
Not until Najwa answered there had been a call from the office for Ziza.
"Who called you? Aren't I picked up tomorrow?" ask Inner Ziza.
"There is a call to sambang za, let's go there quickly..," said Najwa.
"Yes dech.., wait a minute.., we're not done yet..," Threatened Ziza who then rushed to the office.
"Thank God for saving me...." Thank goodness Najwa.
"So what's Gus Azmi angry about? How does his expression look at me? ... Tau ah's! Tomorrow will be a holiday, want to be angry or not, where maybe he can say to me..hehehehe 😁" inner Najwa feels victorious.
Najwa also began to close his eyes because he was sleepy.
***
"Assynoltk...,"
"Italiana...! Sit neng," pinta ustadz Qosim.
"What is Ustadz calling me?" Ask Ziza directly.
At first Ustadz Qosim paid little attention to Ziza, but when he looked at Ziza . She is instantly mesmerized by Ziza's beauty with her thin make up.
So beautiful and seductive, Ziza did not realize that she had not removed her makeup. So he did not know why suddenly ustadz Qosim was silent for a moment.
"Ustadz...? What's the need to call me?" Ask Ziza again.
"i-Yes, sorry." Ustadz Qosim looked down.
"Why ustadz Qosim? Weird...?" inner Ziza.
"It's neng! hp njenengan, yesterday Gus Azmi asked me to give it to neng Ziza. He said, after this he will stop seeing Neng Ziza." Gus Azmi Light.
"Why could that be?" Ziza wonders.
"I don't know neng, he also said to apologize to neng Ziza if something was wrong." Added.
"Azmi Basin! Always selfish, deciding something!" grumbled heart.
"Yes! Thanks ustadz, I take his hp."
Ziza repeatedly called out the contact with Azmi's name, but still could not connect.
While Ziza was busy with her phone, there was an office call for Najwa as well. Ziza was unaware of her because she was too busy with her phone.
"Once again, call for Najwa Qumaira please head to the office."
It's been 3 calls for Najwa but Najwa hasn't come yet either.
Fortunately, the neighbors of the room built Najwa and Najwa directly into the bathroom rubbed his face so as not to drowsy, as well as remove his makeup earlier.
"Assalamualaikum.., sorry ustadz I fell asleep earlier...." Najwa bowed in lethargy due to sleepiness.
"Goddessa.., Dinda!" The voice of Gus Azmi.
"Astaghfiullah!" Gus Azmi's voice startled Najwa, and his sleepiness disappeared.
"Gengancy?" Najwa was shocked to death.
"Hehehe 😁 yes, why tow?" Gus Azmi was puzzled to see Najwa's expression.
"This is in the office of Gus' cottage, how dare he meet me here..," his heart grumbled that made Najwa not respond to Gus Azmi's question.
"Yes I won't be long, this please take yes.., tonight only.., please...." Gus Azmi thrusts a hp at Najwa. Najwa was still in a daze without expression.
"Tomorrow just leave it at ustadz Qosim..," he explained. Najwa is still dumb.
"Haloooo...! This is not Dinda's dream, sober..," Gus Azmi tries to respond to Najwa.
"i-iya..," Najwa bowed.
"Have..., you can come back Dinda, wait for my call yes..," whispered Gus Azmi teasingly.
"Yes Gus..," Najwa took the phone and went straight out of the office without greeting out of nervousness.
"Died meuuuu...., what did he say to me? How to give hp all...., when it is safe I am because I did not permit the sholawat an issue earlier.., why was it given hp siiihhh...?" Najwa's heart.
Not yet in the room, the phone reads. It says "My dear".