Don't Call My Name
S2-Ka-De-Er

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Andrea and Zunaira walked through the crowd of people around her, while occasionally greeting familiar guests. He approached two parents who had friendly faces. Yes, they are Andrea's parents.

“That's Zunaira,” said the woman in batik and red hooded was smiling. They had known each other because before, this old man had come here with Andrea. Introducing himself to this family who then invited Zunaira to ta'aruf.

“Have long been here Auntie?” ask Zunaira just for a little chat. The girl smiled, she extended her hand.

“No, we're only five minutes old huh, Dad?” she turned her head, asking for an opinion from her husband who was still fit at the age of twilight. Her skin, her eyes, her hair, all declined to Andrea. It's just that the stature is more contained, especially in the abdomen. Characteristics of fathers in general.

“Iya, just stuck in the chair,” Ibra responded to the wife.

“Undidn't met Papa yet, Om?” Zunaira asked again.

“Udah, but justin if you are busy with your guests again. No need to call, not good.”

“Nai, please get me a drink,” whispered Andrea almost inaudible.

“Ah yes, briefly.” Nai passed by, he poured the guava juice into the glass then placed it on the tray. Occasionally the two eyeballs glanced at Mauza and Sammy who were staring at each other and laughing at the guarantee.

“Emang legitimate if you are friendly. If possible, not in a public place. Not good to see. Mainly ...”

Nai daydreamed, until unconscious the glass in the water must spill because of fullness. “Yes Allah!” his screeches.

“Nai?” Vita who saw Sontak hurriedly approached and left her guest whom she was talking to.

“Sorry, Mom. Not on purpose.”

“Yes, yes no papa, son. You're afraid of getting a broken glass or something.”

“Contact spilled, kok.”

“Let Mama help, yes.” Vita took over everything. Coincidentally, he also wanted to meet his iron candidate now.

“Bu Vita ...” Welcome Mother Wongso and Mr Ibra Hirata when the woman approaches. “This is a person who never gets old,” praise him. “Muda go on!”

While the praised one smiled and said the asthma of Allah. Because it is a gift and a gift from Him.

“You know the secret?” sahut Pak Ibra to his wife.

“What the hell?”

“Most husband wife relationships.”

Vita chuckles. She immediately covered her son's ears so Zunaira voiced out protest. Unfortunately, it is not ignored.

“That's what all husbands want like yeah, Mom, yeah?”

“Ngak papa, if still ask the same we love it, Mom,” reply Vita assume another, “jaga-jangan.”

“Tuh, said Bu Vita. Than I ask the same person?”

Bu Wongso shoved her little husband while grumbling, “Enak by the way. Request in sepit twice.”

Again they laughed, except Andrea who remained flat. Sometimes I wonder, why are they so different? Though his father and mother like to joke, but his descendants even like a two-door refrigerator.

In the midst of his chatter, came Yudha to hold their chatter. The atmosphere grew boisterous as the man began to babble. There is just something he talks about that sometimes unconsciously, sounds funny.

While they chatted about the parents, Andrea and Zunaira broke away. They also have their own topics that need to be discussed. Especially about marriage.

“What kind of wedding do you want?” ask Andrea.

“Emm .. It's up to you.”

“I don't know whatever you mean. Change the word up to you with another.”

“Simple, but not in this house. In the building.”

“That's a fancy name, not simple. The place alone has been said rent,” said Andrea responded to Zunaira's request, “ya already, send us the decoration picture you want.”

“I also want us to stay alone ..” pinta Zunaira.

“Don't worry, I've prepared everything,” said Andrea dismissed Zunaira's concerns.

Thus Zunaira had thought carefully, long before today. Because, the girl was deliberately avoiding the strange scenery that she really did not want to see. The newlyweds, Mauza and Sammy. The man who had previously been the occupant of the recesses of his heart and he had been thinking about all the time.

“What dowry would you like from me?”

“Which certainly does not burden you, but also does not embarrass me. In accordance with sharia only.”

“There's more you want?” asked Andrea again and responded with a headband.

“Ya. Others following.”

There was a lot of hope that Nai wanted from Andrea. Mainly, he wanted to get out of here quickly to avoid Sammy and Mauza. Others, she wanted Andrea to be the cure for her heartache. However, if that was the case, would his hopes be realized?

I don't know. Nai was simply living the destiny line that God had prepared for him. Stop, if it had to be like this.

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The reception is completely finished. The decorators, too, have started to re-disassemble their goods to be transported away.

Except the parents. Almost all members of the nuclear family also help each other to clean the furniture, floor and all the remaining food. Make it neat again.

“Eh, already. Who told you to help?” Ray stopped the hand of his wife who was about to pick up a dirty plate. It looked strange in his eyes that a Zara was doing such a frivolous job. Because he never did it once.

“But I want to help them wash the dishes,” the answer is not to be banned.

Ray held back a laugh. When all the women are saturated doing it, his wife wants to try to feel how troublesome the job is.

Hmmmm. Don't let any more excuses because of his son's wishes, yeah. Pity her twins have been slandered too much by her Mommy.

“I am not allowed. Later your clothes get wet, your hands become bent.”

“Times anyway?” Zara never believed that she didn't feel it herself.

“Udah, put the plate there. Many will be involved. You have to rest, it's malem.”

Zara shook her head. “No. .. I still want to be here see people.”

Rayyan astonished. “Kayak never saw anyone aja.”

The woman did not know how tired her husband was today. Not to mention tomorrow must leave in the morning to complete the study in a fairly distant place. Huh, how do you persuade him? Ray thought hard.

A few moments later, he thought of something.

“I take ice cubes, want?”

“Mana?” the woman replied, looking enthusiastic. The sign was quite successful.

“There but in the top refrigerator, under abis.”

“You lied, huh?” Zara pointed at Ray with her finger so that the man would confess.

“Sih, don't believe!” saith. “If not forced, he will not want to immediately rest.”

Ray waited for the right moment, until when Zara lost concentration, Ray immediately lifted his body and suddenly made the woman scream. They were yelled at by people when the woman was rushed to the second floor.

“Duh, there-there are only young people, geez!”

“At the age of marriage so mah, again his twinkling, Jeng!”

Whisper those who see.

“Those who want a honeymoon like it!” mauza told Sammy beside him. They had a chance to have dinner alone. By chance, everyone is doing their own thing.

“Who said it was just them? We also want a honeymoon later tonight, Miauw,” reply Sammy with a grin.

Mauza smiled at what would happen there. Ugh, can't wait to ask for scenes like her brother earlier.

“Za ..” call Sammy.

“Hmmm.”

“Love you, Za,” Sammy said. Chuckles while showing her finger which forms the symbol of love.

“Love u to, Sam,” reply Mauza smile salting. He even lowered his head deeply because he so dare not look at Sammy's face directly.

“You know not?”

“What?”

“You're very cantiiiik today,” praise Sammy makes Mauza more unruly.

“Ah, time, anyway?”

But so saltingnya, the girl actually pushed Sammy too hard until the man toppled from his chair.

Sammy is complaining of pain, “Why did you push me?”

Both of Mauza's eyes widened to see Sammy bouncing on the floor. “Eh, I'm sorry, I didn't accidentally, Sam!”

Huh. Nothing yet KDRT.

Seriate.