Don't Call My Name
S2 - Bad Mood
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Sammy is like a man in general. He did not have much vocabulary to express something that was turbulent in his mind, when he was finding a reality. No need to ask how he feels right now. Her dewy eyes could already prove that she was so extraordinary. Like being in love again.
“You cry ...” said Mauza after she broke free from her arms.
“Ngak. Who's crying,” elaknya. He then moved to get his wife back. “I'm so happy, today Za. Didn't expect.”
That night, the two were more in the room. None of them, no one has opened their voice about the happy news because they are too confused, how to tell it.
“We should go to the doctor first,” said Mauza. “New after that, we generalin.”
They also left the next day. To the hospital that they usually go to and see the same doctor again as yesterday.
“For Mr Sammy, Mrs Mauza. We'll see you again,” greet the doctor.
“Morning too, Doc,” answered them simultaneously while throwing his body in the chair provided.
The doctor again said, “Where? Want a consultation or want a program?”
Mauza smiles shyly, “You check the content, Doc.”
Hearing this, dr. Farel spontaneously tiptoed and said, “Lho, quietly have you been positive?”
“Iya, I checked yesterday afternoon using testpack. Both are positive.” Mauza showed the results.
“Program where before?”
“Alami, Doc,” replied Sammy.
“Masyaallah, amazing. You are the chosen ones,” praise dr. Farelle. “Ya already, just let's check.”
A nun helps Mauza up the gurney. There, Mauza began to be examined. Estimates of the fetus are still four or five weeks old because there are only small pockets and points. He did not even hear his heart rate. Farel said it was common because he was very young.
“Ngak what. Usually DJJ will be heard at eight weeks gestation,” said dr. Farel explained. “Important keep condition. Eat foods that contain lots of folic acid and do not get stressed.”
“To reduce nausea, Doc?” Mauza asked.
“Let me prescribe the medicine, yes.”
“Good, thank you, Doc.”
Sammy and Mauza came out after they shook hands in different ways.
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“Where is Kelen?” umar asked when he found them both getting out of the car.
“Your father, Mar,” replied Mauza who was touched by her brother-in-law, Alma.
“Iya, Umar emang kepo emang kayak mom-emak.”
“Heh, don't open your husband's disgrace. Could get caught!” Umar then beaver.
“You are the one who got cursed because of anger every day,” reply Alma no less fierce. So it should face a fierce husband, so that women are not easily oppressed.
“When to come, Mar, Al?” tanya Mauza sat beside Alma.
“Barusan, Za. Five minutes is approximately.”
Yes, as always, Alma and Umar will definitely stop by here at most, three times a week. Especially if not for eating?
That's what Mauza sees every time they come. Still mending if they bring their mother by-by. Lha, often even bother many people. Restoring the local community only, especially the original residents.
“Two-duan mulu, don't you work, Mut?” Umar asked the man who was igniting a smoky object.
“No, run out to the doctor,” replied Sammy.
“Bah your goal, Mut?”
“That's! Who can you do?”
“Serious lu, Za?” this time the gaze of a couple leads to Mauza.
“Yes, doain us to keep healthy, yes!” she said she made Alma spontaneously embrace her. As a brother, he felt the happiness of his brother.
♧♧♧
The news of Mauza's pregnancy has reached all members of the Al Fatir family. It even reached the ears of the Zara family.
“That's right, I told you also what. Not wrong, yesterday I sent you tespack,”, Zara said when she re-connected with Mauza on the phone.
“Thanks yes, Brother. I've been one of the most caring people for me.”
“Must dong, Za. Because you were also once the most enthusiastic person when I experienced the same thing,” Zara replied. “How does the doctor say the results? Safe, right?”
Mauza answered everything the doctor had told him a moment ago. That everything seems fine.
“There is a little problem, if my fetus is not yet developed. It doesn't matter said Dr. Farel, because according to age, it is not time.”
“Oh yes. Just waiting, Za. Don't stress, yeah. Stay positive.”
“Iya, Brother. Betewe thanks for bringing water from this leaky bucket.”
“There are you.” Zara chuckled softly.
Zara turned her head after she closed her call. Yes, someone has been waiting for him since.
“Until where was it, By?” zara asked the husband who looked upset. Because his journey that almost arrived to the edge, had to be cut off because of a phone call from his own sister.
Rayyan clucking. “Udah is not in the mood,” he said.
“I don't feel good if I don't pick up the phone. Who knows it's important. Wanna be blamed too he won't know.”
Rayyan turned her body. He was very angry with his sister. Look out for you Mauza, her mind is very upset.
Zara smiled. If this is the case, it is a sign that he is the one who has to work hard.
Seriate.