TEARS OF WAITING

AMP Season 2 Part 30 Weird People

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“You?” Fauzan said. Without feeling he gripped firmly the plate containing food in his hand. Had not many people noticed them, it was possible that Fauzan could have smashed the plate to pieces. She herself did not know why such emotions were only due to Nadia's dirty clothes.

“Sorry, Sir! I was not on purpose!” Naina said as she clenched her hands together in front of her chest. After he finished talking, he stepped quickly out of the party area.

“Are you okay?” fauzan asked, still maintaining his servant attitude, while keeping the food plate on the empty seat next to Nadia. Then, he rubbed the girl's clothes with a handkerchief that became a decoration in the pocket of the suit.

“Already, no need,” Nadia said while holding Fauzan's hand to stop touching him.

“Just change the clothes I bought for you!”

Fauzan asks a bodyguard to take Nadia's clothes in the car, to replace the wet clothes. Nadia was actually reluctant, but inevitably she had to wear it, if she came home later, she was worried that she would wet and damage the seat of Fauzan's car.

Nadia hitchhiked in one of the host rooms of the party organizers, to change her wet clothes. He had seen himself in the mirror in the room, in disbelief because he seemed to be a different person.

The clothes worn by Nadia are long dress, wide-sleeved at the end, buttons are located on the front until easy to use, with a sprinkling of sequins and crushed precious stones on the bottom.

As deliberately designed to make it easier, let alone the color is exactly the same as the suit worn by Fauzan makes them as if a married couple, making the media again misbehavior.

Either all of it was due to her unusual clothes or because of her feelings, which were so flattered to get the special treatment of Fauzan in the presence of so many people.

After being in the room long enough to wear clothes alone, Nadia finally came out too. He was so troubled to have to wear clothes with one hand because, usually, he did all that aided by his mother.

“Are you having trouble wearing her clothes alone?” he said Fauzan as soon as Nadia came out of the room and thanked the owner of the house.

“Yes. Little.” Nadia said she just didn't want anyone else to feel sorry for her. Though he was a little troubled when he had to put a cast back on his shoulders.

“Sick not his hand?”

“Ngak.”

Fauzan led Nadia to sit in his chair again and enjoy the food, which he had taken for both of them to enjoy. Of course, this scene cannot be separated from the attention of many people who are there, on the sidelines of their respective activities and singing and music are heard.

The food on their plate was now exhausted, after they enjoyed it slowly while enjoying the entertainment provided by the party organizers. They slowly kept the plate on the chair and left the party area, after saying goodbye to the bride and groom.

The guards opened the door for Fauzan and Nadia, as soon as the two men got closer to the car. None of the bodyguards enjoyed the meal because as long as both of their masters enjoyed the wedding, they stood and guarded vigilantly.

Fauzan returned to drive his own car, considering that what they were driving was a one-door sports car that, only used to be driven by two people. Of course such cars, almost never pass in Nadia village so it is natural that they become the center of attention.

In the car that was traveling at medium speed the two men were talking again.

“Where, were you happy at the party earlier, right, have I accompanied?” Fauzan said with a sigh, returning to the previous personalities shown to Nadia, since the first time they met.

“Regularly.” Nadia was concerned as she looked out the window beside her.

He covered the happiness that was actually in his mind. Because of Fauzan's treatment so privileged himself, in front of everyone. Including some friends who had witnessed everything so they could silence the mouths of those who gossiped Nadia in a group chat.

“Where's the shirt, just the size?” fauzan asked, it seems like the man is still trying hard, to get comments or praise from Nadia.

Fauzan's remarks made Nadia aware that she did look so different from the clothes she was wearing. Indeed the dress has a simple model but, so elegant. After all the materials are different, very soft and shiny. Neither Nadia nor the people who were at the party, did not know if the clothes were designer designs that were ordered in advance.

Nadia turned to Fauzan at a glance always answered, “Ya this fits me very well, really, you can know what my size is?”

“It's about easy.”

“So much as you play with people's feelings?”

Suddenly Fauzan recalled his conversation with Anthony back then, who asked him not to play Nadia, like he was toying with previous women. Then, at this time he tried hard to cover up, right, no one knows how he used to be a frequent change of girlfriend.

“What am I playing? Where's the evidence that I've ever done something like that?”

“Yes, it is not, but I want to be taken care of .. You are not curious about it, same me?”

Actually Nadia is not not curious about Fauzan, it's just that she was careful because she did not want to be disappointed again. If only he could have long since wanted to confirm the issue circulating among the employees, about the man next to him. Just to be clear what the real reality is.

“You're a girl, aren't you, Nad?”

“What is my why?” ask Nadia flat.

“You are not like other women, yes .. usually the woman likes to be curious, ask a lot, like to talk to people .. You are not that cool talking to me?”

Hearing the words of the man beside her suddenly Nadia laughed amusedly, a laughing voice sounded quite crisp in Fauzan's ears. The man felt warm in his heart because Nadia's laughter was so pure, she was like an empty glass freshly filled by the clear water from the mountains.

“Nah, even laugh. Not funny!” Fauzan commented on Nadia's attitude.

“Pak, from the past until now, I still assume that we have nothing to do, other than leaders and employees. So, if you want to ask about what boss, it's not pantes, not polite!”

“You first know who I am?”

“Who do you mean Father, the strange person in the boarding place was not?”

“I told you not to call me Father!”

“Keep I should call what?”

Fauzan quietly held back furious, there was regret and wonder, is it true that Nadia has a personality like this? Or is he just pretending and this is how he keeps his distance?

Especially when he heard Nadia say she was a strange person in the boarding house, her growl.

“What am I weird about?”

Nadia laughed again and replied, “How is not strange anyway, sir .. kan nganya have lived long in the boarding place but, can not ngisi electric token.”

“You didn't suspect that time?”

Nadia went back to silence for a moment, finally she said everything she suspected back then. From the oddities he saw, from time to time, made him suspicious if Zan was a real person not lacking or even unemployed.

The first time Nadia concluded that Fauzan and Zan were the same person i.e., when she saw Jali—asistennya. From a man named Jalilah suspicion that began. The man once appeared at the boarding house, where Zan lived to be his neighbor. Then, repeatedly appeared when Fauzan was not there.

In addition, the objects they use, look so striking if they only pretend to be poor. So naive for Nadia.

“Bapak still lives in that boarding place?” ask Nadia. He had already finished telling all how suspicious he was, he said everything except while trying to open Fauzan's glasses as he fell asleep in the hospital gurney.

 

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