
Although not cared for by the house people, Zahira also does not matter. If they continue to ignore his presence in this house then Zahira will decide to return home with Arvind. Let it be if they consider it childish rather than hurtful.
"We go out on the deck, sit on the porch or go for a walk so don't be bored." Said Zahira then took a rag to carry Arvind.
Although Arvind does not understand, Zahira often invites her son to talk so that the interaction between the two is stronger between mother and child.
After putting on the veil Zahira walked to get out of her room. Today he does not want to look sad that there is even he became stressed himself.
"Where's your wife Dam?" Dad asked to see his only son coming alone to the dining table.
"Still in the room Well give ASI Arvind." Adam answered while pulling a chair for him to sit on.
"You call me, we have breakfast together." Tell Dad.
I know, surely at this time his daughter-in-law was embarrassed to join breakfast with them, because Dad saw for himself how when in the kitchen, Mother ignored the existence of Zahira who wanted to help cook.
And the person they were talking about had already come out of his room humming rily singing an Indian song. Of course, those at the dinner table spontaneously turned to look at Zahira who looked very cheerful.
"Son.." Calling Father a little loudly made Zahira turn her body face to the source of the voice that called out to her.
"Where are you going? Let's have breakfast." Let me see Zahira seems to want to get out of the house.
While Mom just kept quiet while filling Dad's plate and Adam's plate with rice and side dishes.
Zahira approached the dining table with a smile.
"Sorry, I'm not hungry. I'm gonna go out for a second, take a walk with Arvind." Zahira answered, trying to refuse because she thought she did not deserve to eat breakfast.
Adam raised his eyebrows, looking closely at his wife.
"Where are you going?" Ask Dad again.
"Not anywhere Well, just in this alley." Zahira answered while glancing at her husband.
"Yes, but don't go far, let's not get tired." Said Dad.
"Yes Well." Zahira replied.
After the departure of Zahira and Arvind.
"Mom shouldn't have silenced Zahira like this. For breakfast only he refused the invitation of Father on the grounds that he was not hungry. Though Dad knew very well, surely at this time our daughter-in-law was also starving but Zahira was resistant because she saw the attitude of ketus Mother." Said Dad.
"Mom's just upset Well, look at our crying grandkids roaring from hunger while Mama's not coming home." Answer Mother defend herself.
"Yes Dad knows that our daughter-in-law is wrong. But if you two keep quiet, Zahira will be depressed. He could have decided to go home because of both of you." Said Dad at length. I understand how the daughter-in-law feels.
Adam sighed, a second later the handsome man did not continue his breakfast.
"I'm done." He said while cleaning his mouth with a tissue.
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Along her footsteps, Zahira was unceasingly greeted by the mothers in her alley. Even until someone kissed Arvind's face because he was so anxious with the cute and handsome baby.
Zahira also did not mind if the mothers kissed Arvind's face. Because Zahira understood if they really liked her son. Moreover, Zahira who rarely gather with them if in the afternoon. Zahira is not used to joining mothers who are far above her age.
"Where are you taking Arvind?" Ask one of his neighbors while pinching Arvind's chubby cheeks.
"Not anywhere Bi, just want to go for a walk just look at the atmosphere in the morning." Answer Zahira.
"You're so handsome, son, just like your Papa." Praise the mother with anxiety.
Zahira just smiled, all the faces of Arvind is a copy of Adam as a child. You could say Adam junior.
"Oh, what about your brother's current state?" Ask the mother again.
"Alhamdulillah is better Bi, yes even though you can't go home yet." Answer Zahira.
"Thank God it was that." Say it while the mangosteen.
And a few seconds later came the traveling greengrocer stopping right beside Zahira.
"Okayur!!" He shouted so that the mothers in the house could hear his voice.
"Eh, Aunty just go shopping." He said to Zahira.
"Not yet mature Bi?" Ask Zahira.
"Yet, just cook fried rice for breakfast for children with husband." He answered while approaching the vegetable.
Zahira continued his steps until he reached the crossroads. On the right side of the road he saw a chicken porridgeist who was stopping to serve the buyers.
"Thank God there's a chicken porridge seller, I'm not hungry this morning." Happy muttering.
Zahira crossed the road to the chicken porridgeer.
"Bang, the chicken porridge is two servings yes. Don't wear sambel." Zahira.
"Yes, Mother." Consider the seller.
While waiting for his order Zahira joked with baby Arvind.
"This is the porridge." While extending to Zahira.
"Eh, yes. How many Bang?" Zahira asked after receiving.
"Eighteen thousand Ma'am." The answer. Zahira held out twenty thousand dollars.
"Your return, thank you for buying." He smiled friendly.
"Yes Bang together." Reply Zahira then put the money in the pocket of the game.
Without Zahira realizing, from earlier Adam continued to pay attention to himself on the motor sport. Adam was about to leave for work but had to stop for a moment because he saw Zahira who bought chicken porridge.
"We go home to Dek, Mama's hungry." Zahira crossed again after no motorbike passed. Until her eyes were on her handsome husband who stopped by the roadside.
"Wait who is Adam? Why stop there?" Zahira wondered while Adam was watching him.
Actually Zahira was eager to come to Adam to kiss her husband's hand but Zahira hesitated to get closer, what if she got rejected again. Until he paused his intention and kept walking to get home because Arvind was also asleep.
Until home, Zahira decided to eat his chicken porridge on the front porch, there was no way he could take it inside.
"My fate, indeed. Ms. ck.. ck.." Zahira said dramatizing his situation.
He ate his breakfast that morning with Arvind still in his arms.
"It's good to buy two servings so it can be for lunch as well." As a son-in-law, Zahira knew enough.
Until his hearing caught the familiar sound of a motorcycle in his ear. Adam returned home.
"Why go back again. Is anyone missing?" Mumbled. Pretend you don't know by focusing on the food.
And without Zahira guessing, Adam actually sat in front of him making Zahira further lower his head.
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Seriate..
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