When Love Should Determine
Chapter 23

Hamzah returned to being gentle and attentive to Larissa. This time it was softer than before. There was an incident that made him pay more attention to the health and safety of Larissa.

At that time, Larissa content age entered the age of five months. Larissa asked Hamzah to escort her to take care of the residency documents at the village office. The plan is that he will use the document to file Jampersal. Hamzah immediately escorted him, because he himself was not busy.

When in the middle of the road, suddenly the skirt worn Larissa into the begian gear motor and twisted there. At once also Larissa immediately fell and dragged the bike.

Fortunately, Hamzah immediately stepped on the brakes when he heard Larissa's screams. He stopped the bike and went down to help his wife. Fortunately, Larissa has not gone too far.

Larissa looked very shocked at the incident. His clothes were torn to the thighs. His breath is hunting. It seems like how traumatized he is. Fortunately at that time the condition of the streets was quiet, so he was not ashamed of his condition.

They turned around and returned home. It is also impossible to force yourself there. Larissa would only be ashamed of herself because the clothes she was wearing were only half her body. Not to mention the trauma she felt.

Arriving at home, Larissa immediately changed clothes and checked herself into a midwife. Fortunately, the baby in the womb is okay.

Since then, Hamzah has been more careful in guarding Larissa. He didn't want his wife to be anything. She was afraid of losing her son a second time.

Actually Hamzah's rude attitude yesterday was triggered by his anger at Iqbal. He had to constantly face the problems posed by the same people. Unfortunately, he vented his anger on the wrong person. He took it out on his own wife. Not to mention the incitement of the aunt who increasingly poisoned his mind.

Just like at that time. At that time, Larissa was at the age of four months. Iqbal again made trouble by continuously insinuating Hamzah who did not want to help the construction of his house.

Actually Hamzah is not not willing to help. But at that time he himself was sick. For days he could not get out of bed. Unfortunately Iqbal could not understand that.

This is exacerbated by the incitement of outside parties. He was the one who worked on building Iqbal's house. He is still vengeful because Hamzah did not allow him to borrow a motorcycle.

How Hamzah will give him permission. He just doesn't know the guy. And he borrowed a bike at night, and then he used it to buy drinks.

Almost there was a fistfight between them if not swiftly Larissa stop. Larissa immediately pulled Hamzah's body and took him out of the house for a while until the atmosphere subsided.

But now all that has passed. No one is causing any more trouble in their household. Because Iqbal has now moved in his own house. It is next to the house that Larissa occupied.

Hamzah still refused to say hello to Iqbal. Even though the day of Eid arrived, he still did not want to celebrate. And vice versa. Iqbal also did not want to reprimand Hamzah first. It was too big to take the initiative first. Because he considers the young one who should apologize.

Ah, nevermind. For a while let it be like that. At least there was no more commotion between them. Hopefully there will be a way that can make them reconcile.

This afternoon Larissa and Hamzah were relaxing in the room. They sit side by side on the bed. Hamzah rubbed Larissa's stomach and invited the fetus bjcara in her womb.

Since the baby in the womb Larissa began to move, Hamzah often do that. He feels his own pleasure when he does it. He could not wait for the birth of his son.

"Yank, if our son is born, what do you want him to be called?" larissa asked after Hamzah spoke to the baby in her stomach.

"I want to be called Father!."

"Mr? the effect is very old. Shouldn't you just Dad?."

Hamzah Keukeh and still want to be called Father only. Larissa chose to give up. Let Hamzah with his will. It's just about the call anyway. The most important thing is not to reduce the respect of the child to his parents later.

Silence created. But not long ago, there began to be a voice. This time Hamzah spoke up first.

"Yank, we should no longer call with the word dear, yes" said Hamzah as he stroked the wife's gentle mane.

"Emang why? is there a problem?" ask Larissa confused.

"Yes, not pa pa pa. Then I call you Mas only, yes. Like any other married couple."

"No way!."

"Well, why?."

"Gold is expensive!"

Larissa looked up at her husband's answer. What is the relationship between gold and gold.

Larissa sighed, trying to remain patient. "Then I call you brother, yes. There are also many couples who call their partners that name. Then, you call me brother, how?" larissa said again. He again put forward another call initiative dear.

"I don't want to!."

there was a rejection from Hamza. Larisa was confused again because of it. "Why?."

"I'm not your brother, and you're not my sister either!."

Arrgk! Long time Larissa upset also made. He should be confused just because of a call dear.

Back Larissa sighed, trying to stay patient in the face of her husband's sometimes annoying nature. "What do you want me to call you then?" ask Larissa. He gave up constantly putting forth initiatives of affectionate calling. It's free if it all just ends with a rejection.

Hamzah seemed to think, not long after he began to talk. "Emmh, I don't know either. You have another idea, right? a call of love that is unique and different from the others" asked Hamzah.

Well, loh, is not even more upset by Larissa's heart. She had resigned her husband's wishes, but instead she had to find an idea.

After thinking a little longer, finally dibersit a call of affection that is quite unique in Larissa. He immediately told me the idea. "What if I call you, Entik?."

"Entics? meaning what?" ask Hamzah.

Larissa whispered the meaning of the word in her husband's ear.

Hamzah looks to nod his head. "OK! i agreed. Then, what should I call you?."

"Where about the Encus?." Back Larissa mentioned a call dear.

"Encus? means?."

Again Larissa whispered the meaning of the word in her husband's ear.

"Hemm, a call of affection that is quite unique and interesting. Alright. I agree with that call. From now on, I call you Encus, and you call me Entik. Ok?"

Larissa nodded her head. "OKs. I agree!." Laughter came out of the lips of both.

Entik and Encus. A pretty tickling call of affection. I don't know what the meaning behind that word is. Let it! enough they both know.

From then on, the two agreed to call them Entik and Encus. And this story turned into 'TALE ENTIK AND ENCUS '.