Don't Call My Name
Go home!

“Alhamdulillah ... until,” said Rayyan when he had just arrived in a large building consisting of four floors. The office as well as the outlet that connects with the warehouse behind it.

“I work first, yes,” said Zara begged herself, “thank you for still being allowed out-of-home.”

“I respect you because your goal is none other than just for the good.” Rayyan smiled.

Zara stretched out her hand and avenged Rayyan with a kiss on the forehead.

Jeez .. It feels like Heru wants to sink to the bottom of the sea to see their romance.

The car was still watching Zara come into the room. Before finally darting towards Ponpes Darussalam.

The teaching schedule is still fixed, which is every Thursday and Saturday. While other days, in the contents for online and offline study events, for example: seminars, talk shows, or invited guests in religious event programs.

Since marrying Zara, as well as recovering from her amnesia, her name has automatically become increasingly known among the public. There are even scheduled events for the next six months that make him no longer able to accept offers let alone leave.

Ray considered all this to be a sustenance from God. But Ray is also convinced, he's not so lucky not to marry Zara. Because later before the accident, he only taught to remain at the Ponpes because the invitation was very rare.

After being studied repeatedly, it turns out different wives have different sustenance he thought.

“Pak Heru just go home,” said Ray when he started entering the large gate of Ponpes Darussalam.

“But the same word Non Zara Bu Miranda told wait until finished,” Heru slightly refuted, “fear yesterday's incident repeated again.”

Rayyan held back a laugh. This is the end if the women have been affected by parno disease. “Ya already then. I have no choice.”

“Not that, if every Thursday, I was also told to come in.”

The silence paused for a few seconds, before the two laughed together.

Ah, yes. Ray understands. Hamidah also teaches there. But aren't they in separate places?

The distance between the Ponpes son and daughter was very far, and they would not be possible to meet if there was no event that required it.

But so far, Zara has always believed him. Never worried that her husband would slip into this place, let alone restrain her.

Ray still does not really understand what Zara is because she has a wider perspective? Or maybe because of his high self-confidence?

For from the beginning Zara had explained, the woman had everything. Suppose that he dares to do anything, then not Zara who loses. Except for himself.

A truly challenging woman. And Ray likes that.

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“Oh, so he's one of Zara's teams,” muttered Vita after finding out through the profile listed on the account @Sammy_yunchen. He said he was a picture-taker.

“Leave it first as long as they just send a message. Our son refused to be taken out. Unless they dare to go together. Then we must take a firm stance,” Yudha responds to his wife's anxiety.

“But Sammy alluded to how to educate us, Mas.”

“You shouldn't know that. This is because you are slow to read it.”

“Sorry ...” said Vita lowered her head, “aku is too much, yes?”

“I know you're just worried. But we as parents should be enough to maintain and direct. Can't be too constrained because it can eliminate their confidence in us.”

“Hopefully our son can take care of himself.”

“As I said yesterday, don't let him go out for no apparent reason,” Yudha said again.

But their worries actually happened. Because one week later, Zunaira urged her mother to let her go out. With reasons to watch.

“Self, Ma,” replied Zunaira is ready with clothes gone.

Carefully Vita offers, “Mama temenin, yes?”

But Zunaira shook her head, “No, ah, Ma. Zunai is already big. Time to everywhere is still always cemented?”

Inner Vita. Only once did Zunaira sound to refute him. Don't let him change because of Sammy's influence. Maybe Vita will be angry with him.

“If you can be honest, Mama is more confident with Kak Za because in addition to being brave, she is difficult to penetrate her heart, Son,” Inner Vita can not voice because of fear of offending her son.

“Zunai, Darling. Mama Temenin you because Mama also want to buy something at the Mall. Okay?”

“No, Zunai wants to go alone ...”

“Atau Zunai embarrassed to be won by Mama? Sis Za or Umar want to, yes?” the woman is still trying to persuade. Strange, why so urgent, he thought. Why does he keep refusing?

“Ih ... do not want,” Zunaira still refused, “I do not want to go with anyone.”

Vita sighed, “Yes if you want that. Go awayl. But remember, after you finish, go straight home. Do not stop by other places that have no benefits.”

Zunaira agreed, then extended her hand to say goodbye.

Zunaira leaves with an online taxi waiting for her at the gate.

Vita's eyes glazed over imagining the change of her youngest child.

True what almost all alim ulama said. The child is a daydream. He's not ours we can hold tight forever. One day they will go with their chosen ones.

Now he felt all his children were growing up and slowly getting away. Stay later he both with the husband waiting for the dawn in loneliness.

“Umar, please help Mama watch out adek, son,” said Vita contacted the child who was in the family Cafe.

“Adek?” tanya Umar sounded confused. Mauza was with him because the twins were never separated. But his question was answered the next time Mama mentioned the name of her other sister.

“Iya, Zunai go see for yourself. Do you know where you usually watch?”

“Know Ma.”

“Then and bring him home if it turns out to be a lie.”

“Siap, Ma,” says Umar again without much protest. He knew very well that his mother was very frightened.

Umar was in a hurry to ride his motorcycle to get to the location. On the road, he cursed because he knew who Zunaira was related to lately.

“Cowok jerk, how dare you pacarin adek me in this way. You are also Zun! You can humble yourself to that man!”

Once there, Umar first forced the officers to look for a history of ticket sales on behalf of Zunaira or Sammy. After being found, Sammy went to the theater. Luckily, the hours they bought the movie had not yet started.

Apparently his guess did not miss. Because by the time the sturdy man got there, he immediately found his sister with Sammy was sitting together waiting for the theater to open.

Withstanding the burning emotions, Umar pulled his sister home.

“Go home!” the words of Umar made Zunaira surprised to buy eyes.

“What the fuck is this?” Sammy stood up. The man did not know who Umar really was.

To be continued.