
After six days of treatment, Zahra was taken home. Besides being bored at the hospital, he also wanted to see party preparations for his two daughters. Not wanting to leave the most important moment of his life. Happiness continues to flow as if it were not brimmed.
He can only sit on the sofa and occasionally protest if something is not liked. Aidin accompanied her while carrying Zada, while the others were busy with their respective activities.
"I didn't expect to be at a point like this. Where do we prepare a feast for our children." Zahra clasped Aidin's hand. Spreading a deep love.
The man did not answer, but inwardly kept a million expressions that could not be spoken with words.
"What time is the show?" zahra asked looking at Aidin's slightly adorable face.
"Nine o'clock, if bad luck doesn't scare the kids drowsiness."
Zahra grabbed Aidin's chin. Looked into the man's eyes.
"It seems like you're tired, Mom. Why not sleep?" Zahra started to worry. Since Zada was born, Zahra had seen Aidin rarely rest, even the man always took care of his two children and refused help from others.
"I'll sleep after you and the kids are asleep" Aidin replied with a smile.
"Did I mean a lot in your life, Mom?" Zahra rested her head on Aidin's shoulders.
Aidin is not a person who likes to fight or say sweet promises. He could only answer that question with a smile.
"We sleep yuk!" invite Aidin to hold Zahra's hand. Leads her slowly to the room. Leaving those who are busy with their duties.
Aidin closes the door after putting Zada to bed in the box. While Zea for sleeping in the next room together with her sisters.
"I go to the bathroom first, you go to bed first." Help Zahra lie down and cover her.
After performing his duty, Aidin approached the sleeping Zahra and kissed her forehead.
"Nothing matters in this world but you. I'm grateful to be given the opportunity to take care of you, never ask me for love, because I don't know how deeply I love you. What I do is not worth my mistakes, but I will try my hardest to make you and the children happy. You are my angels."
Aidin lies down next to Zahra after making sure Zea is completely asleep.
Almost fifteen minutes after Aidin whispered, Zahra opened her eyes. He smiled remembering Aidin's words some time ago.
I know, and you've proven that. Thank you for everything you gave me.
The two fell asleep in the position of Aidin hugging Zahra.
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The clock has shown at eight in the morning, the house is already very crowded filled with families and invited guests.
Zahra and Aidin were still calm in the room accompanying Zada and Zea who were shooting.
"Zea, look at papa here, son!"
Aidin who was sitting on the edge of the bed kept clapping for his daughter's attention. Lured the boy to take on an elegant style.
"It looks like the curtains are open, brother," Ihsan suggested.
It turned out that the photographer Aidin had chosen was his own sister-in-law. The newly graduated man is already good at portrait photography, and after this will promote it to fill the spare.
"Zea, look," said Ihsan loudly.
Zea's eyes that had been focused on Aidin turned to Ihsan. Even though she was only one year old, it seemed like she already had the talent of being a model.
"One more time, dear. Let's see it." Ihsan moved positions, and again immediately followed Zea.
"Okay, now replace dedek Zada ya."
Not as difficult as taking a picture of Zea, taking a picture of Zada is easier, because the baby is not too moving, even tends to be silent while enjoying his dream.
After several portraits, Ihsan showed the results to Aidin and Zahra.
"That's great, Deck. Brother did not expect you to be this great," praised Zahra proud of the achievements of her sister.
Now Zahra and Aidin are also taking photos together. They took on many styles like Ihsan's orders.
The door is knocked from the outside. Ihsan opened it, while Aidin helped Zahra sit down.
It turned out that Miss Lilian and Delia were coming.
"The show's about to start, but why are they still here?"
Miss Lilian carried Zea. Zada's in Delia's arms.
They took her granddaughter out and showed her off in front of the guests already present.
There was no one who did not praise the beauty of the two princesses Zahra and Aidin, even her beautiful face made almost everyone fascinated.
"Here, Za!" One of the guests called Zahra who had just come out of the room.
Zahra approached, welcoming their arrival with joy. Thank you for attending the invitation.
"How do I make it? How pretty." The woman whispered in Zahra's ear that embarrassed the empress to death.
Zahra smiled clumsyly. He could not answer a question he thought was ridiculous.
That's the factory's secret, ma'am. That is how Aidin's heart answered.
Pulling the husband's hand. Blinking gave the man a code.
Come on, Dong Mas, take me away. Zahra put on a face.
Aidin who understands it immediately paid attention to others. Give them a reason to meet other guests.
Aidin and Zahra are now joined by Delia. Perhaps that way he did not get the strange questions that cornered him.
"Richard where, Din?" ask Mr. Herman who just arrived.
Aidin. Since morning he had not seen the man's nose, and had not even contacted him.
"Maybe it's not here yet, Pa." Aidin's eyes continued to accuse every guest who came. While searching for the secretary.
At the end of the road
A car stopped approaching Cherly who looked chaotic. A handsome man came down to the girl.
"Sister Richard," exclaimed Cherly taking off the high heels that wrapped her legs.
Richard ran a little. Make sure that the girl is okay.
"Well, are you here? Didn't you stay at Mr. Aidin's house last night?" Richard took the girl's shoes and led her to the car.
After getting a call from Cherly who said she was on the street, she caught up with him.
No answer, Cherly drugged her lips and went straight in after the car door opened.
Just-there's.
The car is traveling at medium speed. Although a little late, Richard still prioritizes the safety of the girl who seemed to frown. I don't know what the cause was, he didn't want to ask anymore.
"Other times if you want to go tell me first, I can drive you," Richard bargained.
"Don't you like Rima's sister?" ask Cherly to switch the conversation.
"What if I like him?" ask Richard again.
Instantly Cherly shook her head. Now he was convinced that Richard agreed to the match.