A Wife's Heart

CHAPTER 92

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One month later.....

This morning Reza plans to take his son and wife for a walk. Because it's Sunday, so Reza wants to spend his time with his small family who have been wasted because of his busy handling of big projects.

Lira had been preparing to follow the wishes of her husband who would take them away somewhere, she herself did not know because Reza was reluctant to divulge her plan.

The lira chose to wear a plain mocca-colored robe with a matching headscarf covering the chest. Lira also dresses Inas, a funny robe that matches the gamis he wears. They look cute and compact.

While Reza prefers to wear a black shirt that is rolled up to the elbow, and dark blue jeans. Not to forget the black watch, beautifully circular on his wrist.

Reza entered the room after receiving a call from his secretary about his meeting tomorrow with one of his clients from Japan. Reza approached her daughter who was playing in bed while waiting for her mother to get ready.

"Papa's son is so pretty, anyway?" Reza immediately carried Inas towards his wife who was polishing his lips with liptint.

"Dear, don't bother to tebel." Gentle Reza.

"Yes, mas. It's just a liptint. Let Lira's lips not budge, that is. Lira also does not use powder. Here, look." Show Lira to her face.

"Dear, I know, all this time baby never dandan if want to go out of the house. Anyway, honey, let's not make up also remain beautiful. Yeah, not the deck? Pretty mom, right?"

Inas Just nodded. Reza was increasingly anxious to see his daughter's cute expression to make Reza kiss Inas' cheek with anxiety. Inas screamed loudly when he got a series of attacks from his father.

"Pa-pa-pa-pa." Babe Inas with anxiety.

"What dear? Want papa to kiss again? Yes deck?" Anxious, Reza again kissed the two cheeks Inas alternately.

"Lira dansannya at home, if the same mas aja. Dong, my mom. Later on abdominal pain." Omel Lira seeing his daughter laughing.

"Yes, yeah. Come on, deck us out for a walk." Take Reza.

Reza walked towards the door, but his steps came to a halt upon seeing something that was interfering with his vision.

"Honey, that's short. Down again!" His word for seeing the Lira hijab that only covers the chest of the Lira and no more.

"Emang, is it mas?" Asked Lira while paying attention to her hijab.

"Yes, honey. Not very nice to see. Already again, yes. Let's be perfect."

"Yes, mas. Wait a minute, Lira's real."

Glad to fix her headscarf at her husband's orders. Lira is so happy to get the attention of her husband who has now changed a lot. Even on the sidelines of his busy life, Reza always took the time to learn religion directly from ustadz recommended by his friend, Doni who is also deepening his religious knowledge.

It didn't take long, Lira had finished fixing her headscarf until it completely covered her chest perfectly.

"Udah mas, let's go." Take her with a happy smile on her face.

"Well, if gini's good. Honey, it's so pretty." Praise Reza while rubbing Lira's head.

"Thank you, I care about Lira."

"Together, darling. It is my duty to always remind my dear. We both learn, yes. Let's set a good example for our children."

"Yes, my mom."

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"Ma, pa, we're going for a walk first." Pamit Reza to her parents who were watching together in the family room.

"That dong, occasionally take the wife's children for a walk. Don't just be busy working together until there's no time for family." Omel Irma is upset to see Reza who is always busy with her work in the office.

"Yes, ma. This is Reza taking the road, too." Answer Reza politely.

"Here, mama wants to kiss your mother's favorite granddaughter first."

Irma kissed both cheeks of padlocked Inas with anxiety. "Cup. Very beautiful granddaughter grandma. So gomes, see him wear a funny robe like gini. Later grandma buyin again yes, funny gamis kayak gini, let dedek more beautiful." Irma said as she continued to kiss her grandson's cheek.

This is how Inas' daily life, always a struggle by both his grandparents who are always anxious to see his cute face.

Reza and Lira just shook their heads to see the behavior of their two people who every day always grabbed the attention of their favorite grandchildren. Not infrequently also, Inas is always invited to walk by his grandparents around the mall. Even bought expensive gifts. Inas is like a princess who is always pampered and well guarded. This can't hurt a bit. Once, Inas fell and his head was bumped to make his grandparents panic and immediately contact a pediatrician to check the head of Inas.

"Yes, we're leaving, ma, pa. Assalamu'alaykum."

"Wa'alaykumussalam Warahmatullah." Martin and Irma answered.

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Reza took his son and wife to one of the big malls in Jakarta. Reza never took his grip off his wife's hand.

Lira's eyes immediately rounded in amazement at the grandeur of the mall they were visiting. For the first time in her life, Lira set foot in a shopping mall that became a destination for the upper middle class.

During his return to life with Reza, Lira's time is spent caring for the princess at home. The lira very rarely goes out of the house and will come out if it really has any important needs such as buying necessities for her daughter. Lira never went with her two in-laws when they took Inas for a walk. Lira prefers to stay at home to prepare all the needs of her husband if coming home from work later.

Reza held Inas using a black sling mixed with gray, which read I 'DAD on the front. They entered the mall while holding hands. When entering the mall, Reza immediately got amazed gazes from the women and mothers. Even the teenage girls also do not want to miss staring at Reza. Some of them filmed Reza holding her daughter while holding Lira's hand.

"*That's a hell of a thing, his son. So I want to pinch his cheek."

"Yes, his son is very nervous. Moreover, his cheek is loh, want to be pinched until deflated."

"His father was very handsome, yes. Hot Daddy is so."

"Eh, that's the bin what's the pound, sih*?"

Such were the whispers of the women who saw the romanticization of Reza and his wife. They just hold hands without doing anything else. Reza and Lira simply ignored the whispers by continuing to walk towards the escalator stairs.

Reza's steps came to a halt as Lira released her hand late in front of the stairs. Reza turned towards his wife who was looking uneasy.

"Darling, what's wrong?"

"Mas, Lira was afraid to go up those stairs. Lira's afraid of falling, mas." Plain lira.

"No papa, honey. It won't fall, though. Darling hold the hand of the mas, continue to count until three, dear join the mas ride. Okay!"

Lira nodded doubtfully then in the count of three, she followed her husband's steps up the eakalator stairs. The lira nearly falls when her body is out of balance, but Reza quickly restrains her body from falling. Luckily, there were only two of them on the stairs, so Lira was not so embarrassed.

When approaching the end of the stairs, Reza again did the same thing, holding tightly Lira's hand so as not to look at it like before.

"I'm sorry, mas. Lira has made you ashamed for being a village in front of many people." Said Lira while bowed full of regret, as they had arrived at one of the restaurants in the mall.

"No papa, honey. Mas also apologized yes, because mas rarely have time for affection and dedek. I never took a walk either."

Reza stroked the back of Lira's hand and kissed her affectionately. Reza felt sorry because he had once lotus his wife village. His chest felt sore when he saw the embarrassed face of his wife because she almost fell several times while climbing the escalator stairs.

"Darling, what do you want to eat? The fried rice is delicious here, you know. I used to love eating here with Doni." Tanya Reza tried to distract Lira by mentioning one of the mainstay menus in the tetoran.

And sure enough, Lira was immediately interested upon hearing the word fried rice. Because it is one of Lira's favorite foods. Lira never feel bored even though every day must eat fried rice.

"Byeh, mas. Lira wants seafood fried rice a little spicy, yeah." His request with a tone that had returned cheerful.

"Can, baby. But don't worry too much. It's a pity to breastfeed again."

"Yes, my mom."

"What's it drinking, baby?"

"hmmm, Lira wants to drink some guava juice."

Reza called the waiter to order the food as he wished and his wife. As for Inas, Reza ordered toddler food because the restaurant also provided special food for balila, so Reza did not have to worry about his daughter going hungry.

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