Don't Call My Name
S2 - Night Midodareni

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At Wongso's mother's request, Zunaira and Andrea's marriage was conducted using Javanese customs, according to where the woman came from.

Indeed, Nai did not care which customs would be used for their marriage. Because most importantly for him, they can be both religious and state legitimate. And a rented place, enough to accommodate all the invited guests.

Andrea also initially quite objected if it had to be this and it went through all the process of his series, because he was no longer a bachelor man. Besides being tiring, Andrea doesn't really like crowds and is wasting her time pleasing others.

But, what can I do? He said, pleasing parents-eh ralat, others are reward.

“Begini which is spelled out simple?” Jesus, Andrea was astonished herself. He poured a lot of costs for this wedding until his savings were drained. But it's okay, the girl in can't mess around. Equivalent to how much money is spent.

The night before the agreement, precisely on the night of midodareni, Zunaira in makeup simply at home. However, she was not allowed to meet her future husband who had just come with the family entourage.

“Keep me dong if you don't say anything?” Nai asked Mauza and the man who was scratching henna in his hand.

“Your business is the same Papa later,” Mauza replied, then overwritten by the woman next to him.

“Betul, Ma'am. The two brides tonight have a different purpose. If for women, usually will be asked the same father about the steadiness of his daughter to marry. If it is a man, he came here as a meaning of marriage readiness while bringing a hand,” said the woman explained.

Zunaira and Mauza ber oh ria.

Before long, came a couple joined hands and made the henna painter turned his head. “Ah my goodness, what dream did I meet the artist here. I want to ask for a photo!” he said very enthusiastically.

“Pay five thousand, Ma'am!” zara answered making everyone laugh.

“Do not go anywhere. Here first. If you want to get off call me,” Rayyan's message before the man comes back down. Helping her family welcome guests.

Zara sat down to join the others. The big-bellied woman rubbed her stomach that had been moving. Glabak-glubuk is not careless, it feels like going to brojol right now.

“Why, Brother?” Mauza asked about his condition.

“Udah not because it feels, Za. Shortness of breath, difficulty sleeping, both very active.” Zara nodded her head. Unimagined if the baby is born and grows into a toddler, what will their behavior be? Must not be silent.

“It looks like most eat ice cubes,” chirps Mauza. Making Zara who had initially forgotten, now remembered the food again.

“There really is, Za?”

“Nyesel I said,” regret that woman.

“You yourself have been positive yet?” Zara offended Mauza for a month over marriage. He casually asked the woman because Mauza is not the type of person who baperan. Unless you're jealous again.

But the one asked even put his lips together. “I checked, but it has not worked,” he said. “The most sprained, just checked even directly the arrival of the red cross. Oh God .. something really feels like. Pantesan again easy badmood.”

“Ngak papa, still a month too,” Zara responded. “Boleh worry but later if it has been half a year there, but active and never use contraception. Just now, you two check. Now enjoy the courtship. You see if it's like me, I can't do anything.”

Mauza confirmed and agreed with his sister-in-law. Of course the condition can not be equated with the woman who nothing must be fast paced. Sat-set, das-des, bruk and goals.

Because in addition to being hunted for age, Zara must be pregnant as soon as possible because there are many people who have been expecting her descendants as an heir. Especially the Miranda family.

Just talked about, that woman had already appeared here. The very elegantly dressed woman grumbled as she threw her shoes which she said were painful.

“What the hell is it, Mam? Come immediately strain his veins,” asked Zara.

“Expensive shoes are no guarantee of comfortable wearing. I know I did not buy these shoes. Remove ajalah.”

“Yes no papa Onti, throw it away. Later let me take the mute, hahaha,” said Mauza with pleasure. Not bad, he can get a motor unit if he manages to sell it.

“Take it!” Miranda doesn't care, “ehz her bride-to-be is not coming down? That's why I came here.”

“Can't say, Onti. May be tomorrow if it is ready,” replied Zunaira.

“Oh, is that the story?”

Zunaira smiling, “Iya Onti ...”

“Sorry not to know. You know just tempe.”

“Mam! Mommy!” mike from below.

“Mami on top of this, same ciwi-ciwi. You are under aja, men can not follow!” exciting Miranda.

“No, ah. Mike wants to follow!”

“Under the same Papi. This is the place for women!”

“No, I want to be with Mami!” Mike won't listen.

Not yet Miranda answered again, now Mike is on top. Showing both cheeks of his lipstick stamp to everyone while complaining, that he had just been kissed by a fat aunt who was anxious with him.

“It, the dress wear yellow.”

“Ohh ... Aunt Dara?!” everyone laughed.

The woman is known to be very fond of flocking round, sweet, handsome and funny. No wonder he likes Mike.

“How Om Alif is not angry, his wife is very fond of making people jealous,” said Mauza.

Good thing Mike kissed. If the fathers, guaranteed to be the eighth world war.

In the middle of them joking, following Sakira and her mother joined. The atmosphere is getting crowded because Mike does not like the arrival of Dara there. The boy asked his mother to beat up the man who had dared kiss him on the cheek.

“How dare you kiss my son, Mom!” say Miranda to Dara, “gelut yuk!”

“Ayok!” challenge Dara.

Fights are inevitable. The two socialite aunts are fighting each other. Of course just pretending. They just want to entertain. Share a little happiness with their cuteness.

And in his moment of excitement, Zunaira gets a message from the Bride Candidate.

Fridge: again on what? The noise was heard down.

Nai immediately replied.

Zunaira: ordinary girl. Grumpy again.

Fridge: can't go down for a minute?

Zunaira: can't say.

The fridge: a little bit?

Zunaira: yes!

The fridge: what?

Zunaira: how do I know?

The refrigerator: yes. Just photograph your situation there.

Zunaira: also not allowed.

The fridge: shit.

“Dih, angry.” Nai nodded while holding back a laugh.

Zunaira: what are you doing downstairs?

The fridge: want a VC?

Zunaira: uh, no! Can't either.

Fridge: what can you do?

Zunaira: can everything tomorrow.

Fridge: I wait for these words.

Zunaira's face flushed like a tomato. She felt very sorry for him so much.

Andrea's messages look ordinary. But it feels special because all the messages are sliding from the typing of the Cold Finger. Something very rare, right?

Not having time to normalize his heartbeat, Nai again got a message from the man.

Fridge: get out for a while. I'm up ahead. Near gate.

“Pity too if I don't go out. Just a minute gapapa time ...”

Zunaira acted recklessly. While everyone was busy joking around and not caring about her much, the girl quietly walked towards the balcony. There, Nai saw the man standing looking at her. He looks very dashing and authoritative wearing traditional clothes and his hat.

“Gruesome photos!” praise him without knowing.

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Seriate.

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