
..."Isn't everything okay? So why do we have to go and leave Uncle?"...
...***...
Now Zoya really does not know, whether the person in front of him really ever saw himself with his nephew, Gallen, or just feel that he was similar to someone.
"I've never met Madam outside this restaurant." Zoya answered honestly. They look at each other.
Whatever the reason, Zoya certainly does not remember if she had met with Mrs Pamela Prawijaya. Being able to meet her now was a coincidence because Zoya worked at this restaurant. Their status difference was too far away. Someone who has a high status like Madam Pamela, it feels strange if Zoya meets him but can not remember.
Pamela smiled.
"Hm, fine then. Maybe I just remembered it wrong." Said.
He took one of the foods he ordered earlier, thrusting it at Zoya.
"Eat. I asked you to accompany me, didn't I." Said.
Zoya smiled awkwardly at the treatment. It seemed, he indeed could not refuse this offer anymore right now. Despite feeling that something was stuck, Zoya finally took the food that was given by Madam Pamela. After saying thank you, he started eating it a little.
Madam Pamela took another plate of food.
"Oh, yeah. Where's yourhouse?"
"Uhuk."
Zoya grabbed a glass of water nearby. This made Pamela feel surprised. Is the question too heavy? To the point that Zoya coughed just from hearing her question?
"Are you okay?"
Zoya grabbed the tissue and nodded.
"Sorry, Madam. I'm fine." Said.
He threw away his old-fashioned tissue. When he looked back to the front, Pamela was still watching him.
Uh, if he knew that I was living with his nephew. Surely Lady Pamela would not treat me well like this.
Zoya smiled, covering her heart.
"I live in a contract with my son." Zoya replied, of course he had to lie again.
"Kids?" Madam Pamela looked so surprised, "You've got a child?"
"Yes, two people." The answer made the woman even more surprised.
Zoya feels weird. It seems that she is not too young to have children. Is her face too baby for a 26-year-old? To the extent that Madam Pamela felt astonished to hear it.
Madam Pamela seems to still be curious, "Then your husband? Why are you saying that you only live in a rented house with your son?"
Has Madam Pamela always been this curious? Usually people will not ask something personal to the roots like this.
"Uhm, my husband -- "
"Zoya's."
Zoya looked back. Dafa suddenly came to him. After apologizing to the man in front of Zoya, the man then said the reason for coming here, "Same father said your phone can not be contacted. They're worried."
Zoya checked her phone. Ah, true. Zoya had indeed silenced her phone from earlier, so it was only natural that she did not hear the call.
"Oh, really. My phone was silent."
Dafa chuckled, then patted Zoya on the head as usual, "Good that your husband is kind, so willing to come out to see you when soon he has to go out of town." Zoya patted the man's arm softly as he joked, "Call me and Mom there, they'll be more worried." Dafa gave him advice.
Zoya who was still chuckling nodded. Looks like he's got to call his parents you don't want his dad to get angry. But before leaving, he looked at Madam Pamela first.
"Sorry, Madam. May I excuse you for calling?"
There was no reason to detain the woman anymore if she had such a clear reason. Lady Pamela then smiled, letting Zoya go while Dafa was still with her here.
"It must be nice to be able to work with my wife."
Dafa laughed. That was the joke, but Mrs Pamela responded to it for real.
***
"Uh, my waist."
Zoya stared at the pile of bags she had just packed, then immediately dropped her body onto the bed. Weary.
"If there was any way that all these things would be arranged quickly."
Zoya stared at the ceiling of the room, but then immediately closed her eyes again. They'll be moving soon. Actually Zoya has not received approval from Gallen, but the man will definitely forbid her to leave if he tells her. So it seemed, the only way was for them to leave secretly.
However, why does just putting together clothes feel exhausting, anyway? Whereas before when with Gallen, it felt all light-hearted.
"Boss."
Suddenly his lips spoke that word. Zoya immediately shut her mouth, not realizing why the name was suddenly spoken.
"Mrs ... " Suddenly Noah went up to the bed.
The five-year-old boy then enters Zoya's arms. He looked at his mother, asking for an explanation.
"Do we have to go now?" Ask Noah. His expression looked unkind, it seemed like he didn't want to move from here.
Noah hugged his mother, "Isn't everything okay? So why do we have to go and leave Uncle?"
Zoya smiles. Noah rarely spoke. But look at it now. He only spoke to support his father.
"Since Uncle Gallen is nobody to us, it will be a problem if we stay here for a long time." Said again.
Noah still looked uninspired, but the boy then got up and sat on the bed, "Is there anything Noah can help?"
Zoya smiles. He then sat down and hugged his adorable son, "Well, how about we tidy up Noah's things now?"
***
Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok
Zoya knocks on the door of a house. The one who was told of his coming opened the door. Winona smiles, opens the door wide and helps Zoya with her luggage.
"I thought it would be longer, but it turned out to be faster too."
Zoya sat herself down on the couch, "Well, because we didn't have much. But it's also tired enough, huh." Said. Zoya even leaned on the sofa tired of each other.
Winona chuckles. Then he went to the kitchen. Long enough, but then the unmarried woman returned with a pot of iced tea and three empty glasses.
"I made a snack again, but not yet all ripe. Wait, yeah." Then he went back to the kitchen immediately.
Zoya took the empty glass. When the fry smell smelled on his nose, his memory immediately revolved on yesterday's incident.
Need help?
"Uh." Zoya immediately shook her head as Gallen's shadow was clearly visible in front of her. What the fuck? They had already left the man's house, but now even Zoya who was pictured continued?
Zoya again poured the iced tea into one of the glasses to give to Noah. Shortly after, Winona returned while giving a plate of fried food. The woman told her that there were still many other fry in the kitchen. So, no need to worry and just eat as much as he wants.
"Have you found a new contract?"
Zoya shook her head, "I've been looking before, but I haven't found a suitable one." Evidently.
Winona nodded in understanding.
"Judah if it's here anyway, I'm alone anyway."
Zoya chuckles. Actually Winona often offers him to just move to his house, so he can save money on rent. However, it still feels a bit disinclined if hitchhiking continues in the house of such a person.
"If you give me the rent, maybe I can stay here." Said Zoya, still do not want to bother.
"I told you, it's free." Winona was also staunch on his stance.
"If you're free, I can only stay here for a few days. Therefore, tell me the rent price dong." Zoya said, again.
"But -- - "
Winona stops talking when Zoya's phone she put on the table rings. Zoya picks up her phone, a little surprised to see the name on her screen.
"The one who's been giving you a ride?"
Zoya nodded.
"Then pick up the phone." Winona gave him a suggestion.
Zoya looked at her phone again. Still not brave.
"I didn't go with her permission before." Said Zoya who made Winona tickled.
"Can't you?" Ask.
Sometimes, there is a side that makes Zoya look cute. For example, at this time. Could the woman have gone from the house of the man who gave her a ride all this time without saying anything? Although Zoya took care of him all this time, but it is only natural that the person was angry to see Zoya suddenly leave with her belongings.
The phone stopped ringing. Zoya stared at her blackened phone screen.
"Oh, it's dead at last."
Somehow even though he felt relieved, there was still a sense of guilt for not raising the call.
Drttts
Zoya is shocked when the phone rings and shakes again. Zoya stared at the name on the screen, and again it was from the same person.
"Where, huh?" Zoya asks Winona for advice.
Winona held back her laughter. While holding her stomach, she gives Zoya advice.
"Udah, just pick up. If you're ashamed of me, you can pick up the phone outside." Said.
Feeling that there was no other choice, Zoya finally chose that choice. He leaves Noah with Winona, while Zoya goes to the front porch.
There's a chair on the porch. Zoya sat herself down before picking up the phone.
"Huh--"
"YOU'RE RUNNING AWAY AGAIN?!"
Zoya keeps the phone away from her ear. Jesus, Gallen is outrageous. Maybe his eardrum broke if he heard the voice of Gallen who shouted that again.
***