Unanimous
WOUNDED
Although the fluid in her round eyelids has begun to feel full. Urge and soon after shed, Wiya with all her strength to hold so that no buildings fall.
He took the phone out of Mitty's hand, carefully checking all the information contained on the app's page. Not wrong again, all he found was his profile in a paid matchmaking application and belongs to the upper class. Complete with a close up photo of him while he was in Medan a few months ago.
The clean white skin is now more red as a boiled crab. Resisting shame and anger. Who's been doing all this? Registering a mate search on behalf of and his data is valid, except the phone number listed, it is not a Wiya phone number. Even Wiya's photo became the cover of a flickering ad on the Instagram story that Mitty saw earlier
I'm just Singles are not victims of disaster, I don't need a helping hand.
what is my condition as sad as that ?
“Mitty, what?“ Urge Ilham who is increasingly worried to see the expression of Wiya who really has never been shown before. I want it to feel like he took the phone that was in Wiya's grasp . But before Ilham did it turned out that Wiya gave the HP to Ilham and immediately seemed by Ilham what made Wiya so like this.
With a quieter expression, Ilham copied some of the important information that was there to his phone and took some direct action to find out who was responsible for all this. There are contacts that can be contacted, of course this is not a difficult matter.
“You're calm, Wiya, I've asked people to finish this. We'll wipe everything out soon. Solve this problem equally, besides your data was just registered this morning. Probably not many have seen this information.”
Inspiration said that while transferring all the positive energy that is in him through his gaze from behind the glasses, so that the girl in front of him does not panic and riled. Frankly, the heart of Ilham at this time is no less hot. He must know immediately what the motive is behind everything
***
While in a coffeshop that is located quite far from the omelate food outlet. Two people were talking in a VVIP room .
“Call the next candidate, Rifa !“ Say someone with sunglasses sitting cross-legged on a sofa in the room. Swiping his macbook screen back and forth, selecting multiple single male profiles on a page.
“Pak, this has been the 9th candidate since this morning, none has come close to the criteria that you submitted. Though those who register already through strict filtering automatically ”
“You can see for yourself right, they all suck. I don't want to choose men. Wiya should get a leg that is commensurate with her.” Zayn clucked.
“Why not ask yourself? looks like Mr. pretty also “
The real Saut Rifa had increasingly not understood the wishes of the boss. He knew at least there was no bad intention behind all this. The proof is that Zayn is very selective in choosing each registrant who is also not from a random group.
But of course this cannot be justified. If Wiya had known, she would have been very angry. Luckily, Wiya did not submit his resignation.
“What did you say Rifa? focus on finding the best. Help me!”
“Pak Zayn, ma-sorry sir. In this how this” Rifa looks confused and scared, when the screen that once displayed the page of Ilma Qawiya's self data now suddenly switched to the main menu. Requesting a sign back. Of course it won't be able to anymore.
“A..kun this has disappeared from circulation sir. “ Rifa gives stammering information.
Zayn was aghast from a leaning position, now he has sat up perfectly upright scanning his mackbook that no photo of the sweet girl was there. It does not matter why the account is suddenly gone, the main problem is definitely Wiya now knows the existence of the account and me report the whole thing.
Does Wiya know who's behind all this? Suddenly the fur behind the nape of Zayn stood wondering what would happen next.
All the meetings that day were met, Zayn and Rifa returned to the company.
***
He felt that Zayn was always bothering him, disturbing the peace of his life. But Wiya never cared while not harming his body and soul. A little time loss anyway he still received compensation in the description on the salary slip.
But what he did today really can't be paid for anything. Physical Wiya also reacts, cold heat and shivering.
Wiya must meet Zayn to listen to everything if necessary to curse him all out. But anyway Wiya needs to rest. He sure wouldn't be able to hold back if he had to go back to the office and talk today as well. Moreover, he was very much keeping those tears from being wasted just because of this.
“Do I need to accompany Wiy? “ Mitty volunteered while Wiya was about to get off the car.
“Gue needs cement, but Lo has to go back to Mitt's office. Yuk lo anterin me in, but plis don't say anything to Mom. “
He was answered by his friend. Mitty and Ilham deliver Wiya to the living room. It turned out that Mother was invited and at that time there was Bang Ridwan who was just going to leave back to the office after returning to lunch.
“Dek, why are you? Why Wiya, ham ?” Asked the panicked Ridwan, seeing his beloved sister coming home before work hours after being limp, his face pale. Like a fever for days.
“Wiya sick bang, earlier abis lunch suddenly dizzy.” Inspiration explains without lying, it's just not
telling me everything “Mitt, you take Wiya inside yes, I wait here” Ilham told Mitty.
Mitty takes Wiya to his room, while Ilham sits talking to Ridwan in the living room. Mitty helps Wiya put down her bag and accompanies Wiya briefly.
“Lo isitresat ya, I'm afraid to see lo like this “
“Hmm, I'll call you later on Mitt “
“Iya, now rest anyway. It's hard to think. It's all gone. Gabisa time rotated”
“Ga can be rotated, dijliat especially in dipelupin kan Mitt “
“Nah, that Afika pinter“ Mitty chuckles at mentioning the oreo ad star who may now be the same age as her.
The most important thing for him is to see Wiya again smiling normally, a smile that he always gives in any condition that is being hit. A smile that is always a guarantee of strength for people who are injured and always find an antidote when confiding to Wiya. His friend the owner of the smile of despair, now being scratched his heart.
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SERIOUSLY
IF YOU'RE IN WIYA'S POSITION ? IS THAT ANGRY, ISN'T IT ?
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THAT'S A PICTURE OF JAN FORGOTTEN'S THUMB IN REDIN YAK
THANKYOU EVERYONE
