Don't Call My Name
Have a Red Card

109

“Waduh, bring what the fuck, why bother everything?” said Vita received all the gifts of her daughter-in-law.

“This gift from Mami. Mami just came home from Singapore yesterday, Ma,” replied Zara, “he said to Mama that, so I anterin all we want to discuss.”

Zara's voice sounded panting even though only taken by the road a few meters. The content that has grown makes his breath so a little tight. Even bigger than the age should be because there are baby twins in it.

The two greeted their parents before finally sitting at the dinner table as Vita directed them there. There is a lot of food that has just been made.

“Ra, I'm the same Papa to the back,” Ray told his wife, as well as asking for help to his sister too, “Dek, later please make two cups of ordinary coffee for us, yes!”

“Wani piro?” answer Mauza. (How much)

“If you don't want to fire yes, Ra?”

Mauza directly snatched, “Eh, don't dong! Kan, just kidding. Tar I made, kok.”

Zara just laughed. He knew Ray was also replying to his sister's joke.

“Cepet, Deck. Not wearing long!”

“Yes, yes, be patient, brother. Patient loved ex girlfriend, ceunah!” (said)

Rayyan shrinks when Mauza calls her ex-boyfriend.

Being stared at so strangely made Mauza immediately rectify his words so that Ray does not misunderstand, “Do not think negatively, sir. This beloved wife is your ex-girlfriend, isn't she?”

“We are not dating,” replied Rayyan who was unexpectedly refuted by her sister.

“Keep the hugging behind the house in the time of the Baheula? Meetings at the Cafe afternoon-afternoon same kiss-kiss hand?”

Both of Ray's eyes immediately faded. Luckily, there were no two parents there. They had passed so they could not hear the disgrace of this leaking bucket.

Zara couldn't hold back her laughter. Ah, my goodness. It turns out that Mauza is secretly a hustler. Wow, that's dangerous!

“That's an exception, at that time Brother still forgot his memory,” Ray said in self-defense.

“Whahaha, what's the connection? Even if you forget the memory, if touch-touch the opposite sex tetep not allowed. I've been told it's a sin.” Mauza laughed mockingly. “Bigger lie, ih!”

Too embarrassed, Rayyan also menggeles by looking for Mauza's mistakes, “You also sin, why do you care about adults?”

“Not accidentally see.”

“But doused?”

“Iya,” Mauza replied without feeling sinful.

Damnit damnit!

“Do not repeat again!” emphatically.

“Nakwa.”

Rayyan clucked, “Usil is really you.”

Mauza smiled with satisfaction. He was the only one who had a lot of red cards of his brothers. Which one day he can make a weapon if his finances are urgent.

But hopefully not, because the hope ... Mauza wants to always have a lot of money in order to buy whatever he wants.

Mauza first served His Majesty, before he finally rejoined the brother-in-law who seemed to be delivering some serious news.

“And I want to go there too, brother. I'm going to leave instead. Nih is ready,” said Mauza showed the clothes she was wearing. He also poured Zara a drink. “My work is still much and the deadline is right today.”

“Let's come with us all,” replied Zara. “You should stay together with us so as not to go back and forth. Can ngirit time, ngirit energy, ngirit fare.”

“Neasy same Onti Gorgeous, ah. I love boisterous.”

“How bad is it? My mom is rarely home except weekends. Many empty rooms are also there.”

“Try later say same Mama can do anything. If not, then just here. No papa back and forth also let me spindly.” Mauza has not been able to give a definitive answer because he is not sure that Papa and his mother will allow it.

“Don't be censored again, Mauza. So it's ideal.”

“Yeah?”

Zara nodded, to reassure her even more, she added, “Iya, it's good this way.”

“Zunaira how are you?” zara asked because she hadn't heard from the girl in a long time. Since there was no Sammy there.

“He never heard complaining again. I think it's good, deh.”

“Thank God,” Zara breathed a sigh of relief, “has departed her huh?”

“That he was leaving early in the morning, always on time. So as not to go home too late in the afternoon he said.”

“What's the matter, how does it seem so important?” asked Vita approached the two after saving all the souvenirs that her daughter-in-law brought to each place.

The woman pulled up a chair and sat down next to Zara.

Zara replied, “Actually it doesn't really matter, Ma. Just want to discuss four months.”

“Eh, it's been four months, huh? That's fast. It feels like it was just yesterday.”

“Iya, Mother. Today's age knows it's like this, it's so. Really good time.”

“Udah feels moving yet?” Vita rubbed her daughter-in-law's stomach.

“Not too felt yet, Ma. New as water bubble aja.”

“If those four months already know the gender yet anyway, Ma?” sahut Mauza asked.

Vita replied, “Actually anyway, I can. But haven't checked yet, son?”

“Not yet,” replied Zara, “actually I don't want to know to be a surprise, but Ray was curious. I think tomorrow I check.”

“Yes already, tomorrow Mama Anterin. What time does your obstetrician practice?”

“Jam eight days.”

“Let Mauza register in,” say the girl.

“The plan is to be held where, Nak?” ask Vita about the four months they previously talked about.

“Semalem Mami said, by the end of this year, he was very busy. So he asked Mama to take care of everything. How?”

“Then, how about being held here?” Vita agrees and asks for an opinion, “let Mama and sisters more easily take care of it.”

“Bby, Ma. I agree.”

“Ya already, tomorrow Mama started to prepare everything, yes.”

Zara nodded. She was very grateful to have a mother-in-law who was so understanding of her and considered her the same, like her own biological child.

The three discussed the plan and everything they needed. And Mauza was in charge of writing everything down on paper.

“Do not forget to register in me to dr. Junita, Mauza,” Zara reminded once again because the girl was quite forgetful.

“Oh, yes!” Mauza patted the forehead. I promised that I was the one who was squirting, he thought. “Luck Brother ngingetin. If not . I don't know. Your queue tomorrow will be long.”

Mauza immediately looked for his phone so as not to forget again. But when he finished registering, he accidentally found the latest news that was quite surprising in his social media, about his brother-in-law.

Zara was said to be insecure by one of the clients who revealed the ugliness of her endorsement service system. Even clients who are engaged in the culinary business, demand that the money back.

“Why, Mauza? How come your face is so tense?” asked Zara because Mauza's facial features suddenly changed when he saw the screen of his own phone, “what is the registration for tomorrow already full?”

“Not that. Registration is complete and you get a second line number. This is a little other problem, sister,” Mauza replied while pointing it out.

“Oh .. it's common. It used to be often too. He is not satisfied with our work. Yes already papa, later we just return the money,” replied Zara was not wanting to take a headache. “How much, the amount?”

“5 jets, Brother.”

“Yeah, only five million a storm. Shamefaced. Why not contact us directly?”

“Eat him, weird right? He's even koar-koar outside. Just make my emotions, nih.”

“Balikin asap, yes!”

“Okay, I'm done right now.” Mauza was in a hurry to contact people who wanted to find because of her brother. So that the problem stops here and is not sustainable.

“But if you still don't want to be silent too, fix him just want pansos!”