Double-role

CHAPTER 132 (Season 3)

The three of them still hugged tightly welcoming the day with a joyous feeling of joy. The aroma coming out from both parents instantly made Raihan comfortable.

He closed his round bead again while listening to the heart rhythm of his father and mother. Sometimes Alina rubbed the top of the head of the baby when the feeling of relief greeted.

"Darling, aren't you going to school? See what time it is? Come on, you guys get ready" said the only woman in the family.

"Can it be like this soon? Raihan wants to hug Dad and Mom, "he asked.

Alina turned to Zaidan who agreed. "All right then five more minutes."

Without saying anything Raihan nodded and increasingly tightened his embrace. Zaidan gives a warm kiss at the tip of the son, dear.

Alina smiled happily to see him and was grateful that the relationship between father and son went well. Despite the events of one month ago, Raihan was fully able to accept Zaidan as his second father.

"It's been five minutes, release ... Mamah has to prepare breakfast and provisions for you." Alina also broke away from the embrace of her two loved ones.

Zaidan and Raihan looked at each other and let go of the embrace. As if they understood each other they kissed Alina's cheeks.

The owner was flabbergasted and looked at his husband and son. "You guys," he said. He also gave a warm kiss on each forehead.

After that Alina rushed to the stove and continued her cooking event which had been delayed. Zaidan and Raihan get ready to go to school and work.

A few moments later breakfast was served at the dinner table. Both members of his family came back closer with different appearances.

"The son of Mama is very handsome." Alina showered her white face with a kiss.

"Mommy, Raihan is not a child anymore" lamented the son who had just sat at the dinner table.

Alina chuckled and rubbed the top of her head again. "For Mama you are the most adorable baby." Raihan clapped his lips funny.

"Dear." Call husband.

Alina's attention immediately turned to Zaidan who was carrying a brick-red tie. He nodded and approached her who was standing not far from the dining table.

In the midst of busyness the wife put a tie to the collar of her shirt, Zaidan continued to look at the white face of Alina. The owner who continues to focus on his activities was not aware if it was noticed earlier.

"The more days .. You're getting pretty, baby," she said.

"Gombal," replied Alina briefly.

"I've never raced at anyone. You're the only woman I love" she said.

Alina snorted softly and gave her husband a brief snort. "Have you never been in love with anyone? It's a lie if you say no, I don't believe it.

"Em, let me remember first." Zaidan placed his thumb and index finger under his chin. Her eyes glared upwards thinking about Alina's words just now.

"I've been in love."

"Em, I've guessed. There's no way someone's never been in love."

"Yes, even I love her so much. Loved her so much!" Zaidan emphasized his last sentence.

Alina looked up at the chocolate bead that was emitting warmth. "Oh, so Mas still loves him? Why would you marry me if you still love that woman."

Zaidan chuckled at the fierce face of his wife. "You jealous, honey?"

"Who's jealous, too" he lied.

The head of the household let out a light laugh clouding the resentment in Alina's heart.

"It's so annoying." Alina stomped on one leg while pulling the tie that was already coiled around the neck of that level.

Automatically Zaidan is pulled forward making their views interlock. Next to the corner of her charming lips curved to make Alina swallow a strong salivary.

"You're really jealous, honey. Are you jealous of yourself?"

The question that had just slid linked Alina's two eyebrows. She did not understand what her husband meant.

"What did you say? I don't understand."

"I'd say if .. I've fallen in love with the woman who's currently in front of me. She's a great woman, the best mother, and also a wonderful wife. How could I just forget about it? It took an easy struggle to get his heart."

"Therefore I love him very much" Zaidan said again and again.

For the umpteenth time Alina felt her heart pounding. The white face was flushed red hearing yet another declaration of love.

Alina pinched her husband's waist slowly making him complain. "Aw, it hurts dear."

"When do you want Dad and Mom to be like that? Come on, Raihan's breakfast hungry." From the side of the voice of the baby back to intrude.

The activities of the two adults stopped immediately. Alina woke up and rushed to serve her son and husband.

Raihan who had been propping up his chin watching the drama directly in front of his own eyes widened his smile. The manic continued to follow the father's movements, until the man sat at the very end of the table next to him.

"Did you really love Mom?" The question surprised both of them.

Zaidan looked at the child and rubbed his hair slowly.

"Sure, what makes Raihan say that?" askalanya.

"If so Raihan is relieved to be able to entrust Mamah to Dad. Raihan doesn't want to see Mamah cry anymore. Happy Mamah well, Dad," he chirped cheerfully.

Zaidan pried Raihan's nose slowly. "Dad not only made Mama happy, but ... Dad will make you happy too. Thank you for accepting Dad, as your parents."

"Em." Raihan nodded in spirit. "Because if Mamah is happy Raihan is also happy. Raihan apologized, because that time had a no-no thought to Dad."

Zaidan nodded slowly and continued to look at him deeply. "It's okay, honey. I understand."

Raihan smiled broadly feeling the affection of his father continued. Watching that made Alina's feelings warm up.

The family harmony that he had longed for was realized with the presence of Zaidan. He could feel the sincerity and warmth that Azam never got.

"Thank you God, now I can get the true wholeness of the family. Take care of our marriage Rabb, I love him very much. Thank you for bringing him into our lives" his monologue looked at the father and son right in front of him.

"Mamah let's have breakfast, why is Mamah daydreaming?" The child came back surprisingly.

"Ah, sorry." Bumblingly Alina prepared rice and side dishes onto the plate for both of them.

Not long after, they enjoyed breakfast together. Babbles for light babbles add more warmth.

Laughter accompanies forming a symphony of a whole family. It took a long time for Alina to get it all. But now he cares no more about the past, for from it he finds happiness.

Nothing needs to be regretted, what has happened provides its own learning in it. It has become a law of nature if what is released will find good.

Now that tears change pleasure, the pain evaporates as the joy accompanies. There was nothing she was most grateful for but being with the person who loved her sincerely.

...Seriate......