Don't Call My Name
S2-Awas-Awas!

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A couple walked separately in the hospital corridor. They are Alma and Umar. The two were only able to come after a few hours ago to get the happy news, that his twin nephew was born.

If Vita hadn't called her, both of them wouldn't have known the news. Because Umar and Alma are both lazy to open a family group. A rowdy group that makes his memory full and wara-wiri ring.

I don't know what they discussed, and for sure almost everything is women's kitchen affairs, financial problems and food recipes. It is not very important for the progress of his life which is half filled with unemployment.

Geez, Umar was eager to get out of the group that bothered him every time. But unfortunately, he still remembered the legacy.

“Abang, waitin!” Alma was half upset that Umar had walked ahead of him without any intention of leading him, as Alma had hoped. The base of the stone head, insensitive!

Umar stopped and turned his head, “You the path is slow.”

“I use a gown, afraid of keslimpet if fast walking,” Alma replied, “try if only use a bikini, surely the speed is more than 60 km per hour.”

“Ngayal,” says Umar soon.

“Di gandeng napa his wife, Bang? Don't pretend to be a single guy.”

“Yes, yes!”

Thus more or less Alma always did so that she could get more attention from her husband. Regretting indeed. But there's no other way but to push it first. Yeah, instead of being held in her own and driving her crazy fast?

“What room are they in, Al? Do you remember the number?” ''' Umar asked when they had reached the floor they were on. Precisely in the row of inpatient rooms.

“Kan Abang who was told,” replied Alma was not in deep thought with her husband who easily forgot. It was like aki-aki, he thought.

“Lup. In a moment, I'll call Mama again.” After calling, Umar put his phone in his ear.

He listened carefully to the tune he heard. Strange, since when did Mama have a connecting tone? Where's Lingsir Wengi's song again. Horror her mother's favorite song!

“Ya, hello. What's up, 'A Umar? Anything to slam?”

“Loh, how did Mama's voice change?” Umar surprised. Why did he hear Mr. Jamal's voice.

“How come, ask me? That's the phone.”

“Hampura, Mr. Jamal. I'm wrong!”

“Not clear you, 'A.”

“You moreover.” Umar immediately closed his call. Upset, of course. He was a grumpy-tempered man.

Alma was almost cut open. “Means if you want to phone people at see first do not origin pencet.”

“Hapeya broken times.”

Alma head bobbles. Even though he was caught wrong, he still did not want to be blamed. Stop saying women are always right, because basically, men are the same. Not to be blamed.

Umar made a call. But again, someone else answered his phone.

“Sorry, your pulse is not enough to make this call.”

Umar is getting up. “Moreover this? Anyjayyy! Why also use the all-pulse event, just shy. This must have been because it was wrong. Pak Number Jamal different operators.”

Alma was dizzy, she then said, “Already, already! Let me just call Mama.”

Alma had not had time to call, the head of people emerged from the door in front of them, which suddenly made the two talk together, “Eh, chicken chicken chicken chicken!”

Ok, from here alone it has been seen, they are indeed a true soul mate.

“Eh, goat goat goat!” reply the man who turned out to be Sammy.

“Elu turned out, Mbing! Why didn't you tell me you were in this room?” Umar asked later.

“Where am I You guys are here?” answer Sammy. If he hadn't heard the noise outside, Sammy wouldn't have opened the door out of curiosity.

“Shittt. You are like a button! Where are they?”

“Well it was, she!” vita said as she watched her two children enter. “Three hours Mom is waiting for you to come. Out of where?”

“Customs, demands of nature,” replied Umar greeting all members of his family who were there.

“Not the demands of your nature mah, Mar. But indeed MARUK,” said Yudha laughed at many people.

“Tips so that the relationship is durable, lasting, noble, jaya, prosperous, sentosa, eternal.”

“Job, Umar, Umar ..”

Some were shaking, some were clucking, some were patting his forehead hearing that after thinking about it, there was little point.

“Congratulations yes, Brother. I'm Mom now,” said Alma to Zara while handing over her card in the form of a big box. Contains baby clothes.

“Still, Alma. Repot-repot everything.”

“Neasy, it's just the same dress shoes.”

“Rayyan where?” Umar asked.

“Still in the baby room.”

“Dapet a pair?”

“Iya.”

“Not maen.”

“Umar is also soon possible...”

Alma said amen to hear the good prayer of her brother-in-law.

“Not yet named?” ask Umar again.

“Not yet,” Zara replied. “Actually we already have a few options, but still not click which one.”

“You are Arabic or crossbreed?” ask Mauza.

“What is important is good,” replied Zara.

Mauza also found a baby name reference for Zara. However, the name shown instead makes the woman have to hold back laughter because the contents are all ngawur.

There are: So Lee Hin, Soo San, Mi So Un, Bon Cha Be, Bo Lot, So Bee Rin, Park Goo Nawan, Kun Tea, Boor Han, Soe Gie Gie, and many others, Soe Kam Tee, Sang Su Din, and many more.

“Aduh, my stitches can be removed,” said Zara.

“Mauza, you don't jahilin your brother. Poor, sick you know that ..” the child was exposed to the appeal of his parents.

“Iya, Mother. Entertainment just let's not spaneng.”

“Zunai not yet visible?” Alma asked for her sister-in-law's whereabouts because she wasn't seen there.

“He's not feeling well anymore. Even sleeping in Mama's house now,” replied Vita, “Mama picked up because she was alone in her house. If in our home, there are many people who are notawasin.”

“Allows you to stop working Si Nai. After all, there is a work play,” said Miranda who from earlier was busy surfing with her phone. And because of that busyness too, from earlier he was not so responsive to the surrounding.

“Still looking for people he said, right Nak?” Vita asked the daughter-in-law who was lying quietly. Unlike a cesarean section in general, he was given special care so that he did not feel pain in the incision scar.

“Betul, Mom. But usually not for long, kok.”

“What can be eaten?” Yudha felt herself starving. Vita just remembered, one of which no one had had time to eat breakfast. Therefore, they are allowed to go out first.

A few minutes later, Rayyan returns with the doctor and the nurse who brought their baby twins.

“Awas, beware! The ones wearing make up please remove first. Sensitive baby skin.” The father of the baby immediately showed his possessive attitude as everyone scrambled to kiss his two children.

Seriate.