The Left Behind Name

The voice behind the call

That morning, at the dinner table, a stiff look between Zein and Rania, both of them were both silent during their breakfast, Suddenly.

Drtt...

The sound and vibration of Rania's smart phone, the screen of her smart phone, and the call was seen from melly, her personal assistant in the boutique.

What did he call me this early in the morning? Inner Rania was astonished.then deftly her hand shifted the green colored button.

"Yes, hello mel, what's wrong?" Ask curiously.

While holding the spoon and fork, Zein occasionally glanced and observed Rania's face. Since she married Rania, she hardly ever saw Rania receive a phone call while she was at home. But when Rania heard the name Mel, her mind was a little relieved, She thought, she received a call from a woman instead of a man.

Good morning ma'am, emm... Can I go to the boutique today? Because there is someone who wants to meet with Mom in person, he said. Melly said across the phone.

"who's Mel?" ask Rania.

"Don't know ma'am, just give Mr. initials. R." Answer from across the phone. Rania was silent. No one had ever come up with the initials.

"Is the guy there right now, Mel?" Ask Rania again.

"Yes ma'am, he said he wanted to wait for me." said Melly.

"But I don't like to keep other people waiting, Mel. Just say noon or afternoon back again, or leave a message, if necessary make an appointment tomorrow. So I can wait for him at the boutique, without having to make him wait." Rania.

"So Mom, let me ask her."

While waiting, Rania listened from across the phone.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I said leave a message or you can come back later this afternoon or evening. Or do I want to make an appointment with Mom? " Politely Melly explained.

"No need, I'll keep waiting for him." Answer's short.

That voice... Rania looked as if she knew the voice across there, but Doubtful.

"But the journey from Home to the boutique, it takes approximately 1 hour Mr." Obviously Melly again.

"I told you, I'll keep waiting." He was firm, still with the same words.

Could it...? Rania was back, still with the same anxiety.

Rania who was still connected from behind the phone, heard quite clearly the conversation between the two of them, then Rania spoke again.

"mmmmm... All right, today I'm going to the boutique, happened to have been to the boutique for a long time." Rania.

Then Rania ended the call. His face changed slightly from before receiving the call. Zein seemed curious to know what the contents of the call were. Why suddenly Rania's face changed after receiving the call, looks like a face that looks confused and wondering.

"What's up?" Zein asked with a serious face.

"mmm... There was nothing, the melly called and asked me to the boutique." replied Rania flat.

"Oh... Yes, we will go together. I take you to the boutique first, then I go to the office" Zein said firmly, Rania just nodded.

After finishing breakfast, the two walked towards the perfectly parked car. Zein opened the door for Rania to enter first. Meanwhile the servant on the left was also preparing to open the door for Zein while bowing his head in salute.

"So what's your plan today at the boutique?" Ask Zein curiously.

Rania stared at the glass window, looked up at the sky, stuck her elbow on the side of the car and stuck the back of her palm on her chin, as the pedestal of her head.

"Sounds like you seem nervous?" Zein asked as she glanced at the agitated-looking Rania.

But Rania did not answer, because she did not hear Zein's question.

"What makes you nervous?" Again, Zein asked.

"Yes... Why?" instead of answering, Rania asked Zein, as if she had not heard.

And for the third time Zein asked. "What makes you nervous, Rania?"

"Ah... No Zein, I just thought, there must be a lot of work waiting, because I haven't been to the boutique for a week." Rania replied with a smile.

"I think why, just relax! Don't be too much of a burden, if you want, you don't have to bother taking care of the boutique anymore, just rest at home..!!" with a smile, Zein said it calmly. "Ah... It's okay, Zein, I don't like to be quiet without doing anything." Rania smiled with a smile.

Upon arrival at the boutique, Rania immediately went down. "Zein I'm going to the boutique, see you at home." Rania hurriedly got out of the car and greeted Zein, leaving Zein with no chance to talk. Hmm, I'll see you at home. Inner Zein.

From inside the car, Rania seemed so rushed into the boutique, seeing there were several black sedan cars lined up in front of the boutique, enough to make Zein curious. Some of those fancy cars, they don't seem like ordinary people. Inner Zein was curious. He chose to wait until the luxury cars left, only then he continued his journey to the office.

Trrd.trrd...

There was a sound and vibration in the inner left pocket of the suit, (Ronald calling). Immediately, Zein shifted the green button and placed his smart phone right in his right ear. "Yes, Ron, what's wrong?" Short question. "Good morning sir, the meeting is about to begin. Today there is an important meeting. Did you read my message last night?" Secretary Ronald's voice from across the phone. Yes, last night I forgot to read a message from him. Inner Zein recalled, because it was too cool to talk to Rania, he forgot to open a message from Ronald. "Wait a minute, I'm still on my way." Zein said, ordering the driver to leave immediately for the office.

Have a great day, Rania. Inner Zein chanted a prayer for Rania, then hurried away.

Meanwhile, outside the boutique saw some people were guarding the body guard. With a three-piece suit complete with sunglasses attached to cover the eyes.

Rania looked astonished, her eyes glanced one by one the people who were sturdy, tall and also big staring with straight eyes.

Nobles from where to order dresses in a lower class boutique like me. Rania. Then his gaze turned into a boutique, where someone was standing behind him, in a silver three-piece suit. He closed both his hands on the back. There was a look of anxiety on Rania's face. He still looked at the burly man from head to toe. Along with the anxiety on his face, his heart was also pounding irregularly. His memory is like going back to the past.

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