Don't Call My Name
S2-Destroyed

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New days are felt by Mauza. He felt more pampered by everyone in this house, no exception. In fact, he was forbidden to do any activities because almost all his needs are served, except eating and sleeping.

“Ahaha... dah kayak Tuan Putri aja me,” said the woman was very happy to make him forget how to be grateful. “But if you don't want to be bosen too, yes?”

Mauza wants to have more activities like before. But it seems that it is the most impossible thing, because it is certain Sammy will not grant his wish. Especially with his current condition.

“We follow Your Dad yuk, Dek.” Mauza invited her fetus to talk as if she could hear him.

That afternoon, Mauza went after Sammy to his office. An hour ago, they were texting each other, Sammy said that today he will be full in the indoor. He is busy editing photos and videos of new products that will soon be launched.

“What product?” ask Mauza on the phone at this time.

“Ya regular. Girl stuff. Veil, facial, bag, wallet. But the theme is batik,” replied Sammy.

“Wow, Indonesia really. So capsizing.”

“Not finished playing, so can not be uploaded to medsos. Do you want to see?”

“Not really, but want aja.”

“Ya later break time I picked up.”

“I happen to be in front of your room,” Mauza replied.

Eh? Sammy inside stared at the door. The door handle of the room twisted and the next second opened, revealing a female figure who was currently contacting him.

“You are here?” Sammy put down his phone and hurriedly approached Mauza to snatch the item in his hand.

“Iya, dong. I'm a kangen! Shocked ya?” Mauza hugged him and made the other two Sammy friends who were there look away at the sight. Their soul muddled straight away.

“Do not pervert at work, Oy!” exclaim Damar.

“No pervert, I just want to chat doang,” reply Sammy. “Lagian is also the same bini itself, not bini people. So it's legal,”.

“Construction is still much, Sam. Remember her deadline today,” Damar reminded.

“He understands, relax. I'm almost done, kok.”

“I'm interrupting, huh?” Mauza.

“No, no bother, they are just shirked at us together. Satan does not like couples who are officially married.”

“Cih!” Damar throws an empty book at Sammy's feet. “Search safely by means of slandering people. Stale!”

“Don't hear what they say, honey. Just sit here. You just want to see me work, right?”

“Hoek! The recruit! Amused me.” one other friend almost puked hearing Sammy a dab of it with his wife. Amusingly.

“Sam?” Mauza really doesn't feel good sitting there. Yes, Sammy may not be bothered by his arrival, but his friend screamed a lot.

“I told you, don't beat them. Let's just say,” Sammy understands what Mauza is feeling. “Dog bark let's bark. His name is also dog.”

“Hih, silly!” timpal Damar's. Kirain the dog barking caravan passed, he thought. Indiscriminate. “Wong crazy!”

Mauza nodded and obeyed the husband's orders. He faithfully waited there until the break and Sammy ate the food he brought.

Until the afternoon, Sammy finally managed to finish his job. Photos and videos of new products are successfully created and uploaded through the Zara.co account and make the owner satisfied with their work.

Zara: good job Sammy. You're cool. Thank you.

“Yuk, we're home!” Sammy led Mauza's hand out of the room. Go to the elevator.

“This is his car Mas Andre.” Mauza saw the vehicle next to their car. “Means the person has not returned dong.”

“If you haven't come home yet want to be flapain?” ask Sammy.

“Ya invited home with lah.”

“Males is so! Also no.”

Mauza laughs, “Only Zunaira can melt her iceberg.”

The next week passed since Mauza left to follow Sammy to the office.

Just today, the age of Mauza's womb has turned seven weeks old and it's time he returned to dr. Farel to know, to where the development of the fetus. Because at the first time of examination, they have not shown the growth of the fetus, because of his age is still too young.

“But for two Weeks no complaint, Mom?” ask dr. Farel to the two of them who were already in front of him.

“Nothing, just nauseous, Doc. But it's not as often as before doctors love medicine, anyway?”

“Oh yes, good ... good .. we just check, yes?”

Mauza was assisted by the sisters in the gurney to be examined through the bottom, because with the examination, they could find out more accurate results. After the blanket was covered, the device began to be inserted.

“Aw!” Mauza screeched a little at the time when the device was put into it by the sisters. While Sammy can only grimace, grinning to see it. As much as it turns out the sacrifice of women to give birth to generations of his successors.

“This is a bit uncomfortable anyway, Mom. Hold, huh? Just for a moment, kok,” said Sister calming. “Already, Doc!”

“OK, Sus. Thank you.” dr. Farel approached and began to examine it.

But strangely, when the tool began to be moved, the look of Dr. Farel did not show satisfaction. “What is this week Mauza's mother has experienced spots or stomach pain?” tanyakanya.

“Ngak, Doc. Sometimes I feel a little cramping, anyway. But that's natural, right? I'm okay,” Mauza replied.

“The fetus is still not growing. Still the same as the examination two weeks ago,” he said made Sammy and Mauza stiffen instantly.

Oh my God .. What else is this?

“Why can?” mauza asked with a trembling voice already about to cry.

“Emm ..” dr. Farel was quite confused to explain it, “many factors caused it. Could be due to stress-”

“I'm not stressed,” by Mauza, “I'm happy-happy all this time, Doc. Happy because this is our first child, this is a gift of our patience after waiting almost half a year.”

“Sst ... Za, Za .. Patience, Za. Control your emotions.” Sammy calmed his wife, who was devastated. Even he needs to be calm. Even the hand used to wipe Mauza's head now feels trembling. His feet no longer felt on the ground.

“Ngak...no! I don't want to hear this news! I'm healthy, Doc. I am not sick. I've never had mules or anything. This must be wrong!” Mauza restyled her clothes to get up and make dr. Farel and the sisters who accompanied him were confused.

“Look at me, Mom. Just keep the mother's fetus until next Sunday, only later after that we check again. My diagnosis this time was wrong. Or if not, Mauza and Mr. Sammy can move to another doctor.”

Mauza no longer wants to hear dr. Farelle. The woman came out with wet eyes. I want him to scream so loud. It's not fair to him.

Sammy cupped Mauza's cheek, “We're looking for another doctor, huh?”

Mauza didn't sink her body deep into Sammy's arms. “Trial let alone this, Sam. I don't want to lose him, I've been expecting him a lot ...”

Moments later Mauza's body collapsed. Unconscious.

Seriate.