MAZOYA (I'm Not Me)

MAZOYA (I'm Not Me)
THE MAZOYA 51



Zoya stood by the side of the road. Waiting for a taxi to pass. Actually, Mrs Ratna offered to drive Zoya. But Zoya refused.


Of course because of his lie to Murni. Where Zoya says she's in the company. Not telling the truth, where he met Mrs Ratna.


After making sure her car does not look Zoya booked a taxi online for her to go home. ''Order a taxi online only.'' said Zoya pulled out her phone.


Zoya has not yet booked a taxi, a luxury car stops in front of her. The door opens from the inside. ''Come in, let me take you in.'' Zain bargained.


Zoya turned her eyes the other way. Really, somehow Zoya feels dislike for Zain. Though Zain has a handsome face, also the dream body of many women.


Plus his already established job. Zain also comes from a wealthy family. No woman would reject it.


However, it is likely that this is what Zoya does not like. And it could be, Zoya is traumatized by what she has previously experienced and felt. Heartache.


Zoya looked at Zain with her forced smile. "Thank you. But I'm sorry doctor, I ordered a taxi." Zoya refused to lie. He has not yet ordered a taxi.


Zain got out of his car. Get up to Zoya and get closer. "Eehh, what do you want? Restore it!!" zoya murmurs, as Zain picks up the phone he has in his hand without his consent.


"Where, you haven't booked a taxi" Zain said, knowing Zoya's lies.


Zoya neutralizes her emotions. "Dear doctor, I think you're a well-educated and well-educated man. Surely know manners. Or,, manners. Give me back my phone." Zoya quipped, feeling Zain was outrageous.


Instead of returning the phone he was holding to Zoya, Zain typed something into Zoya's phone. "What are you doing. Restore... !!" exclaim Zoya with a tone not too high.


Zoya is also still conscious, herself and Zain are on the side of the road. Where there are many people around them. Zoya certainly does not want to cause a commotion. Everyone's attention will be focused on him and Zain.


Zoya let out a long sigh, raising her right hand to ask Zain to return her phone. ''I swear to God, I want to kill this damn doctor." said Zoya.


"This." Zain returned Zoya's phone with a smile on her lips.


Zoya put on a strange face as she looked towards Zain. "Sok handsome. Pake smiles all." Inner Zoya. Zain's face was handsome.


Zain holds Zoya's shoulders and arms, half forcing Zoya to get into his car.


"Let go, I can do it myself...!" zoya is losing her patience.


Zain got into the car immediately. Sit in the driver's seat. "You know Mrs Ratna?" ask Zain.


Zoya only glanced at Zain. He was not surprised at all when Zain knew the mother and knew her name.


Mr. Darwin is a successful businessman known by all circles for his greatness in leading and advancing the company.


And surely they knew Mrs Ratna because she was the wife of Mr. Darwin. And so is Zain.


"I work in the company of Mr. Darwin." explained Zoya who was actually very lazy to talk to Zain.


"What part?" ask Zain.


"Finance." said Zoya briefly.


Zain nodded while smiling meaningfully. "Finance. She must be a smart woman." Zain's mind guessed Zoya's brain.


For a moment, the atmosphere in the car was silent. There was no conversation between the two. Until Zain again makes a sound that makes the atmosphere in the car no longer quiet.


"Didn't I give you my card. Why didn't you call me?" ask Zain curious.


Because usually, women will immediately contact him when he gives his mobile number to them. "I'm busy." said Zoya keep looking forward.


"When I am a doctor." said Zain, who actually indirectly said that his profession as a doctor is busier than Zoya.


Zoya did not speak of Zain. And it just so happened that Zain's car had stopped right in front of Mr. Endri's house.


"Thank you." great-granddaughter Zoya, get out of Zain's car.


"What.." said Zain, staring at Zoya's broad back that entered her yard. "There are no pleasantries." continued Zain.


Who thinks that he will be offered Zoya to stop by his house first. Because he had brought her home.


In an apartment, Milly lay staring at the ceiling of the room. For now, she is not pregnant. Because last night Mr. Darwin spouted his seeds in his womb.


That afternoon, before Milly's noon grave contacted Mr. Darwin. Ask him to meet her at the apartment.


Both are talking seriously. And Milly would be willing to marry Mr. Darwin. If she is found pregnant.


But instead, if Milly is not shown to be pregnant, Mr. Darwin must release Milly. Which means the relationship is finished at that moment.


"Money and all that Darwin gave was enough. And it's time for me to fly free." so often.


Before asking Mr. Darwin to meet him, Milly calculated the amount or total wealth he got from the father of Zoya.


And of course, the numbers aren't kidding. The two had been in a forbidden relationship for more than a year.


Moreover, Milly is not only given cash by Mr. Darwin. But also some properties. Like a house and a villa. And of course some areas of land that are not playing games.


And all of that, of course, in Milly's name. So, if he is free from the arms of Mr. Darwin, Milly no longer need to bother thinking about where the money will be.


"Again, my money in the bank is still a lot" he said.


As it turns out, unbeknownst to Mr. Darwin, Milly opened an account to save money. And Mr. Darwin didn't know it.


Milly looked towards her stomach. "Hopefully this damn seed is not present in my stomach" he said in an annoyed tone.


"Ehh..." Milly smiled meaningfully. It can be seen, his smile has a lot of meaning. Where her small brain had planned an action that would definitely benefit her.


"wait. But, if I don't make it. I'm still getting married to that old bandit."


Milly fell silent. He was thinking about what plan he was going to continue. If the plan he has put together fails. "If my plan does not go smoothly, I will abort my womb." said Milly, but he does not necessarily contain the seeds of Mr. Darwin.


Lady Ratna kept staring at the paper where it was written two addresses that Zoya said Milly lived in. Lady Ratna decided to go to one of the addresses that Zoya was told about.


Mrs Ratna's car stopped right in front of the address given by Zoya. A house is a little small, but looks so comfortable and certainly worth fantastic. "Sir, wait here for a moment." Mrs Ratna asked the driver.


"Okay Madam." said the driver.


Mrs Ratna did not care at all, if the driver told her husband if he visited the address.


Mrs Ratna was just outside the fence, looking in. Looking for the owner of the house.


A man who saw Mrs Ratna's actions immediately approached her. "Sorry Madam, can I help you?" ask the man.


Lady Ratna smiled sweetly. "Sore sir. I'm sorry, I'm looking for Mr. Darwin, or Mrs Milly." Mrs Ratna called the two as if they were a couple.


"Emm, but it doesn't look like they're coming home, ma'am. Because they usually come back from now on." said the man.


Degs.... Madame Ratna's chest skipped a beat. From the words of the man, he seems to know both.


"I just want to give something. Didn't they just occupy this house?" mrs Ratna tried to dig up information. Act as if he is an acquaintance of both.


"True Madam, they haven't even lived here five months" explained the man.


Lady Ratna understood her emotions and anger. He still smiled, even though his heart felt pierced.


"But, I know. Mr. Darwin and Mrs Milly have other residences" he explained.


"Yes, I know too. Didn't they live in the apartment." again Lady Ratna tried to find information from the man in front of her.


"That's why I don't know. But what I heard, Mrs Milly is Mr. Darwin's second wife." she explained.


Soon Mrs Ratna said goodbye to the man. He reasoned that he would approach both at the house of the other Lord Darwin.


Really, he could not stand what he would hear again. "Milly,, it turned out to be her right." muttered Lady Ratna, wiping away the tears on her cheek.


The driver, who was in the front seat, stole the view of the Madam from the monitoring glass in front of her. Actually, the driver was very curious. Why the boss is acting strange.