
Three months since we met in Sydney
Zahra cried as she pleased after the greeting from her prayer. This has been several times he became the mother of Aidin. The man who used to always reject his invitation now actually makes him amazed by the verses sung. The reason is, Aidin memorized some letters that Zahra himself did not memorize.
It is not too late for those who repent. God always paves the way for those who are serious. As happened to Aidin at this time, but not everyone can be as lucky as him. So use your time as best you can to draw closer to the Creator.
Hearing that, Aidin looked back. Clutching Zahra's trembling body restrained the cries. Kissing the woman's head that was covered in mucus. Gently rubbed both hands.
"Don't cry, I don't like it." Aidin rubbed Zahra's cheeks which were filled with tears.
"It's that happy cry, Mas." Zahra told him, cupping Aidin's sturdy jaw, staring fixedly at that handsome face.
The peci that adorned his head as if it was a crown that adorned Zahra making her proud. Now he was comfortable near Aidin, and no more hesitating words to sneak.
"When did you buy this cake?" Taking off the face from earlier made him stunned.
Many new mukena in the closet, but he only found it yesterday when unpacking clothes to be taken home.
Mukena made of silk cloth is very beautiful and beautiful, graceful when worn. Zahra did not expect Aidin to buy her expensive items.
"The day before your birthday. Isn't this what you wanted long ago?"
Accidentally, Aidin had seen the picture on Zahra's phone when the woman fell asleep. Maybe he was too ignorant and never fulfilled his request, but now is the time to prove a sincerity that he has.
Tuck Zahra's hair covering her cheeks. Look at that natural beautiful face. Unceasingly give thanks in heart to God for being given the opportunity to be with the angel.
"But it's very expensive."
Once again mengewerukena worth millions of rupiah.
Aidin raised Zahra's chin with his finger. Parallel the face of the woman to her face.
"Never protest with what I give. Just enjoy it" Aidin replied stressing. Pulling the niche of his neck and closing his lips
Cup cup cup
The kiss landed on Zahra's lips repeatedly. That was all Aidin did, as he was still afraid to give more.
"Now get ready, we'll be home soon." Aidin let go of his embrace. Tidying up the prayer mats and mukena then help Zahra choose clothes.
"You want to wear this one, what is this?" Designate two black and pastel colors with different models.
"Pastel alone, brighter," replied Zahra. Help put clothes in the suitcase.
"Mrs, the grandpa's thirsty."
The sound behind the door made Aidin stop his activity. Then, open it up and take over his little whining daughter.
"Dedek is thirsty, huh?" Closing the door, kissing the cheeks of the princess who increasingly look beautiful today. Take him to Zahra who is busy folding clothes.
"Later if we have arrived directly anterin to the house of the father yes, Mas," Zahra said.
"Rest first, new to daddy's house."
Now Zahra has become accustomed to giving breast milk in front of Aidin, even several times he took a bath with the help of the man.
Not only did Aidin and Zahra pack up, Miss Lilian and Darren were ready to return home soon. Although his activities were hindered by Shireen's behavior did not discourage the man remained alert and helped Keysa who was still busy dressing up.
"Here you go, Ma." Aidin pulled the suitcase that was already full of clothes, one hand holding Zahra's hand holding Zea.
They gathered in front. Waiting for Darren and Aidin to put his luggage in. Then pick up each other's wives in the car.
"Here, let me be the fat one."
The beautiful baby who wore matching clothes with the mother smiled showing off her gums that had not been overgrown with teeth.
''Papa's arrival here gets a gift many times over."
Mr. Herman will not forget what happened in that country, where the pain is the way the meeting of Aidin and Zahra. Until they re-establish love.
Shireen, who was in the front seat with the papa, looked back, where Aidin and Zahra were busy teasing Zea who kept laughing.
Zahra who realized it nudged Aidin's arm with her elbow.
"You come with me." He stretched his hand towards Shireen. Shireen came down and turned to the back.
"But I promise you I can't disturb Zea's dedek."
Shireen nodded. Her tiny finger held Zea's leg kicking towards her.
The boy who was just walking was beginning to understand what Aidin was saying.
"Dede," he said in a gagu tone.
His feet descended down, creeping towards Zea who was on Aidin's lap and then kissing his puffed cheeks. The action also creates laughter for all car passengers.
After a stressful few hours, Zahra was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief to see the princess doing well. At first he was still reluctant to go home, afraid of Zea why, but after getting an explanation from the doctor, the fear vanished and was sure if his little daughter was strong.
Unlike earlier who only boarded one car, this time they split with each other's cars. Zahra got into the pickup car as did Lilian and Darren.
"Nothing's changed, Mom." Zahra enjoys the view from the car. Still the same, the atmosphere of the city looks crowded.
"There," replied Aidin briefly.
"What's changed? No new buildings, just some renovated ones, right?"
Aidin. Grab Zahra's hand and stick it on her field chest.
"My heart changed, and all this because of you. It turns out that losing the one we love hurts more than a real cut."
Zahra was moved, those words touching her heart until it was cold.
"We're going straight to dad's, or home?" Zahra switched the conversation, not wanting to get carried away with feelings that would make her recall the past.
"Home first, pity Zea, fear of catching a cold."
Checking the temperature of the princess who appeared to be asleep, even though while on the plane the boy did not want to fall asleep and chose to respond to Shireen.
"Thank you, Mom. You've been waiting for me, helping me to forget everything. Now we're gonna start a new life with Zea."
"And his sisters later" said Aidin, who made Zahra smile, for she was now ready to conceive again.
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