Don't Call My Name
Dare to Courage too, He

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“Dare nenggol-nenggol also her. I thought the guy was quiet, a lot of talk. From yesterday to where, Cuy?” murmured Miranda saw a video clip of Hamidah speaking out loud when interviewed. “This is it, herding opinions really.”

The woman who is meeting with the important staff, no matter that she is being noticed.

“Highness, yes? Or want some pansos? Want to be famous too?”

Miranda stopped reading the news because it was feared not too good for the heart and blood that easily rises.

But Miranda secretly noticed, it would be to where her efforts were to attack this peaceful family.

“Eh, sorry-sorry, Ladies and gentlemen. Please continue again. Where did you get to?” miranda asked looking at everyone who was circling the table.

One of the finance staff spoke up, “An employee salary increase, Mom. We must ...”

“Yes, yes, you set it up,” cut Miranda, “I think you know best what is best for the sake of this company. Others, quickly continue! We have not much time.”

They resumed the meeting. Huh, all the staff complained inwardly. Though he himself is buying time, but his subordinates are pelted with mistakes. The fact is that the boss is always right and the employee is always wrong.

Even with Vita and Yudha who know the news. The woman immediately stroked the chest.

“However he talks like this to our son, after whatever he does.” Vita spoke in front of her husband.

“His mind is not yet mature. Not according to his age,” Yudha responded.

“What can we do, Mas?”

“Which alluded to is still relaxed, Moy. They're having fun enjoying the honeymoon. Well, let's just let it go. Maybe they think this is not too disturbing,” Yudha replied do not want to take a headache, “I believe our daughter-in-law is more experienced in dealing with this situation. Especially for us who are women. It is not impossible, later if it has gone too far, he will also act. Hands down.”

“Indeed Kyai Noor does not understand that her son is actually like this?”

“If you know, it must have been learned.”

“Don't reflect once, Kyai's son but such is his disposition. Though usually Kyai's children tend to be shy and never seen in front of many people.”

“Again khilaf may.”

“Khilaf kok at any time,” sahut Vita immediately, “don't forget him who caused our child accident you know, Mas. But never want to admit.”

Yudha tries to dampen his wife's emotions by distracting, “Please turn off the television.”

Because Vita was still flirting with her phone, Yudha immediately took a step to the point. Grabbing the object from his wife's hand to be placed on the nightstand. “Already, don't look around anymore. Rest, it's already night!”

“What are all men like this? Unfeeling. As if everything is not very important.”

“Not that .. I don't want you to keep thinking about it. Though the mentioned again is fine.”

Yudha tried to deny. But Vita denied it.

“Kan, I'm his mother. It's only fitting that I think of them.”

Yudha was silent because she did not want to make the matter longer. His mind was already very tired thinking about his work and the students all day long.

Therefore, the man first went to do something. Before he knew his wife was much better.

“Our son is doing something, yes, Mas?” Vita asked again when Yudha returned. And the man instead thought his question was a code, so the man immediately asked, “Why? You want to too?”

“You want time!” pull the blanket over to cover the head.

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In a rainy city, Zara and Rayyan do not just do honeymoon. They also use this opportunity to do post-wedding photos. Because they didn't do prawedding before.

Zara has this desire after getting poison from her friends who say that this place is good enough to do it. After all, they have a chance. Zara believes that the next days will not be this relaxed.

Today, in a hotel whose courtyard is split by the river stream, they resist drowsiness. Some shots have been taken with various poses.

Both of them look very harmonious wearing black clothes to the Arab style. Complete with Zara who wears a veil and Ray who uses a head covering like a typical turban there.

Especially for this, Zara invited Sammy directly there because she did not want to use others while the closest people were still able to do it. After all, the results are also no less cool like other reliable cameras.

“Udah can a good picture yet, anyway?” asked Zara to the four people, “I was sleepy. Wanted cepet finished.”

There was pain in Sammy's chest when Zara asked that. Sleepy? Must've stayed up last night. Oh, heart! Inner screaming.

“Sammy?” zara said once again because Sammy was daydreaming.

“Oh, i-yes. Uday, Zar,” replied Sammy stammered. What was imagined was scattering in the blink of an eye.

“Where to see?” Zara approached Sammy to see the photos one by one. The woman sounded chatty because there was an angel result that she thought was not fitting and the parts of excess fat that should be avoided, were exposed.

Rayyan is just moving. Men are always more confident than women. And somehow he was so sure that his photos were always good looking in any style. Oh, my God.

“This one is delete, lah. It's less good.”

“OK,” replied Sammy, “this one also does not want?” he made sure again.

“Ngak.”

When everything is finished, Sammy and friends ask for permission to rest. Hungry and limp after a few hours of standing do the following prepare real work.

“If you've been edited, please in the post continue tag me,” Zara back message.

“Good, Zar.” Sammy also slightly bowed his body to Ray who was more reluctant because of his status.

Upon returning from there to the place of coffee, all of Sammy's friends taunt him. If other people who are hurt will distance themselves from the figure, Sammy instead capture the post-wedding moment.

For what?

Money always dominates everything. Yeah, for the money. He did not want to lose this job even though he had to be heartbroken repeatedly.

Fortunately there was a solace girl. The girl he met shyly at Zara's application some time ago.

Sammy doesn't know if approaching this innocent, religious and innocent girl is a mistake? But so far, the girl has always replied politely to her direct message.

Because according to him, breaking the heart of a girl like her is a challenge.

“Sorry, Ray. I'm approaching your sister. I hope you won't be angry if you find out about this. I promise I won't do anything.”

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Seriate.

Who is sammy? Let's guess!