" ask Yaya, even if she knows, if the question will be free.


"Yes...!!" Yaya was furious and upset that she felt that everything was unfair to her. Suddenly Yaya's soul disappears from beside Zoya. Either Yaya goes where.


Zoya looked at the chair beside her. "What's wrong, mbak?" ask the driver, look at Zoya like a confused person.


"Ehh, no sir. There are mosquitoes." Zoya reasoned.


"Mosquito." muttered the driver. Zoya is looking for an absurd reason. There are mosquitoes in the taxi.


"Why do I feel so strange all of a sudden." - Zoya.