Don't Call My Name
S2-Don't Care About Anyone
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“What is this event? Mama's son's tumben again got along hugging,” asked Vita as the woman approached. He was going to bring Mauza and Sammy on the street. Yes, they plan to head to Semarang today, vacationing there with Om and his Tantenya.
“No papa, Ma. We're just freaking out again. Yes, I join the fun of the good news from them,” Mauza replied representing all those who are confused looking for answers.
Vita looked at Alma and Umar in turn. It's clear this happy news is not from his daughter, Mauza. Because the boy said it himself.
Instead of hugging the daughter-in-law who just announced her pregnancy, Vita actually hugged her daughter first. Kissed her and rubbed her head in an embrace.
“Yes Allah, pity my son, Mauza. Again, he should hear news like this. Not that I'm not grateful, but give Mauza the same opportunity to be able to feel happiness like everyone else. He is a good boy who has sacrificed a lot and relented all this time ...”
Alma smiling. This is the best attitude a mother has ever seen. This strange attitude can only be accepted by people who have common sense. Not otherwise.
What happened, Alma actually hugged her brother-in-law as well. For this is the best brotherhood.
The good news has reached the ears of Yudha, Oma and Opa. The elders were happy and embraced their granddaughter-in-law. Unexpectedly, from their seed, two of his descendants, Yudha and Alif, were born. Then was born to seven grandchildren who later married and gave birth to great-grandchildren of the same blood.
Mauza smiled bitterly as Alma and Zunaira talked to each other about the pregnancy without being able to involve her in the discussion. Lucky .. There is Sammy's hand that always strengthens.
As they had planned before, they immediately said goodbye to leave. In order to maintain their own increasingly fragile defensive fortifications.
The astonished Vita then asked, “Lho, now? Not Om Alif same Onti Darya also not welcome here, Nak?”
“We want to fill gasoline with each other to the Market, Ma. Someone wants to buy it. It's not good that Om Alif has to wait for us too long. Not to mention long stretches in Pom,” replied Sammy looking for reasons to cover the reality.
“Ya already if it is so,” said Vita release them in the end. “How many days do you guys go?” ask again.
“Insyaallah a week,” Mauza says.
“Be careful on your way, yes! Don't speed up.”
“Okay, Ma,” Mauza and Sammy answer simultaneously.
“Have fun, Za!” umar made Mauza smile.
Sammy started driving his car out of the yard he had been living in for several months.
“If you agree, I want to use my savings for our program to the doctor,” Sammy said asking for his wife's opinion when they arrived at the refueling.
“But instead of the savings money it makes our business, Sam?” Mauza.
“We think again later.” Sammy can no longer stand being lonely. He wanted children among them if he could. They've been playing games all along. It was time for them to live seriously, given their growing age.
Mauza. After a moment of silence, he said, “Are you ready to hear, if any of us have a problem. And what would you say if that person was me?”
“Instead, if that guy was me?” Sammy asked back.
“I don't care .. You are my husband and I love you,” Mauza replied so sincerely accepting.
“Sama, I don't care either,” reply Sammy for sure.
“Had Mother or someone else asked us to separate for that reason?”
“I told you, I don't care. Our home belongs to us. Anyone has no right to interfere.”
Mauza smile. Both are hugging.
“We will face this problem together,” said Sammy similar person who is promising.
Mauza. They immerse themselves in the beauty that is seen.
Seriate.