Don't Call My Name
S2-There's What It Really Is!

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Vita shuts down the television. Chanel is boring to him. The woman clucked and daydreamed of something. It turns out that he was very lonely after being abandoned by Mauza.

Mauza is the place to pour out flavor. His open nature and the breadth of heart that he has makes Vita feel free to express and do not need to feel hesitant when talking with him. Unlike his other children, who when talking .. he must be extra careful in choosing words.

Not all children have the same personality. Nor was he trying to distinguish one from the other. But for Vita, all her children have their own advantages that she can be proud of.

Rayyan is more often succumbed to all her sisters because her mother is more busy with them than she is, but she is the most patient and attentive to her parents.

Then Umar was hard in character, but behind it he was a very firm, hardworking and responsible figure. And maybe, a little absurd.

Then Mauza who was chatty, impressed blunt and what it is. This way, he often gets along easily with new people. But behind that, he always thought more about others than himself.

And the last one is Zunaira. The quieter and prefers to harbor feelings to guard the hearts of others, no matter who he is actually need to be considered.

He knew his four children better than himself. Nothing is most loved, especially the most beautiful. Everything he embraced. Although sometimes unconsciously, he shows a difference in the perspective of each heart, although never meant that way.

That is very reasonable. They are just ordinary people and the place is wrong, imperfect like Him, the Most Justice.

“This is only left half a day, try if more ... or brought Sammy moved to Bekasi for example.”

Therefore, Mauza was never allowed to stay at Zara's house while she worked there. No matter how tired you have to go home.

“Slow but sure, my kids will definitely go ...” Both of the female's eyes were watery. He's so naughty. Maybe this is what other parents will experience when stepping on their old age.

“Time, why did you pass so quickly?” Vita touched the family photo plastered on the wall.

The photo seems to suck it into the past. Twenty years ago when Ray was in elementary school, the twins who had just entered playgroup school, and Zunai who was still in the sling.

The woman had long lost the noisy, messy atmosphere of the house with children's toys.

She misses holding baby spoons to feed them.

He longs to pursue those who refuse when they will be replaced by clothes.

He misses reading fairy tales to them.

She misses taking her kids to school.

She longs to be a teacher for them in her PR spelling.

He misses accompanying them to play on the rides of the game.

He missed accompanying them into the toy store.

He misses sleeping in the same bed despite having to jostle.

Yeah, he misses everything.

It was too short for him and too short to imagine.

Hearing the phone ring made Vita turn her head, researching her phone.

“Oh The Sister ...” Vita clings her phone to her ear after she can take control of herself again.

“Waalaikumsalam, what's up, Kak?”

“You ask, about the same marriage proposal event Nai when, Ma?”

“We have been chatting with Mr Ibra with his wife yesterday, his proposal is planned this week. But if marriage is a possibility, God willing next month. We still set the date. What's the matter, Brother?”

“We're leaving for Mecca next week. So sorry, we can't come.”

“Yes if so. Ray just wanted to do that. Hope the show is smooth.”

“Aamiin. Be careful on the road, too. Call if you want to leave.”

♧♧♧

Two days have passed since Andrea deactivated her phone. Two days later he did not go to work.

“Truly weird,” muttered Zunaira in the morning as she arrived in Andrea's room. I came here to check it out.

Nai was astonished and wondered for himself: What is it exactly? What happened to that guy? Is he sick too?

But by the way, why is he thinking about Andrea all the time? What does it mean that Nai has already felt longing for the man? Which means a sign of liking.

Is that how quickly his heart switched? Nothing special has ever been done by Andrea. Because every one was nearby, Nai was always stiff stomach.

“Did I try calling him one more time?”

Come to think of it, Zunaira did too. He sat down on the chair, opened his phone and looked for contact Andrea's number which he got from the business card the man gave him. When asked to Miss call first so that at a later date, they can connect with each other.

Tut ... Tut ....

Connected calls.

“Eh, it's active. Since when?”

Loh, but there's a cell phone ringing and the sound is getting closer. Followed by the footsteps of adults.

Zunaira raised her face. He's aghast. The man whose height he reached was only his chin was looking at him. “Mas Andrea?!”

Andrea raised one eyebrow. He asked, “Why?”

“What's the reason?” asked Nai not thinking. For the first time he became a chatty person because he was so anxious about the man who did not talk. “Two days you didn't come. You also do not activate your phone. Why ask me?”

“There is a pain.”

“Then what does this have to do with you? Until matainin mobile all.”

“Because I am also sick,” replied Andrea briefly.

“What pain?”

“Hearted.”

“Narang!” cebik Zunaira is getting annoyed at getting an unusual answer in her ear, “already back!”

Andrea frowned more and more. Just arrived, he was told to come back. Whatdoes thatmean?

“There work!” nai added because Andrea was still in her place. “Come, what are you waiting for? I'm still as bad as you.”

“Nai?” sela Andrea so that the woman immediately aware of what she said.

Zunaira fell silent, she ventured to look at the tall man before her. He was still acting haughty at that moment before reality was broken.

“This is my room,” obviously made Nai's face suddenly change pias. The girl looked around before she finally walked away and held back the embarrassment.

He just came here to check it out. Why is this room even recognized as his? Obviously, their room is different.

Andrea scratched her head after Nai completely left. He smiles too. A smile that had never been seen since his happiness was taken away.

Seriate.