My Fiancee's Spirit Substitute

My Fiancee's Spirit Substitute
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Zifa was increasingly afraid to look towards this man, “Where did you get this from?” her tanya was cynical, with eyes that were increasingly sharpening towards her. “You kindly have a pack of Zain, yes?!” the aim, made Zaki feel shocked to hear the accusation.


Zaki showed both palms in front of Zifa, “Wow .. I did not help, really. That Zain showed me, and he told me to tell you about this,” his rebuttal, further making Zifa swerve towards him.


“How can you?! Mr. Zain is dead, and he couldn't have told you to love this thing to me!” aim for Zifa again, making Zaki feel confused about what else to say.


Seeing her many friends around her, Zifa turned her head in all directions, trying to avoid their sight.


“Already, if you want to talk, come on! Don't be here!” said Zifa slightly taut, while stepping towards a stall on the edge of the road.


They sat on a long chair, made of wood. Zifa took a neatly arranged loaf of bread on a small shelf, which was in front of her.


“Pak, iced coffee goodnight one, yes!” said Zifa, while opening the bread she was holding.


“Ready!”


Zifa looked towards Zaki, “What do you want to drink?” bargained for.


“Latte cold,” replied Zaki, making Zifa pause to hear it.


What Zaki ordered, just like Kia's favorite drink. It made him even more curious, what kind of relationship this man had with Kia and Zain.


For a moment, his curiosity was repressed. He turned to the owner of the stall, who was making the drink he ordered.


“Add ice latte one, Sir!”


Zifa looked in wonder towards Zaki, “You like cold latte?” tanyanya.


“Ya.”


“Since when?” he added.


It seemed that Zifa was very curious about the figure of this man she had just met. So curious, he forgot to ask the name of this mysterious man.


“When the age of 10 years,” replied Zaki clearly, Zifa is increasingly curious to make.


‘Why this coincidence? Why Kia's favorite drink, also her favorite drink?’ inner Zifa, who was looking pushyly towards Zaki.


“We've been talking, but don't know each other's name,” always Zaki, make Zifa look up to hear it.


“Eh, what's your name?” zifa asked half-struck to hear Zaki's slurs.


Hearing his name, Zifa gave a startled glance. He was confused as to why his name was the same as the initials engraved on the star-shaped hanger. Zifa looked down confused, her head hurt a little, knowing some similarities between Zaki and Kia.


Capturing the strangeness signals from Zifa, Zaki just stared at her nanar.


“Yourname ... Zifa, right?” zaki asked, Zifa looked up, looking at him half in disbelief.


“Tau from where?” zifa asked looking at him strangely.


“From Zain.” Zaki said all the things that felt very strange in Zifa's ears.


The tavern owner served the drink they ordered, making their conversation cut short for a moment.


“Thank you, Sir.” Zifa, shift the drink in front of him.


Zifa refocused her gaze on Zaki, while still trying to open the plastic bread, which had not been opened earlier.


“From Zain? When did he tell you about this?” ask Zifa again, who still wants to confirm the answer.


“So noon, when you and Kia were eating in the cafeteria of building A,” Zaki replied again, this time making Zifa aghast to hear it.


His body instantly trembled, making him feel extremely confused by this state of affairs. The bread he had just opened until it fell, so weak his strength.


“Ta-last noon? How can you, pak Zain ‘kan already ...”


Zifa could no longer continue his words.


Zaki smiled faintly, looking at Zifa's reaction which seemed to be very distrustful of what she said earlier.


“Yes, Zain is dead, but his spirit is still curious and continues to wander. I'm one of the people who can see it. He asked me to tell you this,” Zaki explained.


Zifa was increasingly incredulous, it was impossible for such a thing to happen in this digital age. Such mystical things only existed in the days of the ancestors.


His hands were still trembling, he forced to reach into his cell phone, which was in his pants pocket. Zaki looked at him dazed, “You want to say what you are?” tanyakanya.


“You love Kia!” he replied, making Zaki glare in shock at hearing that.


“Do not!” pekik Zaki, who felt strongly that he would not allow it.


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