Don't Call My Name
S2 - Punishing the Child

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“They actually fought no hell, Ma?” mauza asked her mother who was driving her own car. “I saw them earlier was friendly.”

“Definitely Yes. If there is nothing, Umar cannot have breakfast at home two days in a row. But hopefully they are doing well now,” Vita responded.

Both of them deliberately came there to ensure the state of Umar and Alma who are thought to be in trouble. But Vita is grateful, because it looks like they have gotten along.

“But not Umar name if you do not like to make problems,” said Mauza was not out of thought with his twin. Already given a beautiful wife, shalihah, rich, smart, but still not grateful for continuing to look for a commotion.

“That's what worries us.”

“So far Alma didn't tell me anything, did she?”

“Ngak,” replied Vita, “Alma these types of women like Mama, not ngadi-ngadi.”

Mauza chuckled, “No no crap said, so gaul, Cuy!”

“Iya, dong. Must!” kekeh Vita's. The woman does not want to lose slang with her children. He still appeared and was young at heart despite his age already in his forties.

Vita took his car to the East Bekasi area to go to a children's school that has been completed for several days. Following their husbands who will perform the inauguration. There was also Zara waiting.

“Try if Umar wants, we can take together,” Mauza muttered.

“Males said. He is not a hobby of such events. Vacation is also a time to play games. Yes, yes, yes. Maybe newlyweds too, so still happy alone.”

Mauza smile. Remembering herself and Sammy who was also so when they were still recently married.

Meanwhile, in the place they left, a couple were still at odds. Alma still did not understand Umar's request just now which greatly surprised him. Instead of fixing yesterday's problems that have not been resolved, Umar instead asked for his rights that Alma had not given. Not knowing myself, O God, very angry Alma made.

“We solve our problems in bed,” Umar said without the slightest burden. I don't know what's on his mind. Has he gone mad?

“Not thought, huh?” the three words made Umar furious. But the man tried to hold her back because he didn't want to, Alma grew angry with him.

“Al, plis ...” Umar pulled his hand and hugged him forcibly. Sucking your face now is the best move. If Alma said it was crazy, Umar did not care as long as he got an apology from him. “Ok, if you are not ready now. But don't get angry anymore, huh?”

“Not so easy, Brother I have to give you punishment first.”

“What punishment?” ask Umar immediately. Panicked.

“Dishwash, wash the pool, bathroom, as well as floor.”

“Are you crazy? I'm a man, and you tell me to do all the female chores?!” the man started to ride.

“What did Brother say? Female job?” Alma. “It looks like something needs to be straightened out.” Alma explained, “Washing, cooking, cleaning the house and so on it is not a woman's job, Bang. But it's a husband's job. But we as a wife are encouraged, in order to keep doing it for the husband. As a form of affection.”

Umar.

“Iya, yes, yes! I want to do everything,” said Umar in the end because he could no longer delay the long bubbling desire. Yes .... despite the fact that he was very non-authentic in doing all that work?!

The man carried all the food on the table and cleaned it. Then wash the dirty dishes, sweep, then clean all the bathrooms.

Alma smiled at how Umar worked hard to complete all his tasks. Sweaty pouring. Breathing jostled. While the white shirt has been splashed a lot of stains. He looks like a coolie now. Clown handsome, hihihi.

“May you be satisfied yes, Al,” he said upon seeing the woman watching him closely. Look, his style is like an employer.

“Cuma just moan,” Reply Alma. “So that guy has to be tough. It should be anything. Powerful energy, big body if not used for what?”

“I save my energy to satisfy you later tonight. To keep you screaming, ahhh already Bang, already, geeznn! Uhhh! No kuaatt!”

“Izh!” Alma slapped Umar on the back with his flip-flops. That's because every time you talk to Umar, surely the edges like to digress. I don't think there's anyone else in this house.

“If Mauza looks, I must have been in a banter,” Umar muttered when he took off his clothes that were stained with food. She immediately soaked it in a bucket, before she finally headed to the pool. Yes, this is his last job.

The man took out a pool filter to filter out all the garbage and dirt floating on the water until it was clean.

“It was in the corner still there,” the woman showed the dry foliage left behind.

“But this already, yes!” Umar. “Capek.”

“Hmmm.”

“Eh, Al, you can see my eyes, can't you?” the man repeatedly blinked his eyes.

“Why?” Alma asked.

“Include dust.”

Alma approached, he examined one eye of Umar who was said to be exposed to dust.

“This is on the bottom.” Umar put on a very convincing face.

“Mana? No. no.”

“This is the bottom, time do not see?”

“Neaseless,” Alma still hasn't seen it. He was too innocent to be lied to. “Gini aja, Brother blinked his eyes in the water. Lakuin repeatedly until the dust is gone,” said the girl very seriously told Umar to put his face there.

Unbeknownst to him, Umar was just working on it. Until the girl was caught off guard, Umar pulled her and carried her into the pool. Sontak Alma screeched. If there was no Bi Yati in this house, surely Umar had invited his wife to love there.

Seriate.