Don't Call My Name
S2 - All Wrong

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Flashbacks

That morning before Umar headed to his office, he first stopped by papa's house because there was something he wanted to talk about. Deliberately came early in the morning mumpung old man spoiled had not yet departed.

“Come here if Alma is not invited,” said Vita found her son alone. “Where is Alma?”

“Against clothes,” replied Umar gratuitously. “Mana Papa? I'd like to talk to Papa.”

“There's in his room. Tap on the door.” Vita shows a small room located under the stairs.

Sahutan sounded from within after Umar knocked on the door. He also entered it.

Umar asked as soon as he sat down. “Busy no?”

Yudha finished her activities and took off her glasses, “A minute to leave.”

“Just want to say a minute.”

“You have ten minutes,” firmly Yudha.

“I have DP of Zara's old house. But there's less, Pa. Can you help me?” ''' Umar said directly to the main point.

“How does he sell?”

“Two M. I'm a new DP 400. Where I also need a lot of capital.”

“No longer down?”

“That's home original price 2.5 Pa. Already in the same downin they are very much.”

“Why should that house? Which is cheaper, good, right a lot.”

“Enjured love, Pa. It's a shame if you're off with someone else.”

“Do you need Papa to negotiate?”

“Negotiation has been completed, Papa just added money aja.”

“I need to talk to your Mama first. So next time just.”

“Call now, not tomorrow-tomorrow.”

“Mama you are busy.”

“I will rarely come here. Come on, call that beautiful woman, Pa. Little quick! Our time is not much.” Umar urged his parents.

Yudha clucked his tongue. This kid, if he wants to, he'll do whatever he wants. Even in impossible ways. He is so ambitious to get what he wants. Just like his brother, Alif. Who raped the woman on her first night to get her woman back.

“Umar will not go if his wishes have not been obeyed.” Yudha thought silently. After a few seconds, he called his wife to let her into the room.

Vita stared at the two in turn, “What's up? Want to ask for money?”

A creature called a woman is the best at guessing.

“Kok you can know, Moy?” Yudha asked.

“Finished especially if not money?”

“This, your son asked us to help pay for Zara's house. He's willing, but if you pay for it yourself, of course you mind. Very expensive at price.”

“How much, Nak?”

Umar answered his mother's question. He also explained and why the house is not too big so appreciated. Because in addition to being in the elite area, Zara also released the house with its contents. And to be sure, his stuff wasn't kidding. Everything is luxurious and classy.

Vita sighed after listening to her son tell a story.

“So how?” Yudhai asked after that.

“We help you 500, the rest you pay yourself.”

“Can't add?” Umar tried to negotiate. “Sellin heritage no papa times. I still owe a lot, nih.”

“What legacy? Don't tell us to sell this house, Mar. Weirdly just your request.”

“Plis, Mom. Add more ...”

“Kok is?” tanya Umar did not think.

“Our son is just you? Our son there are four.”

“But if the rich are not possible to ask,” Umar does not want to lose.

“Not a question of asking or not asking. It's a form of justice. Although some are rich, they must still get the same share, according to the Shari'a. The weight of our responsibility in the afterlife will be, Umar.”

“Ma ... plis...” Umar clenched his hands. Putting the face as bright as possible.

“Have it, relax, son. After all, your brother also did not ask to be repaid now. In the chicel as much as possible. Long time also definitely keelas.” Vita patted his son on the shoulder and then left.

“Decision cannot be challenged,” Yudha ended the conversation. They also separated.

Avoiding any misappropriation, Vita sent the funds directly to her daughter-in-law's account. Yes, even though it might not actually happen. Umar was not as petty as that with the money case even though he was known as the most stingy child among his three brothers.

Hearing so, Umar immediately confirmed it to the recipient via phone call.

“Iya, really, Mar. Emang is nyampe. Thanks, yes!” zara said after a moment of researching his mbanking. “You don't have to feel rushed, Mar. Just relax. It doesn't have to be paid off now. Quoted only how it is.”

It has become a kind of habit, Umar like reluctant to hear input from others. “So the rest stay 1.1 right?” ask him to clarify. Switching topics.

“No, dong. Stay 1M fit. Kan Alma this morning sent me a hundred.”

“What!?” Umar surprised. His face changed, not liking.

And Zara also realized that she had just slipped. But what if he had to lie?

Umar should be happy and grateful to have a good wife. Helping her lighten her heavy load. There is rarely a wife like Alma, because usually, the wife's property belongs to the wife. They'll keep it tight.

“Alma help you 100 million, Mar,” Zara repeat it more clearly. “You don't upset him, yes. That means well, really. He just wants to help you.”

Flashback.

It was in Umar and Alma's room.

“Whatever your reason, I don't like Alma! Is that a little me in your eyes?” Umar took his hand off Alma's shoulder.

“Not that I said, if you don't like it, we can talk about it well, or you can return it,” Alma reply with all the patience you have. “My fault too, I didn't say first.”

Umar did not heed Alma's words. The man slammed hard on the bathroom door until Alma was so jolted.

“Sabar, Al .. Patience ..” Alma rubbed her chest that was so painful.

In the bathroom, Umar did not flutter his body. The man sat on the closet. Reflecting on her attitude just now that she thought was outrageous. In fact, he can talk about it well.

I don't know what prompted him to do something like that. He also does not know, why the inn is very sensitive. To be sure his blood was so boiling when he found out that Alma had helped him pay for this house.

What he did, had lowered his pride as a man and a husband. And he doesn't like it very much. Does he exist? He's a rich kid?

“Arrgh!” Umar ruffled his hair. “I'm why, anyway?”

Umar's daydream came to a halt when he heard the sound of a closet being closed and the zipper of a bag being shifted. Suspicious, he soon moves on to find out what Alma is doing there.

“Alma!” umar exclaimed the moment he found the woman pulling the suitcase. He held the suitcase and hid it behind his body. “Where are you going?”

“For a while, we'd better split up first, Bang. It's for our good.”

“Ngak, Al. You have to stay here!”

“Later Brother can come if you are not angry anymore.”

Umar grabbed Alma's hand and said in a lower voice, “I'm sorry, okay?”

Alma shook her head, “No, Bang. It's for my mental health too. I have to take care of that.”

“Al, what do my parents say later? Just a matter of days married already separated home?”

“You should have thought of my feelings before too,” said Alma making Umar feel stupefied. “I don't know why, it seems like you hate seeing me and everything I do. Maybe I should go first let Brother realize.”

“But I still won't let you go, Almahyra! Just once you're out ...”

“Dragon talks, Bang!” sela Alma's. “Do not until you say a word of danger that makes you regret.”

Seriate.