Don't Call My Name
Just Marry Them

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Mauza was alone to calm the mind. Only in this way can he avoid his mouth so as not to say evil that can hurt the feelings of others and especially yourself as well. “It's your own choice, so you must be sincere, stupid.”

After getting better, he sighed and contacted his sister-in-law.

“Hallo, Brother. Look, I want to talk about my work, so I'm at ...”

“Where's the greeting?” but then the male voice interrupted his conversation just now. “Live nyerocos.”

“Lho really, Mr. Ustaz. Hehehe maap, khilaf likes to say hello. Brother where do I want to talk?”

“Again sleep. Why?”

“I want to talk.”

“Whatever it is about, let's continue. Her voice is in kerasin.”

“You can both, pliz ...”

“Zara again can not stay, again drunk.”

“Oh, so?”

There were voices of two people walking in haste, the sound of running water, the conversation of the two, then the sound of nausea and others.

Mauza keep her phone away from the ear, “Yes geez again bother, huh? But I really need it now.”

Rather than having to wait, the girl finally decided to come to her house straight away. In the afternoon, he will also come out to the Mall to attend the grand opening event.

Mauza came down after carrying her bag, then met her mother intending to ask for permission.

“Where? What's your sister-in-law's answer, son?”

“They're busy like, Ma. So my question just wasn't answered,” Mauza replied.

“Hmm so, yes?”

Mauza nodded, “Iya, this is the plan I want to go there directly, but if Mama ngizinin.”

“Whose name?”

“Self, later I leave for the Mall with them aja.”

“Oh yes, Mama almost forgot there was an invitation huh, today? Fortunately you are missing out. Yes, you have, go. Be careful on the road, yes!”

After confirming this, he kissed the back of his mother's hand and left immediately. Not until half an hour, he had arrived at the residence of Mother Miranda. In front of a large courtyard in the middle of which there is a fountain, it looks socialite woman was cleaning a fish pond.

“Assalamualaiakum, Beautiful Onti,” greeting Mauza makes the woman unexpected.

“Waalaikumsalam. Uh, the Moza! Yes, you are Si Moza?” Miranda immediately threw the pool filter in her hand.

Mauza chuckles, “Mauza Onti. But called anything can also, kok.”

“It's Moza just so easy. Wh why? There needs to be your brother, yes?”

“Iya Onti. Mon maap want to interrupt Sister-in-law's time for a moment.”

“No papa, let's get in!” bring Miranda enthusiastic. He hugged his daughter-in-law's son in. Then drive him to meet Zara who is curled up on the sofa together with Rayyan who seems to be forcing him to eat. In his hand was a plate on which was a piece of cake.

“Tuh, look at the Zone again drunk, do not want to eat anymore. How are these grandmothers not stressed?”

Mauza just smiled.

“If you don't want to, force it!” miranda said to her son-in-law.

“Little by, Ra ...”

“Udah enek, later if forced to come out again. I just want ice cubes,” said Zara to keep the plate out of front of her.

Mauza who was astonished and curious then asked, “Es stone want diapain?”

“Taken,” replied Rayyan.

Miranda said, “Your sister-in-law is now snacking on ice cubes, Moza! Weird no?”

Mauza jerk chuckled. A little while he laughed before finally the girl asked again, “What's it like to snack on ice cubes?”

Zara replied while laughing to herself, “Enak. Myriad. I think there's sweetness.”

“Oh yes, thank you.” In his heart Mauza regretted his arrival here because the moment was not fitting. “I became a mosquito repellent, huh? So want to mating spouts too.”

“Jam this way, still wear gloves anyway, brother? Oh my goodness ...” Mauza commented on her brother's pride dress that never changed when she was at home. She's too sexy, making people salfok.

“You want to know why?” Rayyan grinned. His face is mysterious. It's hard to understand.

Mauza rolled her eyeballs, “Ouh, no. Nyesel I have it.” He was afraid of hearing things that could contaminate his ears. So, what is it that even his own mind is exhausted?

“What do you want to talk about, Za?” Zara asked, “tadi on the phone seems really important.”

“Take a meal first, Dek.” Ray thrusting fruit salak. “Knowing how isn't it? Wear knife.”

“Although I'm Nia Romadona's mother open salak aja can not?” mauza's reply made Ray chuckle.

“Izh since when was Pak Ustaz so humorous like this? The cake of the asphalt impact is the same vacuum cleaner makes his brain slide around hihihi.”

Stop messing around, Mauza then expressed his intention to come here. He explained that he wanted to give his position to Zunaira because the girl was eager to get in there.

And this is in his own free will, not for any reason especially because it does not fit. He has been very happy with his new friends for five days.

“What does Zunai mean to you?” ask Zara.

“Truly not, Brother,” refutes Mauza, “this is my own initiative. I can't bear to see that he has to wait a long time.”

“But Nai is different majors. Are you not eman-eman? If it's our language, then love it. You are having a hard time training. In addition to already starting to be comfortable with the friends there, surely have started to memorize the places and already have a plan in the future like what ..”.

“She will definitely meet Sammy,” said Rayyan who immediately understood even though Mauza did not say it.

“Sorry, I cut for a while,” said Mauza, “I also understand the taste so he. Sammy was like Zunai's first love. So maybe it's not that easy to forget him. Yes if Sammy is good do not papalah love them the opportunity to exist in the same environment.”

“But you don't have to sacrifice too,” Ray said again. From childhood, he always noticed that his sister this one has given up too much for the sake of the Bungsu. The most important thing is to give up on time.

Mama is always busy with Zunaira because she is often sick. That's why Mauza is more often foster by Onti Dara and Om Alif so that the characters are almost like them.

“Can't I argue?” mauza asked to make Ray and Zara nod, “why didn't they marry each other if they both liked each other?”

Zara and Ray looked at each other.

“Mauza,” said Zara looked at the girl, “This brother knows Sammy not only for a moment. There's a lot I know about him. I don't mean to discredit someone about his behavior or behavior because I'm not necessarily good. But the question is, will Papa be willing to accept Sammy? She ... she .. yes, she's a little bit of.” Zara has difficulty finding the right words so as not to seem to demonize the person in question. Now she's nudging her husband's arm, “What do you think is Mr Husband? You're his oldest brother. Love enlightenment try?”

“We are not God. So it's not worth saying that Sammy doesn't deserve Zunaira. So if for this matter .. I hand over to Papa alone. The decision is in him.”

“Keep about this job?” ask Mauza.

“Gini aja, what if Mauza come with me just where I go?” Zara found a brilliant idea. “I also need people to schedule my schedule, manage my account, endorsement me and ...many more.”

Yes, Zara wants Sammy to focus on one job only so they don't interact as often as before. Because after all, they are the opposite sex. Ray often shows his discomfort if Sammy contacts him even though all they talk about is the schedule of work.

“Where's the response, Mr Ustaz?” Zara asked again because the man was silent.

Ray just put his shoulder around and said whatever. Because he could not forbid the desire of his wife this time because the woman always reasoned because of the birth of the baby. Although it means he will often meet this most chatty person every day.

Two women are quite chatty in this house alone sometimes have made his head dizzy. Lha, this is even one more severe.

But it's okay, count, Mauza can also while taking care of his wife.

“Where, Za?”

Mauza still does not believe, “Yakin no, nih?”

“Yakin lah.. masa ai boong.”

“What is this called sustenance son of Soleh?”

To steady it again, Zara reached out her hand, “Deal?”

Pause a few seconds, Mauza also welcomed his hand, “Deal?!”

“Yes, I like!”

“Simple it makes you happy,” in Ray's heart right now.

But now Zara is like looking for something in a glass, “Es stone where? It's already liquid.”

“Es stone again?” gerutu Ray headed to the refrigerator.

Seriate.