Don't Call My Name
S2-Make Loving You More

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Alma pulled the gift from Umar's hand and put it in his pocket. “Not yet!” so he said before Alma finally went out first.

“What is it, Al?” umar ran after him.

“What aja,” Reply Alma.

“No want to give me a little clue?”

“No leaks whatsoever for you, Bang.”

“Kejam,” says Umar is not happy. “So when do you want to give that gift?”

“There are, people who give gifts before he blows candles?”

Umar followed Alma into the kitchen. Noticing how his wife moved to prepare her food, bringing her to the table as before. She should have been angry after how this man treated her, but not for Alma. The woman kept doing good. Even willing to wait for him while surfing.

Not good to enjoy the food itself, Umar took the initiative to feed Alma. Alma initially refused, but in the end, Alma accepted whatever Umar did to him. Umar never forgets the complicated formula of the real woman.

“I'm done, where's my birthday cake? I'm gonna blow out a candle. So you want?” umar said he wanted his wife's mood to improve.

“Free, Bang. My surprise plan failed. So make what?” Alma was still disappointed by Umar's attitude towards him a few hours ago just because he turned off the lights. Alma explained, he just wanted to surprise her.

Of course it will not be easy for a woman to forget something so painful for her. Because they are very sentient beings. Usually, things like this will also be revealed later when they are fighting. And it's common.

“Kan at once, Alma dear!”

“Beda! This brother long time make dongkol.”

“I don't make cobs.”

“Ihh!” Alma was so angry that he looked away. Alma was very happy with that face, it felt like she wanted to nyakar her husband to be satisfied. Huhh. So people don't have any feelings!

O God, do not let You curse me for being content to curse my husband at heart, inwardly Alma. How else, her husband ngeselin. Tired of cooking even left to sleep.

“Come on, grab the cake,” Umar shrewdly hugged him from behind.

Without Alma realizing it, Umar was reaching into his pocket slowly to pick up the gift he was hiding. It is not Umar's name if it is not this cleverly behaved. He is not the kind of guy who likes to wait before really trying.

Alma also rushed to the back to take again the cake that he had put in the refrigerator. It was about to be put in the face of Umar, but Alma did not want to be called an ungodly wife. Fear of being cursed to be a temple.

He immediately brought a match so as not to return twice. However, Alma was dumbfounded by the time she returned. Because he found the gift .... Yes, the gift was already in the hands of Umar and was being seen with eyes that were almost wet.

“Yeah, you already know first,” said Alma was a bit disappointed because again his surprise failed. Looks like he's not really a talent for prank people.

“Bang!”

Alma looked at the man who was only able to go silent in silence. Because he understands, what things are gifts for him. Because that was his hope all along. Line two is bright red.

“Congratulations, we'll be parents, Bang. So good dad, yeah!” alma hugged Umar who was still staring. Just like the mannequin doll that is usually displayed in the clothing storefront. The difference is, this statue can move, can even produce children.

♧♧♧

“Abang ...” call Alma because Umar suddenly became a calm man, since he knew his pregnancy.

“Jaga your content is fine, Alma. I don't want to hear anything happened to you that could have a fatal impact on him. Because I can't be by your side for 24 hours. Sometimes I go,” Umar said.

“Iya, Bang. Thanks for being careful.” Without being told, of course Alma will always take care of him because this is his duty, the fruit of their love. However, it did not mean that he would respond to her in such a manner. Because what Umar said just now is as a form of effort the man noticed it.

“Tell! When did you find out that,” Umar orders.

“Udah from two days ago.”

“Can you not tell me, Alma ...” Umar was half upset. It's almost inflamed. But he did not want to fuss anymore now after only a few moments they made up. He also promised not to be angry again even though he had repeatedly denied it. Dad indeed.

“The name is also gift. Time to tell you first.”

“Who else did you tell?” ask Umar.

“No more besides Brother Sama Bi Yati,” replied Alma.

“What are you feeling right now?”

“Not feeling anything. Still regular.”

“Not?”

Alma shook her head.

Umar directed his gaze to Alma's still flat stomach. His originally sharp gaze now softened even more. “I promise to be a good husband and father.”

“Then lie I circumcision!”

“How dare you say that!” Umar attacked Alma mercilessly. For the first time, their struggle ended hot.

The next day, Alma was sent home to Umi Zul to deliver this good news. And their response was very happy. This child will be their first grandchild.

“So this Ais sister wants to be a mother?” tanya Ais kissed the sister.

“Iya, dong. Ice her when?”

“Doain, yes! Hopefully hastened,” replied Ais remain prejudiced.

“Whose name?”

“Sama women. Same time men?”

“Mana? Is there yet a candidate?” alma's questions are demanding.

“Ntar, wait hilal,” replied Ais sounds relaxed. Believe that God has created his creatures in pairs. So, he does not need to be afraid of a soul mate.

Somewhat long they were there to just visit and deliver the happy news. Not only that, they also get some advice from Abi and Ummi, about what are their obligations as new parents.

Departing from there, Umar headed to Papa's house which happened to be at home, as today was a red date. There was Mauza and Sammy too who were about to go out of nowhere. Because he saw, two large suitcases had entered the trunk of the car.

“There are people who want a vacation like that,”, Umar said when they met his two brothers in the living room.

Mauza then gave his twin a question, “Ngapa? You want to come?”

The woman was busy pinning a pentule needle in her hood that was poking here and there, not karu-karuan.

Ribet, if Sammy says. Because, he had already been bad mood waiting for the wife for almost an hour to dress up and wrap her bright head.

“Pengen anyway, but can't,” replied Umar.

“Why, Mar? You can't huh? Ah, yes. You like to travel drunk. Can't go far, hihihi.”

“Not just me, but Alma too.”

Alma stomps on Umar's feet to give him the code. But dear there is no point in him doing that, because the words have already come out of the mouth of her husband.

“Oh ...” Mauza's facial features suddenly turned strange. It was very noticeable even though he hurriedly neutralized the look on his face again.

Sammy knows what's going on. He rubbed the shoulder of the wife he knew was trying hard to look fine.

“Congratulations, yes! Soon you will be parents. I'm happy.” Mauza smiled. He hugged Umar and patted his twin on the back.

Strange, isn't he himself the one who needs to be strengthened? Why did she hug her twin? Sammy blinked his almost wet eyes. This woman's attitude is inversely proportional to what she is experiencing. Mauza was truly the great woman he once had. “I love you more.”

“Still, Za. May you also mop up,” reply Alma held her bad taste in front of the disadvantaged woman.

Seriate.