Don't Call My Name

Don't Call My Name
S2-Maybe Now


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Swimming with Umar was a very annoying activity for Alma. It was as if the man had kissed her, hugging her in that place like a world of his own. Alma was shocked, she had never been treated like this before, especially in an open place. Contrary to Umar who seemed confident and not a little embarrassed.


Has Umar done this to other women as well?


Because when noticed, it looks like Umar is a very experienced man. Ah, Alma really does not know and does not want to know how the past of Umar. She just hopes that whatever her husband does in his past, does not have a bad impact on their lives in the future. Because Alma too, has been heartened to accept Umar as it is.


They're back on the surface. Alma sat on the pool chair in a soaked shirt. So as to print clearly the bulges and curves of her sexy body.


As for Umar, he only wore subordinates because his clothes were dirty. Show off the chest of the field that had hugged him earlier while they were in the pool. Secretly, Alma was enjoying the moment even though she did not say it. Only, if possible, Umar did not do it again in this place. It's a shame for him.


“Udah ever, huh?” ask Alma. “Other women?”


“Udah ever what? Don't be weird. Later if answered to make upset,” replied Umar sipped the juice that Bi Yati provided. “Yuk in, yuk! Shower and change your clothes. You can get sick.”


“Who's fault?” Alma asked again.


“Solahmu yourself why not realize if it is again done. You're too innocent, Alma. Then the way, you can be easily fooled by bad people.”


Alma was silent for a moment. Come to think of it there is a point. During this time, his kindness is often used by many friends. Mostly about debt.


But as much as possible, he will not bring it up or bother praying for the bad, especially to repay their actions. Alma believed that one day they would get their own reward according to what he did.


“Why silent?” ask Umar, “feel?”


Alma nodded as he was pelted with a question by Umar just now.


“Yes is. If you are not o on, eh plain, where maybe you are willing to give so much money to men easily.” Umar alluded to the 100 million money that Alma gave yesterday. Not only that, Umar also changed the word plain to oon. This made Alma want to scratch his face. Very furious.


However, Alma remained elegant when alluded to by that statement. “If it's different context. We're husband and wife, Bang. I love the money to help pay for the house that we will occupy together.”


“What has 'he' given all this time? To the extent that you are so easy to provide money assistance that is nominally not a little.” Umar was self-aware, all this time ..he did not treat his wife as well as he should.


“What good do it must weigh first, deservedly or not he got help just because we saw it bad?” ask Alma. “If he almost died and no one else? How?”


“Compose so. It depends on how they are doing and how they behave towards us. We must be careful and introspective because I know, not everyone in this world is good and knows themselves.”


“If you feel there is no one in the world who you think is good, why don't we just be one of them?” obviously Alma, “ as well as me, if you do not want to improve our relationship, then I will start it.”


“In what way?” ask Umar immediately.


“What's.”


“Including giving anything he wants?”


Alma nodded.


“Anything?” again, Umar made sure.


“Yes, why not? Brother is entitled to me.”


“Alright, then we will start it now.” Umar raised his eyebrows and smiled mischievously. Alma was able to pick up on the thought signals present in the man's brain at this time. Part of the contents are stains, feet, dust, rust and crocodile dirt.


“Shortly. Looks like I should think about it first.” Alma pensively for a moment. “What has he been giving all this time, to the point that I have to bother giving him whatever he asks?” the girl smiled mockingly after successfully turning back her words and made Umar speechless. Lose telak.


“Sial,” makes it slow as Alma moves on.


No. gabe. He won't let go of Alma again tonight. As promised.


♧♧♧


Umar took off his shirt. It is a habit if he is in the room only. And this time, he will not keep his image again in the presence of Alma like yesterday. From now on, Alma had to accept all his circumstances that liked to act in such a way.


“I used to do this in my room, Al. Hot,” said Umar at the sight of the girl's horror gaze. “No matter if you don't like it. If you don't like it, anyway. Because it means you have an abnormality,” he continued to make Alma then interject.


“Only if by the way.”


“Kan ordinary girls love guys who are bare-chested.”


“I'm not too even though I'm a thousand percent girl,” refutes Alma.


“Masa?” Umar could not believe it. Therefore, he grabbed Alma's hand to put it on his stomach, “Try ..”


Alma also responded, “Tuh, I am ordinary right?”


“If this one,” Umar again pulled Alma's hand down so that the girl could not pull her hand back. Both of his eyes were buying even though this time Alma had no voice.


What a fuckin' meatball brother, my goodness!


Alma amused himself and imagined the grilled corn that he had touched.


Both of them faced the television screen hanging on the wall. There, there was a show of a presenter who was explaining: a wife could stab her husband because he was known to have had an affair with his own best friend.


“Sadis very,” Umar muttered slowly.


“Means don't mess with women,” said Alma similar was threatening him. “Women are magical. If a man gives you affection, he will give you a happy home. Conversely, if a man gives him a wound, then he will repay you by giving his man a mountain of trash or dirt.”


Umar gave a speech to him.


“But calm down, I'm not that woman. I was not taught to be a vengeful person. So you're safe to do that. Except divorce papers.”


Umar cleared his throat, just responding. He doesn't want to talk about divorce. Because even as much as marriage, they have not had time to start.


“Tell me about your past,” pinta Umar. The man wanted to listen to Alma's story in addition to the lecture Mauza had told. “What is most impressed or the worst you have ever experienced.”


“Last time I was all beautiful, nothing ugly. Abi same Umi educate us to be happy children.” Unlike yesterday when you just got married, she added.


“Where have you ever worked, so?”


“Abi is not allowed. Because according to him, women are a place of slander and they are better at home. If Ice is working help Abi.”


“No activity is required?”


“Why should bosen?” said Alma, “even if I do not work, I am always present in the assemblies of science.”


“She's better at home.”


“The women's and men's science council was split.”


“Our days are even the same. Is it at your age that is as old as this, you do not want to be close to men?”


Umar just wants to know, are there no similarities between them?


Because Umar felt he was too out of control. He also did not think. But he was not left wild. He lives with his parents and is well educated. Just like their other children.


“The desire is definitely there, but I am not worried because one day, there will definitely be a time. And maybe the time is now ..”


Seriate.


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