Don't Call My Name
Wants to Start

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“I kebelet, Brother. I peed first, yeah!” Zunaira reasoned because she was reluctant to answer many questions Mauza. Because the relationship he is living, it is not really certain.

The girl also closed the door leaving Mauza who nailed herself. In his heart Mauza asked: did I hurt him again?

Behind that door, Nai leaned back. Eyes seeping. He had to legowo Mauza who had given up so much on him compared to him who had only given up this one time.

“I can leave this house if later I am not comfortable with their togetherness.” Zunaira wiped away her tears.

“God must have prepared the best soul mate for you,” Mama said some time ago when she started trusting Mama to keep all her secrets.

“Young man, broken love is a matter of course. Mama also had experienced it when recently married Papa. It's even heavier than your love story. Mama has told you a little, hasn't she?”

Zunaira. “But Mama and Papa right, finally united because it turns out ... Papa loves Mama more,” reply less agree because their story is clearly different.

“The context is the same, dear. Who becomes your soul mate will still be your soul mate regardless of how far you are apart. Only one key, sincere. Rest assured that God has prepared a more special story for our way of life.”

“Means do not close the possibility that Nai same brother Sammy can still mate?” asked Zunaira again when she still could not get out of the pool of her feelings for the man.

“Maybe,” replied Vita, “easy for God to flip through the hearts of men. But, you better not expect too much. That is not good because it will hurt if your great expectations are broken.”

Zunaira. The feelings for Sammy are still there. Only, his desire to have was already not as great as before. After he found out that he was just misunderstanding. Sammy just likes Mauza. Not himself.

Because of his mother's words, slowly Zunaira can be a little forgotten.

Last week, someone took her ta'aruf through her Papa. That man is Andrea. A man who doesn't talk much but moves like a machine. Sat-set with action.

Their meeting was not very memorable because of Andrea's own cold and stiff nature like a mute person. But it turns out that the man had vocal cords when Zunaira proved herself, by stepping on her feet.

Yeah, how can Zunaira not feel? The reason is, every time the girl explained something to Andrea at length, the man's response was very disappointing. He heard nothing but a nod of the head or a deheman. It is unclear whether the explanation entered his head, or even came out through his ears.

“How dare you step on my foot, Zunaria!” exclaim Andrea.

Already nyolot, mispronunciation again.

“Zunaira Pak .. not Zunaria,” Nai rectify. “So this fund will go in here first, only later .... Then ...”

“Hemm.”

“What are you having a toothache?” ask Zunaira in astonishment.

“No.”

“Then, why do you never answer with a longer sentence?”

“Why? You like the long one?” ask Andrea immediately.

Geez, Nai's mind is traveling everywhere now because of the long word just now. Aiistt, shame until ubun-ubun. His face must be almost red by now.

Andrea groaned while touching Zunaira's forehead with the back of her finger, “His response, not the others! Little-little thoughts are dirty.”

“I was quiet from earlier.” Zunaira.

“Then whose voice was last? Satan?”

“Already, already!” concluded Nai, “so my explanation has entered what has not been in the head of Mr Andre?”

“I'm smarter than you! Just looking at the file I already understand what the whole contents are, so there is no need to bother you to explain,” he said and left it.

Then why stay quiet from now on, Your Majesty?

From there, Andrea began to notice him often. Not infrequently, the man sent a snack or a glass of coffee order to his desk. Though never a word was said, Zunaira knew who she had been kind to.

It happened over and over again so that one day, Zunaira came to Andrea to question what he meant to do it.

“Can't?” asked Andrea raising her next to her eyebrows.

“I really want to start,” said Andrea straightforwardly.

For a while Zunai was stunned. What is this, the cold man's way of proposing to a woman?

Zunaira shook her head, “I don't want to date.”

That's not what Zunaira meant. But the girl had trouble explaining it, because being looked at this deeply by Andrea made her mind go overboard and a little misbehaved.

“You want me to marry you directly?” Andrea to the point.

“Not so, meaning ... emm means ...”

Nai's explanation was too long so Andrea interrupted, “Or do you already have a boyfriend?”

“I told you I never dated!” nai was half upset.

“Well if you ask me to come directly to the house.” After such a talk, Andrea hurriedly left. It was like not giving him a chance to answer a word. Really hmmm?!!

The next day, Zunaira was working as usual as if nothing had ever happened between them. Even the meeting of the two who discussed all work issues, seemed normal.

Nai also considered Andrea's speech yesterday to be a joke or a joke of a ngawur man that would never be proven.

However, it turns out that the assumption is wrong!

Andrea's words were very much in the holding. Because in the afternoon, Andrea actually came to the house to bring her parents to convey good intentions.

However, Yudha could not answer with certainty because the decision remained in the hands of Zunaira, because he was the one who would live it later. Therefore, Yudha only asked for a little time to consider the answer.

And today, Zunaira reopened Andrea's CV ta'aruf. Something happened about Sammy and Mauza today, making him even more confident that Andrea will be his match. Not a story that has failed before.

“Alright, I accept your ta'aruf invitation.”

Zunaira sent a message to someone across the street.

While in the lower room, Vita was interrogating her husband who again made a decision too quickly without thinking first. Moreover, he did not involve her in this big decision.

“What do you think of me, Mas? We should first discuss this issue together. Obviously we are very surprised by your decision just now.”

“What are you waiting for? Wait for our child to catch a cold first we just married? You want to take his sins?” asked Yudha in a high tone. All men are so, they feel more powerful at home so sometimes do not need the opinion of his wife. Because according to him, they are the control of all decisions.

“Take it here, catch a cold, the stomach can be bloated. You know what, I mean?” keep Yudha.

“It's not like that either .. Is our child that cheap?” Vita responded to her husband who was still grumbling ever since.

“Setan emang one. But his friends are many. Don't mistake you! Who can guarantee they don't touch?”

Vita has no power against her husband. Therefore, he fell silent.

Yes already. Who could interfere with the man's decision?

“Nothing you can give, Dek. In addition to prayer, hopefully your marriage will be smooth, be the first and last, lasting until the end of life,” said Rayyan on the evening after the four-month event was completed.

“Aamiin, thank you, Brother .. good prayer will definitely return to its owner.”

Ray and Zara are both confident. So did the others when Yudha announced this unexpected plan to all the families. Yeah, they're gathering. Wait when is there another chance like this?

“Good intentions must be hastened,” said Ruben on his iron.

“If we believe this is good, why not?” reply Yudha while sipping her coffee.

Huhhh, the man was already able to breathe a little sigh of relief because one by one his responsibilities, had started to lift.

Stay Umar with Zunaira only after this which may.