Black Stain My Husband

Cherly Plan

Time keeps rolling. Zahra's gestational age has turned nine months, now he and Aidin just have to count the days to wait for the birth of his second child. Much different from the first pregnancy, this time Aidin felt like a useful husband and father. Can replace Zahra to take care of Zea, can also fulfill all her requests. 

"You don't work, Mum?" Zahra rubbed Aidin's back from behind, then sat down beside the man. 

"Son, I'll take care of you." Aidin's stalling hand stroked his baby who continued to move agilely. I never get tired of talking to him. 

"What's the name?" zahra asked while laughing. Pushing the head of Aidin that continued to stick to his stomach. 

"Secret." 

As before, he has not yet prepared a name, and he wants the name to be born with his son later.

"Say mama, Evana's sister is also pregnant," said Zahra who just got the news yesterday. 

"Wih...gercep is also Hanif's sister, how many months married his wife is already pregnant?" 

Hid 

Zahra was grieving, her husband was always looking at other people and never correcting himself. 

"Gercepan where are you?" cibir Zahra won't take it. 

Aidin could only hold back a laugh, if there was a race to make a child, maybe he won.

"Ma—ma.." Zea's melodious voice surprised Zahra and Aidin. The boy who was just walking was getting funnier and adorable. His presence was one of the reasons Aidin could not leave the house.  

Climb onto the sofa, sitting in the middle of her parents. Follows Aidin who continues to stroke the mother's stomach. 

"What to eat, honey?" tanya Aidin teases. 

Zea pointed at the biscuit in her hand. 

"Papa wants to dong." Aidin opened his mouth wide. 

Zea, who knew it, put the biscuits in his mouth. However, feeling that something was missing made her cry for an instant. 

Zahra laughed curled up with Zea's funny behavior. Realizing, it turns out that his daughter has now felt pain when she lost. 

Aidin was surprised not the cockerel could not return the food that had been chewed out. He called Lela's mother to bring food like Zea had brought, then gave it to the boy again. 

Unlike what was thought to be silent once he got new food, it turned out that Zea even threw away the biscuits and pointed at the mouth of Aidin who was still chewing. 

Not accepting hers taken by others, that's how adults interpret it. 

Her intelligent brain was able to capture what her daughter wanted. Aidin took a bite of the biscuit quietly and brought his face closer to Zea's. 

Instantly, the tiny hand picked up something that was on the father's lips, and it drew laughter for the beholder. 

"Pinter is really papa's son." Gently rubbed off Zea's head.

"Tomorrow Cherly to go to Switzerland. Mama asked you to drive her." 

It was hard for Aidin to leave Zahra, but again circumstances forced him to do so. He did not want to disappoint Delia who had full hopes for him. 

"He's going to school there?" tanya Aidin. 

Zahra nodded. "Yes, and mom can't ban it. Maybe after this we will often stay at my mom's house."

Does this have anything to do with Richard?

Aidin was still thinking about the events of that night. While there is no certainty from either side, he believes Cherly's departure has something to do with it. 

Long live. When they talked about Cherly, the girl came. Zahra smiled broadly at the happy looking sister. 

They hugged tightly.

"Say you leave tomorrow?"

"Don't you want my anterin too? Maybe his grandpa wanted to be there." Pecking Zahra's stomach then held Zea who spread charm in front of her. 

"May as well," replied Aidin quickly. Indirectly, Cherly's speech is an idea so that he and Zahra will not be separated and will remain together wherever and whenever. 

"Mama agrees anyway, but it's up to Zahra."

The decision is now in Zahra's hands. Giving birth anywhere was not a problem for her, yet she felt this was unfair to her father. 

"Where, honey? Do you want to go to Switzerland?"

Zahra smiled slightly. "I have to give my father permission first, he said later. 

Richard who had just got down from the car stared at the familiar car in his eyes. 

There's Cherly. 

The weight of his foot stepped up, yet he had to keep going in to submit a report today. 

Ever since that night, Richard and Cherly have been getting away, they don't greet each other. Not even sending messages to each other. They came back like strangers. 

"Aren't you saying the same about Richard, Cher? Ask for prayers with him too, the more you pray the more you will feel at home there," asked Delia. 

Cherly looked at Richard from quite a distance away, and vice versa. They wrestle with each other's minds. 

"Later on, Ma." Cherly threw her face away, still reluctant to greet the man. Even in a lazy heart to ask. Especially near. 

"Tomorrow Zahra and me going to Switzerland, you take care of everything. If you need help, Darren, maybe I'll wait for our baby to be born."

"Well, sir," replied Richard straightforwardly, not least minding the task. It's used to being busy, and sure this time it will be even busier. 

"Before you go to the office for breakfast, Chard, you must not have eaten."

Richard could not refuse Delia's urgent-sounding request. He went to the table and sat down next to Cherly. Because that place is all that remains. 

Only the thump of spoons and plates sounded. Of the many side dishes served, Richard only took fried chicken, because the food was nearby. 

Cherly enjoys her food, they look awkward and mute. 

Why he only eats fried chicken. Does he not like the side dishes here? 

His heart's soul thrashed. Cherly can't be quiet with something that's awkward at heart. I don't know, to whoever it was, his lips must have been itching to reprimand. 

Bodo is his business. 

Laying his spoon out violently made everyone look at him. 

"Why, Cher?" Zahra cleaned Cherly's hand that was hit by rice. 

"Hubbing, Za. There must be something to think about" said Delia who had memorized the character of her daughter.  

Unlike the three of them, Aidin and Richard looked at each other. 

"What is the truth, Mom?" Zahra made sure. 

Cherly nodded heavily while glancing at Richard's plate.

"What?" ask Aidin briefly. 

"Why did Brother Richard eat it like fried chicken doang, don't you like the others?" 

Aidin patted his forehead hearing the question. He realized that Richard only ate chicken. 

Apparently, he was watching me. 

Richard immediately took out a few side dishes and put them on his plate.