You, Or Him

Episode 22

Zia opened her eyes slowly. The first to gently greet his sight was a sturdy man who had just called out his name.

"Silver Dimas.. "

" You ain't papa, are you? Is anyone sick? Did the motor just graze your body?" Dimas panic. It is clearly visible from his face water.

Zia looked around. And look at his whole limbs in turn. "Gue's still alive?" that was all that came out of his lips.

Dimas clucked. "Udah is dead."

Zia glared and looked at Dimas. " Is this in heaven?"

Dimas ruffled his hair rough. "Zia, you're alive. You almost got hit by a motorbike, fortunately I saw and I tried to save you. Understood?"

"So?"

"So what else, O God." Dimas stood up and looked at Zia who was still sitting limp on the side of the road. "Now you're standing, let me drive you home."

Zia stood up and cleaned her sandy arms. "Good thing he died. I'm not married yet." he murmured.

"Yes, we are married" replied Dimas casually.

"What the hell. It's a matter of marriage." Dimas only responded with a brief ruckus.

Tonight passed by with things that Zia had never thought of happening at all. From Adit's confession, Arga hurt words and almost got hit by a motorcycle.

The night wind was calm. The clink of the clock accompanies every breath of the resting creature. Until the darkness of the night passed replaced with dawn. The chirping of the birds flying in the air again greeted the hearing.

Strictly the sun showed his courage to show up in the morning. Its light illuminates the earth to the end of life.

Kringg... Kringg..

The deafening sound of alarm disturbed Zia's sleep. Still with his eyes closed but his hands felt the clock working and deadly. After the working clock has not sounded his hand back to its original place and pulled the blanket to cover his entire body.

But the desire will only be wishful thinking after the phone rings long indicating someone is calling.

The intention to ignore the call vanished after the caller unceasingly tried to annoy Zia who was struggling spoiled with the blanket.

"Hallo." said Zia with a tinge of anger that was still covered with closed eyes.

"Hey, where are you? Ga sniffing?"

Oh my goodness, why is it that this early in the morning the mood has been damaged by a creature like Fisya?

"Still sleepy, Yes. It's still early." break it out of Zia's mouth.

"Gue saranin, the clock in your room at gedein again deh ntar, Zi. My overall. Now get up, take a shower, and hunt for college, now!"

"I'm possessive, Shay. Don't want to stay."

"Wake up now, Fauzia." cried Daniel and Fisya together.

"Fine!" Zia broke off the connection in annoyance.

After fighting it out with drowsiness and laziness and possessiveness that is very can not be reconciled. Finally, Zia decided to leave everything behind.

Zia sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her pity. At this hour the bed was too old to leave.

Zia yawned and rushed towards the bathroom. After performing the ritual of bathing and wearing proper clothing, get out and go down the stairs. Can be seen there are Arga and Dimas who are eating food at the dining table while talking about important things like it, seen from their faces are flat exactly like shoes.

"Ndok, ain't breakfast yet?" reprimand mbok Lasmi when he saw Zia walking towards the door without approaching the dining table first.

Zia stopped and shook her head slowly towards Lasmi's desk. "You don't taste it? Only eight o'clock, let mbok masakin the others first for a while, yes." rayunya again.

"Neong mbok, no need. Have breakfast on campus."

"Where are you going?" Ketus.

"It's none of your business." Zia was about to leave but her hands were firmly blocked by her brother. The pain of his heart was still too severe to let it gap. It felt reluctant to look into the eyes of the person who had no feelings about telling his sister as a cheap woman.

"My business. Wherever you go, it will be my business." his tone softly but his impetus is clearly awakened in it.

Zia snorted then tried to step foot again. But the same, not let go by Arga.

"Mama is equally papa again ga at home. This morning they called me to take care of you. So, I don't want to get in trouble because of your own carelessness." said Arga with a facial water that can't be guessed.

"Say papa and mama, I don't need to be taken care of by rich people!" cetus Zia then left Arga who was still looking at him expressionlessly.

"Lo's too much, bro."

Arga turned around and then raised his shoulders afterwards. Didn't circumstances force her to treat her sister like that? Why is there pain on the other side?

***

In a dark room without the slightest crack of light. Someone was playing his knife with teary eyes. The memory of happiness that was in the past seemed to be deliberately turned back.

Not feeling drop by drop of tears getting wet his cheeks. He hates this kind of situation. He hates being this kind of person. On the elus of his stomach that was still flat, a fidgeting smile appeared on his lips.

"I want to see your boss."

Bruukkkc..

The door is broken from the outside. Featuring several men wearing body guard uniforms and another man staring at the pity of the woman who was sitting on the chair facing him.

"What you are doing is wrong" the man murmured.

"Let him here. You go." said the woman ordering her guards.

Awkwardness. No one opens their voice first. They were silent but looked at each other.

"Lo gapain?" said the woman at last.

"You realize, if this is all true."

"What's so real?" the woman approached. "Gue's mom-to-be, wrong if I ask for justice?" firmly then.

"But.."

The woman approached and closed. His hand stroked the man's sturdy jaw.

"Say you like me, he said you love me. But how do you just shut up when I'm treated unfairly, hm?"

"He's not wrong. It wasn't his fault. That's his fault --"

"Std.. Don't say his name. I was too fed up with the name." the woman turned her back so that the man would not see her tears that were ready to fall in a matter of seconds.

"So you want to help this poor mother-to-be?" tanyanya was still in a position to turn her back on the man.

"Just teach a lesson, but not to hurt. Can you promise?"

The woman nodded steadily and smiled meaningfully. "of courses. I'm promise."

The woman smiled triumphantly, as she stroked her stomach she said, "Welcome to the game and you will be the main character, Zia."

Tbc it's a lot

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