CALL ME MAS! SEASON 2

Sensitive Feelings Beautiful Women

...☘Love no longer hurts,...

...but a sense of giving sincerity☘...

Still in continuation of the problem of Vava and Lingga. Look carefully, so as not to guess wrong.

Munich 9am, lying limp and covered in thick sheets. A handsome figure and just looked at the narrow-eyed girl. The phallus was silent, his right hand, grabbing Vava's right hand.

"Vava, you must be strong." Speak Lingga, in a soft voice.

A female doctor had already examined Vava, and there was nothing to worry about. Vava had too much to think about, he was lacking rest, and his blood pressure was quite low.

In the living room looks Vanesa and Evan, acquainted with the Mahatma Sky. After getting to know each other, Sky was quite silent, he did not say much, unlike when he was acquainted with Vava.

Jakarta, 15:00 WIB

At the time that is at the far end of Jakarta, and still lying weak. Britney's got word about Vava from Evan. Evan has called Britney. Later that night Evan leaves for Jakarta, with Nicholas. Britney was quite surprised, hearing about Linga and her sister's condition.

Evan took a long time to call Britney. Evan also said that Vava's marriage will be held soon.

"Dear Vava, brother will always pray that all is well." Said Britney who was still sitting in her chair, and her hands were still holding the phone, staring fixedly at her sister's photo. Evan also sent a picture of Vava, because Britney asked for it.

Not long after Britney got word, from Evan about Vava. Pras came to RM, and he went straight to his wife's room.

"Your mother has come." Said Britney, and began to stand up from her chair.

Pras walked up to his wife and said, "Yes, I'm done meeting clients straight here."

Britney approached, hugged her husband tightly, and said, "Mas, I'm sad again. Vava is sick again. He fainted."

"O yes, you haven't told me about Vava. Nicholas I was on the phone yesterday. She said Vava was pregnant." Pras said, hugging his beloved wife.

"Yes, sorry I haven't told you yet. Now the young man has come to Germany. He's not Jonathan Mas, so Nicholas wants to marry Vava. Jonathan didn't know anything about Vava. I'm sad, I'm sorry. I didn't monitor my sister, instead I supported her to go to Paris. I also told Om Angga, to let Vava to Paris itself. Even so, I'm very comfortable. I feel guilty, with this thing, ma'am." Said Britney, with a sense of tightness in her chest.

"Emss, baby you're innocent. Vava is an adult. Everything's gonna be fine. I'm sure Vava can deal with it. Hence, I also do not like, you helped set up Vava and defend Vava excessively. Let Om Angga and Aunt Vanesa, who take care of her own son. Now we have to go home, get Alishba. It will be too late like that." Pras Say.

"You're right, Mommy." Reply Britney.

They quickly rushed to pick up her little daughter. Along the way, Pras listens to Britney's story about Vava and the young man who impregnated Vava.

"Who did you say? Mahatma phallus??" Ask Pras.

"Yes, Mahatma Linga. The son of a well-known businessman, the owner of Mahatma Corporation." Answer Britney.

The two of them were on their way, and Pras drove leisurely, the streets were quite leisurely, not too crowded.

Britney turned to her husband and asked "Mas why? Do you know the Lingga, or the owner of the Mahatma Corporation?"

Pras who looked to sigh said, "I know Lingga, he bought the Golden Mansion in West Jakarta."

Britney looked astonished, then asked "Golden Mansion? That new one?? Didn't it just finish two months ago?"

"I even went to his house. He's pretty good, yeah at first he didn't talk much. But after knowing pretty funny too." Pras Say.

"Don't Mas who was trying that Ferrari car, Got him?" Ask Britney.

"Hemms, Yes. That's the car." Pras Reply.

"But Mas, just said client. Didn't say Lingga."

"Indeed the client, what did I say his name was." Pras said casually. Then he said, "Let me call him,... Hemms, Linga."

"What do you make Lingga telfon? He said he'd marry Vava soon."

"Yes, tell me, congratulations on being Papa."

"Your gas?!! This is a big deal. My sister's problem. You're even relaxing so. You're kidding."

"Keep what's panicking? Lingga wants to be responsible, it's true he wants to be Papa. Why are you so nervous. Naturally, Vava is sick, because indeed pregnant women are so. You're the one who's too cute."

"Mas said I'm lebai?!!" With sensi voice.

Pras' left hand began to stroke his wife's hair, and said, "Think of your son and husband, don't think of Vava anymore, she already wants to be someone's wife. Remember that! Vava is already married. Don't interfere with the problem."

Britney was already pouting, her feelings were covetous, but what the husband said was true.

Pras who drives a car feels his wife is becoming jutek for his words. Then he said, "Darling, I don't mean that. I know you love Vava very much. Never mind, don't be too baper."

Pras turned to Britney and remained silent. Then he explained again "Dear, Vava is no longer a child that you have to ask this way. Now that you know, if Vava is going to be a mother, she's all grown up and getting married. Leave Vava to himself, let him take responsibility for his own problems. I'm sure the Linga won't hurt Vava. I know him well, he's not a playboy. Perhaps, a mistake will make both of them wiser, and they will both be good parents. So you have to believe. Give Vava and Lingga a chance to take care of their own problems. So I beg you. Don't say this to Vava. He can make his own decisions."

Britney remained silent and looked only at the left side of the capital's streets. Pras began to say again "Honey, already dong. I see, because I love you, I care about your family."

Britney's still upset, but she can think. It is true what her husband said. Currently, Vava and Lingga themselves must take care of their problems both. There is no harm in giving them a chance to take responsibility for their mistakes.

...In a luxurious residence....

"It turns out I'm home." Limar said, in a very cool style, because she is indeed a princess in the Mahatma family.

Limar Mahatma is Lingga's sister and she is very beautiful. He is also the deputy director of Mahatma Corporation.

"Limar, don't you have any manners?" Said his father with a cold look.

"Is this Mahatma Limar lacking manners, to his beloved father?" Limar asked and slowly hugged the father.

"Hemma. You turned out to have helped your sister smoothly. You all even cover the matter of the Linga compactly."

Limar with a sweet smile, and sat down near his father, then asked "What does Father mean? I don't get it.

"Your sister is getting married, and so are you? Dear you, Mother you too, all of you cover from Father."

"Mother? Does Mother already know? Not that Daddy and Mommy went to Jogja, who told Mommy??" Limar asked, with wide eyes.

"Mother Siska."

"When did she become a mother?? Huft! Please explain! Even I disagree. Only my mother is too good. I'm here, for Mother's sake and for Eyang's sake. If not! I've gone like a Lingga." Say Limar firmly.

His father smiled seeing his daughter who he loved grumbling, and looked annoyed. Even though his father married again. But he loved his children very much.

Yuda Mahatma is the father of Lingga Mahatma, he is a charismatic man and he is very famous in the business world.

"So he eavesdropped on my conversation with Eyang and Lingga?? Hems!! A stranger remains a stranger, he is shameless."

"Limar.just talk to you!! Siska's Dad's wife, so you have to be polite with her."

A very luxurious reading room, and Limar became silent. His father understood Limar's current feelings, he began to approach her, and embraced his daughter with affection.

"Sorry Dad, I didn't mean to yell at you. Dad as a parent, you should have said the same to me. Why not tell Daddy. Marriage is so important, do you all think this father is dead?"

Limar glazed over and said "Father and Mother yesterday are still in Jogja. The phallus has done something wrong, and he must take responsibility. Limar had convinced Eyang, to give his blessing to Lingga. I must know for myself, Eyang still believes in Javanese calculations, so Limar only tried to help Lingga. Father's wife is sassy. I came here to tell Dad, but I found out about Dad's wife."

His father asked "Lingga did something wrong? What do you mean?"

His second wife only told him that Lingga was getting married soon, but did not know that Lingga had impregnated a girl.

"Linga impregnates the child of the person. They live in Germany. Currently, she was already pregnant with a phallus child. So in a minute, I'm gonna have a granddaughter from Dad's favorite son."

The door of the room seemed to be pushed up, a woman so graceful that she went inside, looking at her already crying daughter and her husband's embrace.

"Limar, what's wrong?" Ask Mommy, who approached and her husband just shook his head.

Yuda let go of his embrace and Limar ran to embrace the Mother, her sobs becoming more and more. Limar, however, is their first child, not yet relieved of the problem of his father starting to bring his young wife home, but the unmarried Limar, must be preceded by his sister.

"Mother, Limar can't stay in this house. Dad's hurting Limar's feelings more." Said Limar and hugged the Mother tightly. It is not unusual for Limar Mahatma to cry so much, even this is the first time Limar cried.

Hesti Meheswari is Mother Lingga Mahatma, she is so graceful and patient. Hesti is very strong and very fond of his three children.

"Darling, what are you talking about? Mother does not want you to leave. The phallus has gone away from Mother, will you also be like her and away from the family."

"But Limar_" Not yet finished Limar said, the Mother had looked at him with a shady look, and hoped that Limar would not leave.

"Yes, yes, the wrong father. I'll take Siska to her apartment. And won't stay here anymore." Yuda and Limar started to smile.

Limar is good at acting, and the Lingga problem has already made a profit for him.

"Dad, I don't mean Limar. He was rude, no longer polite. It should be Limar who told Dad first."

"Limar, what's the problem? What do you mean?" Ask Mommy.

"Will you have a grandchild soon?" Limar replied, and began to wipe away her tears.

The surprised Mother looked at her husband and Yuda Mahatma just smiled, from there Mother became confused.

"Limar honey, what do you mean? You pregnant?" Ask the confused Mother and start looking into the stomach of Limar.

Limar with sitting and the round is still confused. Limar then said "Not Limar, but Vava, the girl Lingga. She's been two months pregnant. It's all because of Dad."

Yuda shook his head when he saw his daughter, who still blamed her father.

"Linga? You said Lingga?" Asked Hesti, who was in complete disbelief.

Limar looked at the Mother saying "Yes Mother. Linga, the favorite son of Father and Mother. If only I hadn't brought that woman into our home. The phallus will not go away, and certainly nothing like this will happen."

Hesti was very unexpected, that his son who was always silent, did not rebel and was angry with his father. Slowly go and something like this happens. His beloved son, whom he had always been proud of, had sinned and he had only learned of the state of his beloved son.

"Limar, are you serious, dear?" Hesti asked in tears, and Yuda slowly approached the already trembling wife, her hands squeezing the side of the dress she was wearing.

A mother's feelings are deeply hurt. The son who was raised with affection, could do vile and Nesti felt fragile. What the beloved son Lingga did, was indeed a heinous deed.

"You are calm, Lingga is grown. Let it be as he pleases." Yuda.

With a serious look, Nesti said, "Mas, I can be patient with your actions. But this time, you made my son a sinner. What are you going to do now? Are you going to act as his father?"

Hesti flinched and left the room. The phallus was a good son to Hesti, the feeling of a biological mother who was never wrong, then how could her son be filial and sinful.

Now that his son has impregnated the girl, even they are not married. It is very undignified, and very embarrassing for the Mahatma family.

"Limar, I'll go first. You wait here for me." Yuda said and went after his wife.

"Dad's just busy himself, so Dad doesn't know about his favorite son." Limar muttered, then looked at his phone, which was already vibrating due to a message, from a very handsome man.

Limar came out of the room, after replying to his message. Siska, the stepmother had greeted him, but Limar did not care about it.

"What's wrong with him? Why just leave." The beautiful Siska only applies to the pigmentation in the house, but it does not matter to a Siska.

Back to Pras and Britney. They've arrived at Alishba's school. Greeting teacher Alishba's mom, while picking up her little daughter. Britney also asked about her daughter's activities.

"Mama, where's Papa?" Tanya Alishba, who just came out of her classroom.

Britney took Alihsba's left hand, and said "Papa's in the car, baby, you why are you looking at Papa?"

"Papa promised to pick Alishba up." He said, with an adorable voice.

Very happy and so cheerful. Even Alishba seemed to be singing, and Britney was very anxious to hear the voice of Alishba, who was singing so cheerfully.

"FATHER!" He shouted, loudly when he saw the Papa leaning on the side of the car, and Alishba immediately ran.

Pras with a sweet smile, and approached his little daughter.

"Unfortunately Papa." Pras said, then carried Aliksba, and smelled those fat cheeks. Then Pras said "Come on, we'll get ice cream."

Britney again smiled sweetly, after a pretty fierce journey with her husband. Britney grateful. Her husband was so young, but he was so wise, and became a good Papa to his little daughter.

"I love you, Mas Pras. I'm sorry."

Hope you like the story in this chapter.

Mas Pras ✌😎.

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