AL-THAR
#76. Call Problem

Hello everyone! Sorry for the old update. Now otw eid al-fitri, of course, not much focus on the novel, for those of you who understand.

Another reason I update it a long time also because not the spirit in this NT. After all, even if I was up diligent like Almira at that time, I did not get anything 😭😂 Hence, now I am not too diligent tp important I will finish this novel here. Whether it's a spit, or slow. Get ready to read the end 😜

I write because I like it. But I also need appreciation and motivation to develop even better.

So for those of you who want to be patient, yes be patient as I am patient for writing without getting anything but pleasure alone

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"Well, Bang Irwan?" Mira doesn't know who she's meeting right now.

"How are you, Mir?" Irwan asked with a smile. He occupied the seat in front of Mira, so they were already facing off now.

"Good, Bang, good. Brother, how are you?"

"Yes as Mira saw."

Mira. "It seems to be older and more prosperous."

Irwan laughed crisply at Mira's assessment that saw it based on physical alone. "It could be!"

Indeed, once when he was a child, Mira was not too familiar with Irwan who did have his own association. Alias feels five years older so she only plays with children her age.

However, since Mira and Diva attended high school in the deckolah which is located a bit far from home, then every school went often escorted by Diva's sister, Diva, then by itself Mira also became familiar with Irwan. Although not like hanging out with their peers.

"Seriously. I'm looking forward to seeing Brother now. I guess it's been a long time, haven't we met?"

"Well, long enough."

"That's it!"

"What's the pangling, Mir?"

"Yes obviously pangling. Brother was not this old," he joked.

"Fucking ok ..."

Mira chuckles, then shakes her head. "No, I mean. Here you go, so Bang Irwan still now looks more mature, lukewarm candidates, and .. full of responsibility, of course," said Mira sok seriously.

"Sokay know!"

"Currently, don't believe it. Discuss there!"

Irwan laughed again because of Mira's words. "The manglingi is Mira. You,"

"My time?"

"Yes yes. Not close anymore. Not tomboy anymore. No more tackling. Saucy now. Looks chick. Is it because of marriage?"

"Russia ... Brother made me GR, drifting, and happy," he said cheerfully. "Yes maybe it's instinct after getting married time huh."

"Sabiii!"

Mira contracted the man's carefree laugh. Indeed, both Diva and the older brother, both have a friendly and pleasant nature. It's just that, often the Diva misuses her sweetness to act like a princess, and makes Mira like a ladyboy.

"Oh yeah, Bang, how's Diva?" Mira just remembered Irwan's phone call yesterday. "Have you come home yet?"

Irwan. "Yet. But he was ngabarin last night. And yeah .. he's at our cousin's house in Bandung."

"Yes nice dong. It's even better to run away to your brother's house, than in a foreign place."

"Rubber," he agreed. "But unfortunately the Diva has no intention of going home anytime soon."

"Why said?"

"Males. He said males," Irwan sniffed his shoulder.

Along with that, the waiter brought Mira his drink. "Please, Mom."

"Yes, thanks. Bang Irwan want some coffee? Tell me, it will be made," Mira offered.

"Can. Cold Brew one yes." Irwan said to the waiter.

"Good, sir."

After the waiter's death, Irwan asked Mira; "Kok can be delivered your drinks anyway, Mir? And again ... 'Mother'?"

"This cafe has a husband Mira, Bang." Mira cengennesan's. Di didn't want to cover up, but Mira wasn't prepared for any other reason.

Irwan rounded his mouth while struggling to understand. "Well, it's also cool that her husband is Mira. My brother has not known it yet. So curious."

"When, I know you."

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"What are you doing there?" Athar stood in front of Mira who was in front of the coffee machine.

"swimming. Yes, make the order. Time again zumba–" Mira just remembered one other thing she had forgotten. "Geez, I haven't done zumba training yet, but I'm already pregnant" she almost whispered.

"Lupain zumba," Athar replied resolutely, but his tone was not loud. "Why do you bother there? Get out, let's get me to eat!"

"But it's late afternoon you're home?"

Athar pulled Mira's hand and guided her to follow the direction she wanted, which was to the table where Mira had been at noon.

"Well, I'm supposed to be home at this hour, right?"

"Yes but–"

"Udah, don't protest too much. Sit down sweet" he said after they occupied the table.

"Who was the guy you were talking to here for over an hour?" Athar's question was to the point, even after he had a soft tone now poked Mira impatiently.

Mira gawking. He thought about how Athar knew– ah forgot, if now he had a bodyguard hiding wherever Mira was.

"That's Diva's brother, Bang Irwan's name. He's like my brother also–"

"Did you?"

Mira nodded.

"Related to call him 'Abang'?"

He nodded again. "Why?" so confused.

"I don't like to hear you call other people the same way I call you, Al."

"I'm ordinary, man,"

"I'M NOT ORDINARY!"

Mira looked to her left, fortunately no one noticed them. "Abang, don't be so loud! Shame," he whispered.

"Yes anyways you,"

"OK," Athar said slowly but firmly. "Then we change our calling."

"Huh? How'd that mean? What do you want me to call you? That brother?"

Athar. "We are prospective parents, how if we start to familiarize–"

"No way," concluded Mira.

"Why?" athar's tone of voice rose by an octave. Kernyitan on his forehead certainly indicates he was offended even though he had not heard what his wife explained.

"Yes, he doesn't want to. Too old when it's been mamah papahan since now. Oh my God, I'm still in college."

"Just because you're in college, and I'm already working, then we're more than worthy of such a call, Al."

Mira kept shaking. "No need to ah! I'm an SD kid."

"Huh?"

"I see in social media that the children of SD today have been dating and call 'mamah papah'."

"Trus what does it have to do with us? You are pregnant. We're gonna be parents, we deserve that, Al,"

"Ntar, yes, Bang. Later if I'm ready," he persuaded with a smile.

Athar was silent for a moment. Something must be thinking about him. "Yes, if so call 'honey' aja."

Mira's reflexes thrust out Athar's muscular arm. "Oh, I'm not good at it, Bang." she laughed crisply at the thought. Some times he mentions affection, but not for a habit. Because Mira is ashamed.

"Trus what do you call me?"

"Yes Brother!"

"I don't want to!"

"Trus? Is that Athar?"

"Heh, same husband," Athar's warning sent Mira into a snort.

"Yes, brother, very complicated. It's just a matter of calling it could be this one episode anyway."

"Yes, it's hard to be romantic."

Mira is not a romantic girl. Growing up as an oppressed tomboy girl, Mira doesn't even know what romantic is. Don't be romantic, no boyfriend has it all this time?

"What about 'Mas?" his idea.

A pause of two seconds before Athar said flatly, "I feel like I'm called bi Lilis."

Mira thunches. "It could be. What about 'Aa'? Kayak the Ghani 'wants to be called 'Aa' the same older."

Athar sighed. "As far as you are, Al. Later when the time comes I call you before getting used to the existence of children, then inevitably you have to be ready."

Mira just nodded. He drank the mineral water that Athar offered him.

"Hm ... What if I call Abang with 'Juragan'?"

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Mira knocked on the door before entering it. There was only Sabrina and Dirga, with no other family, who should be there as well.

"You alone, Mir?" ask Sabrina.

"That's behind me what is .. an?" there's no Athar behind it. Since arriving at the hospital, Athar has always been with him. Only when entering Sabrina's room did Athar walk behind Mira. "Where is he?" ask him to yourself. Then Mira turned to Sabrina, "Where is Athar?"

"And I'm the same as you, Mir."

"Oh yes,"

"Maybe he's in front" interrupted Dirga who was rubbing Sabrina's head.

Mira also nodded. He immediately approached his two brothers-in-law. "Sister Sab gave birth normally, doesn't it hurt?" his question was full of curiosity.

"Such a cake," whispered Sabrina who obviously wanted to tease Mira. "Wow pain .. is amazing. Yes, Mas Dirga so I can't see I'm in pain."

Mira tried to smile. Though in his heart he has begun to be affected by misgivings. What if it was her turn to give birth? What will hurt?

"But .." continued Sabrina. "All that pain paid off when you saw the little one you just gave birth to, Mir. All the pain is nothing compared to the joy of seeing that little baby."

"Oh that ... Where's the baby now?"

"Still in the baby's room. I just breastfed."

"The baby's cocked in? Why isn't she here with her mother?"

"Ntar, the nurse wants to bathe him first. After the new bath my baby was brought here."

Mira.

"Would you like to eat, Mi?" dirga's voice offers Sabrina.

"That's it, apple. I want an apple, Pi."

He took an apple and gave it to his wife.

"Mi? Pi?" Mira parroted which made her two sisters-in-law turn to her.

"Why, Mir?" sabrina asked with a funny smile. "You've been thinking about what to call your son later?"

Mira scratched her non-itchy forehead. "Not yet, Brother."

"Yes, from now on decide you want to be called what your child will be."

Somehow by thinking about it made Mira's face feel hot. I swear, she was too young to be a mother, or called 'mother'.

"Where are you from?" Mira sees Dirga who turns out to ask Athar, who has just entered Sabrina's room.

"Nengokin is my nephew." Athar had embraced Mira's waist and stood side by side.

"Where? I look like a lot, don't I?!"

"Yes, it looks like her mom. Beautiful as her mother."

"Damn it, my boy, woi!"

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This is the last update before Eid. Tomorrow I'm going to Jakarta. 😆

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Happy Eid to those celebrating! 😊😘

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