Don't Call My Name
S2-Koala My Betina

151

The clock shows at two o'clock in the afternoon. The guests have already started to leave the wedding hall. Even with the Al Fatir family who left the building to worship, except for a couple who were resting for a while and Mauza who was getting monthly guests.

“Yeah, alone me. Where next to me again pleasing. I'm not a mosquito repellent anymore I'm mah gais, but baigon spray.” Mauza looked slightly at the two people he was behind. There Zunaira was feeding her husband. “Sam, napa's flip-flop?”

While the one in the murmur was only focused on the two. Tells about their excitement earlier at the time of receiving the arrival of office friends, while occasionally Nai feed food to Andrea's mouth.

No one told him to. But the girl took the initiative herself because it is not good to be greedy alone. While Andre does not want to take it himself, I don't know why. Be a plate of both. Coincidentally, Andrea was also silent and resigned to whatever Nai did to her.

“The funniest thing earlier, when Bu Belle took a photo but misspicked. The flash is not on fire. Time-viewed again, uh turned out video record, dong. We did not stop laughing.”

The same thing happened to Sammy and Damar. But it was responded to more frenziedly by the two of them. Because when the following happened, Sammy who at that time was holding his camera, was immediately pushed by Damar to the upside.

“Camerament kok, moron!” maki Damar is upset not playing. “Shame on camera just can't, block!”

“Bacot doang lu, Sat!” reply Sammy continued his commotion under the under cover. Maybe also miss after a long time he did not argue with his best friend.

And even worse, there are college friends Andrea who deliberately surprised him by wearing a peasant-style costume. They went up with all the souvenirs of his garden in the form of bananas, yams, corn, jackfruit, even cassava and trees. Holy hooch! Idea where is it?

All her friends are smarting Andrea. Among them there was not even a single one married, but Andrea had even been married twice. Just be so proud he said. Because of that moment Andrea can laugh. He said he was completely unintentional.

“Ora purposely your eyes, anjirrr!” one friend berated her, “ora deliberately kok entuk sing virgin ayu ngene.” Their gaze centered on Zunaira who was also laughing until her stomach was shaken.

“Mbaknya khilaf times, C*k!” the other sahut.

“Gak ngono, iki wes rezekine,” Andrea replied making Nai surprised. The man turned out to be out of a foreign language as well and sounded medok.

“Emang koe zinc kegatelan koyok'e.”

“Before entering ashar time,” said Zunaira stopped Andrea's daydream.

“But look, I'm still like this.” Nai moved his hand intending to show his thick makeup and super-stiff clothes. “What if we go home now?”

Andrea took something out of her pocket and showed it to her. Hoping to stop his intention to go home. “It's a gift from your sister-in-law.”

Nai receives the object which turns out to be a room access card. The girl was a little surprised to the point of looking at Andrea questioningly.

“We'll stay here.”

The girl could not hide her smile. A few months ago, he had a joint venture with Mauza and Umar to gift Kak Rayyan a honeymoon package. And now, Ray returned it with something similar.

Nai never expected back what he had given. That is how nature works. If we give something sincerely, surely one day, the goodness will return to its owner without us knowing.

“I haven't said thanks. Are they back here again, huh? They're just worshiping, right?”

“You can send it via message,” reply Andrea, then stand up and extend her hand. “Long waiting for them. Not necessarily they come back here again. So we go upstairs now.”

Zunaira looked up doubtfully about to stand leaving the area. He wasn't good with the others if he had to just leave. However, the girl also had her own interests. How, huh? He seemed to think.

Andre said again, “Come! Soon want ashar.”

“Dhuhur same ashar,” replied Andrea slab. The fishing turned out to be unbearable. “What do you want? Small-brained scrooge!” the man touched her forehead hard enough that the girl was complaining of pain.

Zunaira laughs and says slowly, “Kirain want malem first.”

“Still afternoon, Ranya Sera Zunaira.”

Both of them went to the elevator. Leaving Mauza alone. Falling in love makes them forget everything around them, even their own siblings.

“Zunai if you've been very bad bucin,” Mauza chuckles to understand who his sister was who had never changed.

♧♧♧

Andrea opened the door of the room. A spacious room with a beautiful urban view. Wide beds and luxurious bathrooms, even equipped with love sofas. Sofa designed specifically to facilitate husband and wife relationship.

“This is crazy,” said Zunai embarrassed when he saw the shape of the sofa.

“What's crazy?” Andre asked as if there was no problem even though he also knew what Zunaira was referring to.

“I've seen that sofa on the internet, hihhh!” Nai shuddered amusedly.

“We will also try it later.”

Andrea Sontak's words made Nai's hair goosebumps. There was something rustling in his body, but did not know exactly where the strange feeling appeared. Geez, Nai immediately shook his head to remove the shadow of visualizing himself with Andrea on the sofa.

“Later said, youho.”

Nai continues to ring. She immediately removed her heels, veil the outside, then removed her makeup with the cotton available there. Then go to the bathroom to clean yourself.

A few minutes later, the girl came out, alternating with Andrea who went inside there.

“I didn't bring Mas Andre,” he told the man.

“Use what is there first,” replied Andre continued to close the door. Then followed the noise of running water.

Both prayed for the first time. At that moment, Nai shed her tears. Never thought that today he was legal to be a wife who would later hold a heavy responsibility. But on the other hand, she is also happy to be able to marry a man she loves. Not just for escape.

Andrea turned her head after saying her greetings and prayers. The man reached out and said, “So a good wife, yes.”

“Insyaallah. Guide me yes. Always remind me, if I'm wrong.”

Andre nodded. He stuck out his hand to open the face that Zunai was wearing, just wanting to see her hair.

Mukena. The man also untied Zunaira's hair until it was perfectly severed. Andrea praised in her heart when she saw the beauty. A little wavy, but it looks beautiful like it was deliberately curly in the salon.

Without saying anything, Andre hugged her. Grabbing Zunaira's body into his arms to complete the longing. For a long time he had not felt such a comfortable embrace.

They both moved to the couch. Nai's small body made it easy for the man to carry her like a koala. The two hugged each other in silence while waiting for azan to come.

Seriate.