About Us 1 & 2

The Extra Part 01

Neha stopped the movement of her fingers while buttoning the top of the shirt that Rezi used.

Her lips smiled beautifully, as her eyes looked at the gentle face of her husband.

"What's wrong? Hem?" rezi asked as he looked at Neha's expression.

Neha just shook her head and hugged tightly to the chest of her husband's field.

"What's wrong? Why is it so spoiled like this?" ask Rezi back.

"Nothing."

Rezi clenched tightly onto his wife's body, grabbed the tip of Neha's chin and pulled her, furious.

"Come breakfast, before Arash wakes up you can't even eat."

Neha pulled Rezi's cheeks and kissed Rezi's lips at a glance. Smiling as he walked away.

Rezi pulled Neha's wrist, holding the body of his wife who wanted to get out of the door.

"Why? Want some more?" rezi whispered in Neha's ear.

The woman glanced at Rezi, smiled and shook her head again.

"Neha, instead of your therapy going well. Why are you still so lazy to talk?"

"Not lazy, I'm just a little shy" replied Neha timidly.

"So why? Good dong if you can talk, hem?"

"Let's have breakfast, I still want to rest. Arash continues to fuss from last night," Neha gently invites.

Rezi pulled Neha's hand and placed it over her shoulder. Pulling the woman's slender waist closer.

"I'm not hungry anymore right now, I want to eat something else." Rezi gave Neha a gentle peek, walking to the tip of the nose.

Rezi's breath began to hunt loudly. Penetrating white wife that beautiful.

"Wait a minute!" hold Neha while covering Rezi's lips who wants to kiss her.

"Mama and papa must have been waiting below. It's not good if they wait too long" Neha explained.

Rezi sighed and opened Neha's hand. Kissing his wife's lips briefly then walking downstairs.

Meet other families who have gathered first at the dinner table.

"Arash is still sleeping?" megi asked as he saw Rezi coming down with Neha.

"Yes, Ma. Just slept at dawn," explained Rezi back.

"Fight, Rezi. Papa used to be just as bothered when you were. Even more trouble at birth Evgen."

"Yes, now I feel how Papa and Mama struggle."

Megi just smiled and put some side dishes on his son's plate.

"Eat a lot, Rezi, Neha. Moreover, you Neha, you have to rest a lot while your child sleeps, see your face is too thin and panda-eyed."

"Yes, Ma. Thank you," Neha replied gently.

"Oh yeah, Pa. I'd like to ask permission. Saturday, Neha and I want to move into our own house" Rezi said softly.

"Loh why? Is this house too noisy for you? Are you no longer comfortable at home?" ask Megi directly.

Rezi smiled and shook his head.

"Not Mama" replied Rezi gently. "But we've been married for a long time, now Arash has also started to grow up. We want to be independent and learn to live together. Don't want to bother Mama and Papa anymore," continued Rezi softly.

"But Mama did not feel bothered, especially since there was Arash, Mama was happy. If you move, Neha will be troubled to take care of Arash and you, "please persuade Megi.

"Rezi's right, Megi. They already have their own lives. Let them be independent, besides we still have Wen'er and Niki. Don't be so sad, "persuade Sean.

"There's no Evgen, now Rezi wants to move too. In the end, we'll only age both."

Rezi smiled and got up from his chair, hugging Megi's shoulder from behind.

"Who said Mama's only going to age? Is there any of us, Ma? Although we no longer live together, we are still the children of Mama. We won't forget, we'll definitely visit, Mama." Rezi gently kissed Megi's forehead and returned a smile.

From the past, until now. Rezi continued to grow into a calm and soothing soul. Soft and very smooth said his sap.

"Mama will miss you" said Megi softly.

"We're still in the same town, don't be so sad, Mama."

"Papa's gonna send some home catalog to your office huh."

"No need, Pa. We're moving into Neha's old house. I love the atmosphere there, it's cold and cool."

"But-"

"Papa not to worry, all this time I've been renovating the house. Evgen's been helping me redesign everything. So, it's all ready."

Sean smiled and nodded his head.

"Papa knows, Papa shouldn't worry about anything. Because you must have prepared everything before making a decision. Rezi, if Papa leaves, Papa will calm down as long as you are their big brother."

"What's the talk? Papa's not that old. Papa should see Arash get married first" Rezi replied upsetly.

Sean just smiled and grabbed his son's fingers.

Looking at Rezi who was standing behind his chair.

Perhaps the presence of Rezi is the most beautiful gift. The creed of the Almighty, of a different blood.

A very remarkable child and willing to dedicate his life for the sake of his adoptive parents.

It is possible, if at that time Sezi did not want to give birth to Rezi. Somehow his family is at the moment.

Behind the wounds and bitterness of Rezi's parents' life journey. It doesn't matter if Rezi is a child born with regrets.

Every life is a struggle.

Over the years his status has always been a matter of its own. Until he finally matures and begins to understand.

Right now status is no longer the thing that can distinguish. But it is our actions and ways of thinking that determine.

How we see a mistake can be the truth. Or the right thing that turns into a mistake.

It all depends on the way each person looks and thinks. But one is certain.

That whatever our status, a child is still a new life that should be maintained.

Even if he comes in a mistake. But what is wrong is not the result, but the manufacturing process.

***

Neha opened the curtains of her bedroom. Letting the morning sunlight enter through the cracks of the bedroom window.

Penetrate the white skin of her husband who is still deep in her beautiful dreams.

Rezi blinked his eyes, banishing the sunlight with his palm.

"Neha, why is it so early in the morning?" rezi asked, turning his back, hugging the bolster beside him.

Neha smiled and pulled a roll in Rezi's arms. Trying to wake up her beloved husband.

"Rezi, it's eight in the morning. Want to sleep until when?" asked Neha softly.

"Five minutes, honey. I'm still sleepy" Rezi replied, closing her eyes.

Neha sighed, pulling Rezi's blanket up. Let the man fall back asleep.

Rezi pulled Neha's arm, holding the girl to stay nearby.

"Anged?" ask Rezi gently.

"No."

"So why is it covered again?"

"And you will go to sleep again" Neha replied.

"But it's already noon, the sun has also entered the room. Why are you covered again?"

"Had the sun come in, why would you still sleep?" ask Neha ketus.

Rezi grinned and moved his head over Neha's lap. Hugging Neha's waist while burrowing her face in his wife's stomach.

"Neha, having you is the thing I am most grateful for in this life."

Neha rolled her eyeballs and stroked gently the black strands of Rezi's hair.

"If I hadn't given you that umbrella? Will we be here now?" ask Rezi gently.

"Maybe."

"Cock maybe?"

"Because God's destiny was designed from the beginning, Rezi. If we don't meet that twilight, maybe we'll meet in the other twilight."

Rezi changed his position and sat on the bed. Pulling Neha's shoulder for her to hug tightly.

"Neha, no matter how dark the night is. As hard as a rainstorm, as long as the one standing there is you. Then I will come before you. I will always be your umbrella, I will be your light."

"Rezi come on, it's noon why are you even fighting me? We are no longer newlyweds, I have memorized your appeal once," Neha said lazily.

Neha turned her back, quickly Rezi wrapped around Neha's shoulder. Uncovers Neha's hair and kisses Neha's neck gently.

"Neha, do you regret marrying me?" ask Rezi.

Neha let go of Rezi's embrace and turned her back.

"Where is it possible."

"I guess after Arash's you're more cold to me. Are you sorry you gave birth to Arash?"

Neha smiled and slashed Rezi's forehead strongly.

"Don't be stupid! When did I regret marrying you? And Arash, he's a melancholy for me and you."

"really?"

"Rezi, believe it or not. I only said this once."

"What?"

"Our meeting at that time, opened my mind about the world. I think in this world there are only people who live without a heart. When Dad left, I thought I lost everything, but your presence made me believe that the world still has good souls like you."

"I am good."

"That's why I knew that it wasn't always raining to hurt. Because if the rain gives a wound, then there must be an umbrella against it. Like you, the one who comes when I'm alone and falls."

Rezi smiled and pulled Neha's chin, kissing the woman's forehead gently.

"When there is me, you will never be alone again. And if you fall, then I will be below you. So that you may not feel pain, Neha. Trust me, forever, you are the heart I always keep."

Neha smiled and stroked Rezi's cheek gently.

"Here you go, let's get up. I'll make you breakfast."

Neha got up from her seat, and Rezi pulled Neha's hand. Back to the woman next to him.

"Why? Not ready for the race yet?" asked Neha softly.

"I'm not going to fight you, Neha. I just wanted to say something.

"What?"

"I love you."