Don't Call My Name
S2 - Happy Family

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“However, he said he wanted to wait in POM,” muttered Dara looking for his nephew's car, after a few meters they came out of the complex page.

“Know. Not so leaving time,” reply Alif.

“Where is possible? They came out first from us.”

“Who knows there is a sudden problem. Aren't they a stormy man?”

“Sama kayak you too.”

“You are starting,” reply Dara sharp crossbar.

“You!”

“You!”

“You!”

“You!”

And there was action against each other. No one wants to give up. They had not stopped before Sakira shouted, asking them to shut up.

“That's why you have to fuss anyway, Mi, Pi?” sakira said she did not think. “Neasy to see people.”

In the car there are only Dara, Alif and Sakira only because their sons have their own activities on this long holiday. They were riding one of the mountains in West Java.

Actually, Alif really wants to join his sons adventuring. But come to think of it, it seemed like he was no longer able to climb the mountain. What is, can even interfere with the excitement of their journey. Because, the man is not as strong as before and has easily complained of back pain. Understand, patack-bapack.

As a result, Alif decided to return to the birthplace of his wife. All of you invite his nephew Mauza and Sammy who, incidentally, are interested in joining for a vacation to the area.

“Huaah!” Dara yawned widely so that made Alif suddenly comment.

“Amit-amit, just got into the car was instantly sleepy. *****.”

Dara saw how the man expressed himself to her. So frenzied.

“Ngot able to get AC, Da,” reply Dara chuckles.

“Kira, hurry the Ants phone, waste their time,” Alif said to the child. While nagging.

“Wait a minute, yes. Again bales chat ayang,” reply Sakira.

“Heh, who told you to wait!” Alif. She did strictly forbid her daughter from going out before she finished her S2. But the name of the young man, where can be banned. His age is also quite mature. Sakira also wants to be like other young people. Want to know what it feels like to be close to the opposite sex.

“Ihh, Si Papi mah kayak was never young,” Sakira snorted as loud as possible. But he did not dare to fight his Papi, who if angry would be very creepy like a man in the midst of loyalty. All the surrounding items could float in the air. This has often happened, the cause is none other than because Arash, his younger brother who often does troublemaking like thugs.

“Quick phone Mauza, Kira,” added Dara. She didn't want her blood-soaked husband to be frayed. You can cancel this trip.

“Za, where are you?” ask Sakira when the phone is connected, “we are already in POM you know. How do we look for nothing?”

“Loh, loh. We are, right, behind you from earlier, Caech,” Mauza replied.

“Yes Allah, Za! Why not talk, then. We are also waiting for.” Sakira, Dara and Alif shouted simultaneously

“We thought you guys accidentally stopped to pee first or what.”

“Ngak. We're waiting for you. Where did you guys end up? Not that you should be in front.” Sakira says so because Mauza came out earlier than them.

“We're out of the market for a bit. Uh, look at your car so we follow.”

“Yes already, let's go yuk!”

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A few hours passed. Currently they have arrived at the Kledung Pass rest area. Rest area that presents a beautiful view between two mountains; Mount Sindoro and Mount Sumbing.

“Gilaaaa, great view, woy!” Mauza became the happiest person because she was the one who very rarely saw the beauty in person. Moreover, the atmosphere of the city also seemed very bright. Clouds of scattered cotton adorned on each side of his mountain without blocking his towering cones.

The great mountain that stood valiantly before him, made Mauza remember the stories of the ancient princes who built his palace on the clouds. Ah, it's beautiful for him. Had he been destined to live here, he would have been able to heal every day without having to spend a fortune.

“Katro,” reply Sammy. He was equally amazed. In fact, the man had already managed to aim at the mountain several shots. With its advanced camera.

Different from Sakira, Alif and Dara. They are the santuy people because they have very often encountered this kind of scenery. They have already passed through it dozens of times. Of course it is. Because this area is where they come home.

“I want a photo, dong!” mauza Pinta.

“I too, I too!” Sakira clings to Mauza's left side and begins to pose.

Sammy held back the smile of seeing his wife as she looked uncomfortable. Because the position of Kira so squeezed it as if the vast place was so crowded.

“This is called, the real sticky,“ whispered Alif on his left who happened to be looking at how Sammy was holding the camera.

“Whose son is it, Om?” kekeh Sammy's.

“Child of Birds,” replied Alif gratuitous.

Shortly after, in an impatient motion, Alif removed Mauza and his own son. “That's it, spit-flop! You guys have been taking pictures for a long time. One time is enough.”

Mauza and Sakira looked disappointed because they were not satisfied with posing in other styles.

“Huuhh! Tell me Om also wants!” nagel Mauza.

Sure enough, the man now pulled his wife to pose friendly.

“Good yes, Sam!” Dara.

“But I don't want to lose people,” Sakira complained.

“That's it, we're staying!” Mauza invites Sakira into the rest area first. “We look for the anget-anget.”

Mauza and Sakira went in there and started ordering hot soup. To warm their cold bodies. That's how they feel in this area.

Alif and Dara are still there. Apparently, they have not got the right picture according to them. In fact, according to the Photographer, some of the images he shot were cool. Yes, everyone has different tastes. And Sammy is adorning that.

“Sammy's Glory, you know. He himself even no motoin,” said Dara when they finished.

“The fate of the photographer is like this, Onti,” reply Sammy according to his experience. “They're just behind the scenes.”

“But Onti right, kindhearted. So let the Onti take photos of you.”

Dara's best offer makes Sammy smile. Because eventually someone cares. Yes yes, Sammy would also like to post also in lovagram, hehe. He is also a normal young person in general who likes to share his activities on social media.

With pleasure, Sammy stood up and posed. Entrust everything to Ontinya it to shoot pictures and its backround is very beautiful. Of course after he taught how to wear, because Dara never once used the strange stuff.

But after finishing, Sammy was made dumbfounded at the sight of his own image that was far from his expectations. Some are mezzling, some are shrinking, some are conical. Everything was targeted at a time when he was not in a ready position.

“Picture is perfect, Onti. Only took his life.”

Sammy doesn't know. Should he laugh or cry at this time?

Seriate.