Don't Call My Name
S2-I Need Time

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Everyone came out while little Fero's body was being taken care of. There were no words spoken between them other than the agonizing sorrow.

Losing a beloved baby is an instant event that can make the heart turn into pitch black.

It was a nightmare for Andrea. A very big disaster is going on. He could barely cope with his feelings as he imagined what tomorrow would be like without Fero again.

There was nothing he could hug anymore, nothing he could kiss, and no one else welcomed his return with his cheerful face. Even his breath could never again be felt Andrea.

Sadness enveloped his heart and soul. Given that his son does not have the opportunity to grow up, play, school, teach, do whatever becomes his hobby, achieve his goals and others like a child in general.

Had he been able to choose .. but that would have been impossible. Because God must have a certain purpose and purpose, why he is still given the opportunity to stay alive between his two loved ones who have faced first.

Vita and Yudha approached her son, sitting on the right and left, respectively.

“Mama understands your feelings, understand first all before you judge,” said Vita embracing the child. “Tak deserves to blame him when they are grieving.”

Zunaira was silent. Only her tears spoke.

“We will talk later if the time is right. Now, we take them to his house, yes,” added Vita again.

Everything's moving away. Yudha and Vita followed the ambulance that drove in front of her. Heading to the funeral home.

Arriving there, Andrea's house was crowded with mourners. Zunaira and Vita took their seats, while Yudha took ablution water in the place provided for the body to be sold.

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“According to my condolences, Mr. Andre. Be patient, you did not lose it. Fero the son who is still holy, God willing he will meet you and help you in the hereafter,” said the old man called ustaz.

Andrea nodded and thanked him. Before then, he lowered his gaze again to the mound of land that had already become the place of immortality of his beloved son. Right next to the grave of the late wife.

Yudha and Vita came closer. Speak her condolences and say goodbye because the day has begun to darken and the day is almost raining.

“Thank you for coming, Om. I'm sorry,” said Andrea looked at the two people who would be her in-laws.

“Sama-sama, Ndre,” replied Yudha and Vita together.

“Let's say the same Om and Aunt first, darling,” Vita's word to her youngest child who had previously chosen to be quiet.

“M-Mas Andre, Om, Auntie, we go home first,” Zunaira said with a forced smile. It wasn't that easy to forget that Andrea had lied to her. Whatever the reason, it is not allowed to hide the status in this way. Moreover, this lie is done in a way together. Oh my God .. Why is everyone so mean to him?

“Iya, Nai. Bu Vita, Mr. Yudha, thank you and be careful on the road,” replied Bu Wongso and her husband.

The three entered his car and the car sped towards the road home.

On the way, Zunaira asked why they had come to the hospital before her. “What Papa equals Mama in tell me the same them?”

“But when we finished discussing, Andre said his son had to be taken to the hospital again because the situation was getting worse. According to the story we heard, Fero was RSV. Virus that attacks the respiratory tract that he has suffered since the age of one year.”

“If Mama knows everything why Mama never told me the same story, Ma?” tanya Zunaira regretted her situation.

“Actually, we also did not know since the beginning,” replied Vita began to explain, “Pak Ibra, his wife and Andrea themselves were honest on the day of Mauza's wedding. We talked there at the time. But ... we chose to hide it first from you because it will definitely be like this. So we are waiting for the right time.”

“Until when, Ma?” sela Zunaira endured her pain of being lied to by many people, “until we get married first?”

“No such thing we mean, dear,” refute Vita because the allegations are not true. “We just don't want you to fail again. Because we saw .. you've started to have the same feelings as Andrea. Andrea fell in love again after his wife died giving birth to his first child. You have almost the same wounds. So we thought, you guys can treat each other in a relationship.”

“So Andrea is also afraid that you will leave too after she is honest,” said Yudha while focusing on the streets that have started in the rain. “Not that we support Andrea lying, absolutely not. Your mom explained.”

“He has pleaded guilty for not being honest from the beginning of the same us. His parents also. They're worried you're canceling the wedding. In fact, they were so hopeful.”

Vita clasps her youngest daughter's hand, “Maafin Andrea, darling. He was actually a good man. He became quiet like that because of his dark past. Speak to you both. Andrea will explain everything the same to you.”

“This doesn't make sense, Ma. It is precisely in this way that makes me even more disappointed. It's nothing, it's about trust,” Nai said.

“Yes, Mama knows how disappointed you are. But don't make this an excuse if you're going to stay away from it. You and Andre just need space, not to part ways. Think carefully.”

Pause a few seconds, Vita continued, “You should know Dear. Not all stories have a beautiful beginning. And vice versa. As human beings, we need to be able to prepare ourselves. Accept whatever God gives.”

Zunaira. I don't know. He was still too sick to accept the truth that he could not think clearly.

Meanwhile somewhere else, Andrea had just stepped out of the tomb. He turned his body. Smile and say that he loves his son, always.

Arriving at home, he immediately contacted Zunaira. Intend to simply ask how things are now. Although Nai should have done it, it wasn't him. Because here, he is the one who is in a state of misfortune.

But just as Andrea called, her phone was switched off immediately following a heartbreaking message.

Z: please don't call me first. I still need time. I hope you know what I mean, Mas Andre.

“While I was in need of you,” murmured attracting a skeptical smile. This is what he was afraid of from the beginning. Because now the relationship is already showing signs of a rift.

For many times he doubted this relationship. Not sure that her wedding plans will continue.

Seriate.

The warning!!

I say congratulations to Mbak berbi you have been reported to the police as one of the authors of Dewi Kim, yes.

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