Don't Call My Name
S2-Yes, Go!

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Flashbacks

That afternoon while Yudha was on her way home from somewhere, she found reports from Cafe V&Y and some of her rental housing units in a state of disarray.

There are some baristas that come out but never get a replacement, so the cafe was getting spicy complaints from some buyers because of the long service process.

Not to mention some residents of rental homes who complain because of the request for repairs, have not yet received handling. And there are many other problems that actually require special attention. But not so responded by Umar because it has been the last few days, the child has rarely left the house.

Umar was still lamenting his fate that had just been left by the lover on his wedding day, without any obvious cause and reason.

While he was no longer able to take care because in addition to busy teaching, all his remaining efforts had been left to Umar to fully manage. Yudha did not understand the intricacies of Cafenya anymore because all regulations including operational standards had been changed by his son. To better follow the times of today.

No longer understand how to remind his son that one, Yudha was forced to use the hard way. He can no longer be taught subtly. So, the most difficult is to advise people who are in love. His eyes were blind, his ears deaf, his mind frozen, unable to cooperate.

“What do you want, Umar?!” Hardik Yudha because Umar still did not want to get up from his bed. Though Yudha's mouth was almost bubbly lecturing her at length. But his words from earlier were only considered like the wind.

While Vita who saw it chose to stay away. The woman really could not bear to see this horror directly. Both of them have the same hard nature and he is afraid if there is something that suddenly floated about him.

“You are no longer a child, you are an adult! Don't keep childish!”

Umar remained ignorant. He kept pretending to be busy playing his phone. And Yudha knew that there was nothing there that he kept busy.

“Umar?!” hardik Yudha once again.

Unable to be treated as such by his own son whom he grew up with sweat and tears, Yudha snatched his phone roughly and slammed it on the floor until the screen broke and the battery was scattered. Seeing this, Umar clenched his hands and looked at his own father with great annoyance.

“What do you mean look at me like that?” yudha asked with her baritone voice. “How dare you oppose an old man? Papa is educating you well. Don't think you!”

“Do whatever you want?!” umar finally opened his voice. “Papa's children are the only ones you notice like gold, while I'm .. You educate me in a rough way like this!” both of Umar's eyes were red. Resisting crying, anger, annoyance and disappointment simultaneously.

“Don't you feel like we're the ones who are loving here. The thing broke,” Yudha showed Umar's phone on the floor, “because it's that thing that makes your ears deaf! You don't want to listen to the old man talk?!”

“I've heard it from earlier. What do you want me to be like again? Do I need to kneel under you?” challenge Umar, “What are you so impatient that I sleep, until Papa gedor-gedor my room door every day? Not tired of it, Pa? Fear of loss?”

“Dragon how TO SPEAK?!” Yudha put a mass on Umar's chin, then threw him again violently. “We never fear the poor. Open minds! You've slept half a month in this room, want to practice dead? They need you?!” emphatically.

Yudha pulled the child in front of the mirror, and showed her face there, “See you see! You're like an undead, you're a rascal! Broken heart is fine, but use brain!!”

“Not your business,” reply Umar slowly withhold isak. Yes, for the first time since she grew up, she cried.

“It's because of you! If you don't force us to marry as soon as possible, Sarah won't run away.”

“Ya Allah Umar ..!” annoyed Yudha until her teeth crackled. “Should in what way do we tell you? If she was a good woman, she wouldn't refuse marriage. Besides, if the soul mate is not going anywhere. Didn't you see your brother's story so you could teach him a lesson?!”

“Always Ray, Ray and Rayyan. I'm tired of hearing it!” exclaim Umar does not like Rayyan too in the gods right in this family.

“Sunday tomorrow Papa introduce you to someone,” said Yudha did not switch the topic rather than respond to the words of her son just now. He was sick of listening to Umar who kept thinking that he was discriminating. Being told also does not enter his mind stupid, so free. Just futile.

“I don't want to?!” reject Umar raw.

“Then get out of this house. Go after Sarah until you can, until you can. But remember, do not consider us your parents again,” said Yudha who was not really serious.

The man only threatened him because he wanted to know how Umar would react after that. However, his guess was again even more unexpected.

“OK, fine! In this way everything is clearer, if Papa really does not want to have a child like me,” Umar replied in despair, then stepped away.

“Ya, go!” reply Yudha did not care.

That's when Vita chased him to the front. Unlike Yudha who is calm because it is certain that the brat will return again.

Make no mistake, he'll go to the bank tomorrow day and block all his cards. Let him feel how to live without parental facilities and money.

“Heran. What exactly is Sarah?” yudha muttered inexhaustibly. There are many beautiful women in this world. But his son was infatuated with a widow whose origins were less clear.

Not to mention the news that was heard, this woman was once a mistress of a rich man and became a surrogate mother. Either true or not.

If you can be frank, actually Yudha is very regretful choice Umar for that one. But what can I do if she loves him?

Yudha was powerless to forbid because she could increasingly be considered a figure of loving parents. He must accept whoever Umar chooses if the child still chooses Sarah to be his wife.

Yudha only hoped that Sarah was a kind woman, and that she would be able to make Umar a better man.

Sometimes parents' patience is tested.

Flashback.

Seriate.

Guess who Umar is? wkwkwkwk