Don't Call My Name
S2-Other Figure

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“Well, it's Mama!” mauza said to her husband as the two men followed.

They approached the two people who were struggling with each other. One ear-picked, while the other cried out for mercy until his face turned red. Unmitigated, the mother also grabbed her hair and.

“This can be reported KDRT loh, Ma.” Umar still groans in pain.

They stopped when they heard two people; Mauza and Sammy said their greetings.

“Waalaikumsalam,” replied Vita suddenly released her hand from the head of the child.

“Still, Za. I owe the same to you,” said Umar felt he got a rescue from his twin.

“Lebay you, Mar,” Mauza reply. She and her husband sat next to Vita.

“No word from Zunai, Nak?” Vita asked directly.

“Zunai is still busy. He if busy not hold hp,” replied Mauza, “ceritain dong, why Alma can get treated?”

“Yes, because of this, who else?” Vita set her eyes on the boy who had just escaped from the entanglement of his law.

“Means?” Mauza did not understand and asked her mother to explain further.

Vita whispered in his daughter's ear, making Umar even more upset.

“Dih, ghibahin me. Tiati, your reward is again transferred to the same angel for me.”

“The problem when talking directly is afraid of someone being horrified, Mar. It's a disgrace, time spread,” Mauza no less answered.

Vita distanced herself after the story. Sontak Mauza immediately gawked. “Yeah, you made me want to nyubit you too, Mar. But the nyubit wear pliers!”

Sammy who was next to him almost choked as he held back a laugh. Wanna be surprised, but this is Mauza and Mar-Kumar.

Luckily, that day Alma's body temperature could drop. The woman was already able to open her eyes again after previously continuing to close. For he felt immeasurable pain all over his body though he did not know exactly, in which part exactly.

“Thank God that you are aware, Al,” said Umar who always sat next to him.

“This is in hospital?” Alma asked.

“Iya, you have been treated half a night,” replied Umar.

Now Alma's gaze turned to her smiling father-in-law towards him. “Mama?”

Vita stepped closer, holding the body of her daughter-in-law who almost got up, “Ssst, just now, son. No need to wake up. What is Alma Rasain now?”

“In addition to cold, my body aches all,” shriek Alma answered him. His hands moved to close the blanket he was wearing.

“This is all because of you!” again, Vita almost shook the head of the stone if Umar did not have time to dodge. Vita's view turned to Alma and turned soft again, “A moment, Mama call the doctor, yes?”

Alma nodded. Let Vita press the bell that was above her head. Before long, a woman in a white uniform went inside with her companion.

Alma was examined and given advice to rest more. Reduce all his work so as not to get tired like this again.

“For others how, Doc? No problem with my wife, right?” Umar asked.

“Not there, Sir. Everything's secure. Alma's mother just needs rest, diligently take the drugs I prescribe, eat healthy foods, and drink enough water.”

The words of the doctor made Umar who was initially panicked can now breathe a sigh of relief. Finally, he was able to close his eyes for a moment, after staying up for almost two nights. Yesterday and today.

“Thank you, Doc,” said Mauza represents everything.

“Sama-sama everything.” The doctor and his companion withdrew from the room.

“This is a lesson, Umar. Do not let you repeat it again,” Vita gives his son a warning. Whether he heard it or not. Because Umar was lying on his back. Showing off his butt that was accidentally exposed. Fortunately white, not black like the butt of a crock pot next door.

“Umar is really nice, yes?” sahut Mauza stared at Alma, “Al, you lengthen the intestines huh. Patience against Umar. Not an apology or a slap, cake. Even sleeping. Not really self-conscious.”

“Oh, yes. You want to call Ummi Zul, don't you? I'll call you later.”

“No need, Za. Not good if he fit me again sick like this. Let her know I'm healthy again,” gently Alma refused. This is to keep her husband's good name. Don't let Umar get blamed later.

“Serious?“ Mauza made sure, “should be, they know how you are right now. But yes if you want so.”

“Yes, I'm serious,” Alma assured.

This time Vita took care of her daughter-in-law. Alternate with Mauza. Starting from bribing her, helping her to the bathroom, and giving her whatever she needs. In exchange for his son who even fell asleep there.

“How many nights did Umar stay up?” Vita was not thinking.

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How many days later, Alma was finally allowed to go home by a doctor. He is as healthy as ever. It's just, he still experiences weakness and back pain because it has been lying in the hospital gurney for too long.

“Remember the message Mama earlier yes, Umar!” Vita again warned her son as they headed to the administration.

“Yes, do not believe very much the same child himself,” reply Umar does not like to be constantly warned like that. It was like grandfathers were in a daze, Umar thought.

“How much does the total cost, Brother?” ask Umar when his line number is called.

“Eight million ...”

Whats? the man was surprised to hear the cost he had to pay. Just install the infusion and stay overnight is not kidding. I did not take a VIP room.

Umar handed over his debit card, then entered the pin. Let's just say it's a punishment for him who has acted as he pleases without thinking of Alma as well. “Kapok me wisis kapokk.”

“Udah?” Alma asked as the man came back to her in the waiting room.

“Udah yuk, home!” answer Umar, “Where's your name?”

“He first, want to stop by the supermarket he said.”

“Oh, shopping?”

“Iya.”

“What do you want me to buy?” Umar tried to show his wife some attention.

“I want to buy a burger in MD. I think it's nice to see in the ad this morning.”

“Ok, we're there now.”

The two got into the car, leaving the hospital building.

Arriving at the destination, Umar also ordered the menu in thrue drive. Long enough they lined up, before they finally got the order.

At first everything was ordinary. Nothing is strange. Both of them also joked with laughter and romance in the car by flirting with each other. In fact, Umar plans to repeat their story later at home if Alma does not remind her husband.

Eventually, they felt their car sitting in the back. It felt so hard that it made their bodies shaken.

“My car driver, Al,” Umar clucked. “Why is there an event like this?”

“Sabar, Bang. Do not use emotions. If it is true that there is something to be compensated for, we can talk about it in a good way,” Alma tried to reduce her husband's anger.

But Umar did not care. The man was angry. Umar then went down to approach the car behind him and knocked on the side of the steering wheel.

“Job!?” but the other mockery he would throw was held back when he saw a man lowering the car's glass. It turned out to be Damian.

And what made her even more astonished, was not the figure of Sarah beside her, but another beautiful woman who was much younger. Then where's Sarah?

Seriate.