Double-role

CHAPTER 124 (Season 2)

The existence of the old man by his side provided significant healing for Raihan. The boy who had just turned eight years old continued to display a big smile on his handsome face.

The sparkle of happiness was so obvious when the warm eyes light up staring at the mother and father. Laughter sounds melodious into music accompaniment togetherness.

After three days in the hospital, his condition has improved. His spirit to heal so clearly made Alina and Azam amazed.

"Darling, I'm sorry you weren't there for your birthday yesterday. Sorry to be late, but .. happy birthday, dear. Father's son is the most handsome." Azam spread out a happy birthday banner right in front of his bed.

Raihan who sat leaned glued and widened both eyes. His face showed how happy he was.

"Happy birthday, dear. Mama made you a birthday cake." From the side, Alina stood with a cake with eight candles.

He made the cake at the hospital and asked the officer for permission. Luckily they allowed and made the mother of one child feel relieved and happy.

His black obsidian rolling looked at the mother who was smiling widely. Alina and Azam walked over and sat on both sides of Raihan.

The son looked at them in turn, "Alhamdulillah, Raihan is thrilled to be celebrating his birthday with Father and Mamah. Thank you Mah, thank you Dad," he said.

"Together, Honey. Whiz Dad, may you get well soon, long life, healthy always, dear. I love you," Azam said, expressing his feelings and putting a warm kiss on the top of Raihan's head.

"Jagonnya Mamah, happy birthday, dear. Sorry we can only celebrate now" continued Alina who also gave a warm kiss on the forehead.

"Raihan dear~ at all Dad and Mom. Thank you very much, the gift is Dad, the cake is also Mamah" Raihan said cheerfully as Azam gave him so many gifts.

Starting from cars to lego, complete given by the father. Raihan had no power to stem happiness and then immediately pulled the two and hugged them tightly.

"I really, really love Mom and Dad. Although we can not be with one more house, but Raihan is grateful that Mamah and Dad are still here .. accompany Raihan," he said gently.

Alina and Azam looked at each other glued with the words of her baby. There is no more burden or pettiness that befalls, from now on and forever they will only think about the son.

The three also enjoy time together eroding the time that continues to spin. The warmth spread to fill the room. Raihan is very grateful that what happened to him gave extraordinary blessings.

"Mamah's cake never fails" he said after they released a hug and stabbed a birthday cake.

"Em, you're right. Mamah could open her own cake shop downtown," Azam replied.

"Eung, Raihan agrees."

"It was troublesome, Mamah will only make cakes for Raihan alone," he replied slightly glancing towards the two men of different ages.

They also laughed together to release the concussion in the chest. There are only mild babbles that add to the bond of brotherhood.

As if nothing terrible happened to Alina and Azam, the two compactly performed the role of an excellent parent.

...***...

"Are you not going home? You should remember you have a husband now. You also have to float it well," Azam said after accompanying Raihan to sleep.

The ex-husband looked at Alina who was folding clothes on the sofa not far from her existence. He then looked briefly and refocused himself on his work.

"What ... later Raihan will not ask me? I was scared when she woke up and didn't find me next to her ... what will happen?" alina Lirih said as she continued to look down.

"Not to worry. I'll keep him here and later if Raihan asks where you are. From yesterday you have not come home either, do not make your husband more worried, let alone you are still newlyweds. Go home" Azam reminded.

Alina was silent for a while thinking about her words. It is true what Azam said, since the night of the bride he has not returned to his house.

A home? But where is it? Thought gamang. Because all this time he did not know where the Zulfan family mansion was.

After the application at that time Alina was only taken to the hotel to prepare all needs. The marriage that happened so quickly did not get him the chance to go visit the entire Zaidan family.

At a time like this he was confused and did not know what to do. The phone that has been running out of battery since yesterday is just a display.

She was also afraid of being an unfilial wife to her new husband. With a tired breath, Azam stood up from his seat and walked closer.

"This is your husband's address, go and come back later." Azam thrust another smart object in front of Alina.

The head of the hijab looked up to see the friendly water there. "Mas sure you want to give it to me?"

"What did you say? We agreed to forget what happened yesterday, now you and I are brothers. We'll just work together to raise Raihan. I've looked at you like my own sister" he said.

Alina smiled happily at him and received one of the ex-husband's phones. He then stood up from his place and looked up staring into the azam clear chocolate bead.

"Alright, then I'll take Raihan. Tomorrow morning I'll be back," he said, preparing to leave.

"Em, take it easy Raihan is also my son."

Alina just nodded briefly and gave a deep kiss on the forehead of the son. "Mom, go home first, honey. Get well soon, just calm down Daddy's with you" he whispered. After that, he said goodbye to Azam and stepped out of the room.

Silence welcomed, Azam commented on the knotty smile of seeing Alina who had disappeared. He then sat back on the chair next to the bed and stared fixedly at the son who was asleep.

"Cheal fast, dear," she whispered softly.

...***...

About an hour later, Alina found the Zulfan family's residence. Upon her departure, she went around looking for the husband's home address.

The taxi driver was not very experienced, so they had to stop many times and ask people.

After paying the fare, Alina opened the gate that bound the outside world and the magnificent building before her.

The sound of iron squealing makes him realize that he is now standing face to face with the magnificent house belonging to the Zulfan family.

"God, his house is greater than Azam's. I ... can't get into it. What if the people there don't take me well?" Alina sighed and shook her head a few times.

"No, I have to see Mas Zaidan. This house is the only place that Zaidan is most likely to be," he muttered reassuringly.

Moments later, he stepped foot closer to the entrance.

...Seriate......