Double-role

CHAPTER 189 (Season 3)

In a different place, Alina is enjoying the twilight with her new best friend, Zara. Early in the morning the woman came to the Zaidan family apartment with her husband. Dimas and he also pestered them with various questions.

No one knows if the two have ever been involved in a problem. The feelings that Alina and Zara have for a man have ushered in the bonds of brotherhood.

Both Alina and Zara, the two women have similar stories. They are grateful that God met a good man after the storm.

"So, do we really give birth on the same day?" alina asked as she placed a cup of warm tea for her guests.

Zara was on the balcony turned her head briefly and closed the magazine that had accompanied her there. He brought the drink and gulped it short, looking back at the interlocutor.

"That's right, I give birth at night and you're early in the morning" she said.

Alina nodded in understanding, "Really, what an incredible coincidence."

Zara's hijab-headedness shook briefly. "Nothing is coincidental, it has become a provision. God arranged everything with a very amazing plan. Thank God, this second marriage tells me happiness."

Alina develops a charming smile, happy for the change to happen to Zara. Women who had become the third person in the household now get guidance.

"Yes you're right. Thank God, I am so happy to hear that. You are also awarded a very handsome son," replied Alina who had previously continued to play with Zara's second child with Raihan and also Zenia. Now the two babies are sleeping together.

Zara nodded her head a few times. "Yes, I'm also happy to see that you are happy with Mas Zaidan. Even his family can receive you well, well .. although at first elder Zulfan did not give his blessing, but in the end there is the best way. You've also been given a very beautiful daughter."

"Em, you're right. There have been many stories that happened during our marriage, but .. not as extreme as when with Azam. All have their own provisions and time, both good and bad have become part of it," said Alina watched the king at noon to go home to the contest.

"Yesterday's events also brought me to my senses, thanks to Alina. For accepting me so well even now that we're family, and .. I'm sorry I wasn't by your side when Zanna happened. I've heard everything," Zara replied regretfully.

Alina looked at him again while smiling knots. "It's okay, everything's fine too. Seeing you happy is enough."

"Owh, you just give me goosebumps."

The two women also laughed under the twilight sky that melted orange, orange red.

No one knows what the future will be like. Alina did not expect that the woman who used to have a fight with her was now the closest person. In addition to having a similar household, he was comfortable being friendly with Zara.

Similarly, Zara is grateful to be reunited with Alina who can awaken her to the path of truth. Now their relationship is fine like a distant brother who first met again.

In the midst of their togetherness, laughter buzzed from behind. Alina and Zara turned to find Raihan and Naura playing together.

They look happy to each other with various games spread across the floor. Babbles for the sake of light babbling kept buzzing.

The two mothers smiled to see their joy. Alina and Zara are again grateful to be given a husband who receives their children.

"So in three days they'll be out of town?" zara asked after sipping her tea again.

Alina who did this nodded briefly. "Saying like that, Mas Zaidan must have whined to cancel his departure."

Zara laughed lightly then said, "Really? Not far from Dimas. He also often forces me to cancel plans if they happen to be undesirable."

"really? I thought Dimas wasn't like that, but they were the same."

Alina laughs at how Dimas argues with Zara. "I'll probably laugh like that."

"I can't help it either."

They looked at each other and then laughed again.

Many stories that have both been passed, sour, sweet, bitter, the first married life due to matchmaking gives scars. Trauma to do various ways to damage the relationship of others ever done.

However, all of it contains goodness if it ends with regret. Until God gives a new figure in life that leads to an estuary of happiness.

The views of Alina and Zara were looking forward where the painting of God still faithfully accompanied. Occasionally the wind blows provide coolness.

...***...

The clock showed at half-eight in the evening, Zara had gone home before the azan maghrib reverberated. Taking her two children with her, she said goodbye to Alina and thanked her for giving time to chat.

After Zara left, Alina prepared dinner. In the middle of the process he did not realize that the husband had gone home.

Zaidan walked away while holding a work coat inside. He saw the wife struggling with the stove without welcoming her arrival. The charming lips pursed slowly and approached her heart.

Alina was shocked as a pair of burly arms hugged her from behind. He looked over to find the face of the husband who landed his chin on his shoulder.

"Mas is home?" ask Alina.

"Em, I'm home. Assalamu'alaikum," he said listlessly.

Alina curled both corners of her lips wide. "Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. What happens why does Mas look lethargic like this? Come on spirit, don't sulk." She could not help but laugh when she found out that her mother-in-law had given her husband a task.

Zaidan let out a rough sigh and increasingly tightened his embrace. Alina looked down at the arm coiled in the stomach.

He raised his right hand to rub the top of Zaidan's head. The owner closed his eyes enjoying every touch of the owner of the heart.

"Don't force me to cancel, Dad. Because it's your duty, honey. What you say is your responsibility!" alina said affirming and opening talks about the departure of the husband.

Without saying a word Zaidan released a hug and walked towards their room. Alina looked around not understanding as she continued to see the figure leave.

She could not believe watching her husband like. Because Zaidan doesn't usually just shut up. His wide forehead shriveled deeply when the door of the room was tightly closed.

"Are Zaidan disappointed? Wh why? Did I say it wrong?" alina's murmur continued to rage with her own mind.

Twenty minutes later, Alina finished cooking. She wants to call her husband and first child Raihan to eat together.

However, his intention came to a halt when he saw Zaidan sitting on the edge of the bed with his head lowered deeply. Alina reviewed a wry smile and went inside.

"I have to calm her heart," Alina thought.

...Seriate......