
The scent of the red rose as the symbol of love melts, peering into the deepest recesses of the heart whispering softly at the wait that is not in vain.
The resulting reaction from the flower spread woke a couple.
The clock still shows at half-four in the morning. The eyelids that were originally closed slowly opened.
The first thing that caught the view was a pair of brown irises of the puja. Both of them curl both corners of the lips as a sign of love.
"Thank you for last night, baby I really enjoyed it." The deep hoarse voice greeted.
Not getting there, Zaidan took Alina's hand and kissed her back warmly and placed it on her left cheek.
"Thank you too" Alina replied softly.
At the end of the night, they enjoyed their time together. After that, the couple began to clean themselves. After bathing, both of them practice congregational dawn prayer.
Feeling that her whole body was still in pain, Alina decided to rest and lay back on the bed.
Zaidan deftly served him by preparing breakfast until alina was attentively fed.
Being treated like that makes Alina happy. He was grateful to be reunited with a man as good as Zaidan.
A little while later Zaidan left and left his wife to the housekeeper. Alina who was lying on the bed was not aware of the departure of her husband.
...***...
The king of the day was already sitting on his throne above the clear sky. The noise of the capital city had already happened just like yesterday.
Not sure how long it had been, Alina had unknowingly fallen asleep. He opened his eyes when he felt the heat coming.
Just as he was about to get up from the bed, his movements instantly came to a halt. Right in front of her eyes, she saw her husband holding their baby sitting on a long sofa.
To his right, the whiz ate an ice cream bowl so comfortably. Alina was silent looking at the three so deeply.
Sensing someone's gaze, Zaidan turned his head forward watching the wife's confusion. He knows what he's thinking.
"Honey, Mamah is awake" Zaidan told his two children. Zinia and Raihan immediately turned to his mother.
"Mamah~" shouted Raihan loudly and then ran towards the bed.
Without heeding her mother's shocked face, Raihan threw himself away.
"Honey, watch out carefully" Alina reminded.
Raihan grinned innocently without sin and close himself to the mother, while Zaidan sat in front of Alina.
"Mas .. who brought them?" ask Alina later.
Zaidan nodded briefly. "That's right, I've missed our little princess and our hero."
Alina spread out both hands asking Zinia to be carried. Zaidan immediately gave the princess to his mother.
"You must be thirsty, baby." Alina instantly breastfed the Zenia she devoured strongly.
"Honey, slowly eating no one will take it from you," said Alina felt Zinia's suction getting louder.
The six-month-old baby rolled his black eyeballs at his father. Stared so intensely and firmly, Zaidan also leaned forward right before the face of the princess.
"Why see Dad like that, hm?" he said while developing a smile.
"Daughter must think that Father has taken his food," replied Raihan cuek. Alina turned to her first son who was still enjoying ice cream.
"Darling, what are you talking about?" tanyanya surprised.
"Hm?" Raihan turned his head, looking back at his mother's gaze. "Why Mah?"
"Oh that, I'm just telling you the truth. Don't you always tease baby sisters?" just reply Raihan.
Alina turned to Zaidan who was also looking at Raihan. He went back to his wife and grinned wide.
Alina smiled nervously as her mind had gone everywhere. They think Raihan saw what he was supposed to see.
"Honey, don't say a no-no. Almost Dad's heart stopped beating." Zaidan lunged at Raihan's body making him shout in joy.
"The ice cream will spill" Alina warned.
Raihan immediately showed that the container of cold sweet food was empty. He also played with his father, making Zaidan as a mount.
Laughter is created, the twinkle of happiness is triggered in the spotlight of each eye. There is no more burden approaching, everything is like a story of the past alone.
...***...
The appointed day arrived, at Raihan school which was in the middle of the residence of his biological parents, today held an event.
One by one the parents attended the invitation. There are those who bring other family members until their mother's father's friends also participate.
Amidst the frenzy created, Alina and Zaidan came to bring a little princess. They got down from the four-wheeled vehicle and immediately looked around.
Just about to step into the hall, the two were stopped with the arrival of another family.
"Alina, Zaidan," he called.
Alina and Zaidan looked back and watched the three walk closer. Smiles also welcomed their arrival.
"Mas Azam, Ma'am Jasmin, Aqeela," Alina looked at one by one.
"Assalamu'alaikum Mamah." Aqeela shook her hands warmly.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, darling. Why are you here, Aqeela is not in school?" ask Alina later.
"He asked not to go to school to see his beloved sister, he said," Jasmin said, embracing the princess's shoulder. Ajeela developed a shy smile.
"Darling, you should have stayed in school. Raihan must have understood, too," replied Alina again wiping the top of her head warmly.
"It's okay, Alina. Once in a while, Aqeela whines from yesterday wanting to see her sister at school" Azam later said.
Aqeela chuckled softly, "that's right, Mah. Qeela wants to see what our superhero will do."
Alina smiled warmly. "Alright, this time Mamah allow it, but .. if it repeats again do not force yourself like this, you understand, dear?"
The head in front of him nodded several times. "Qeela, understand Mah."
"Are we going in now?" timpal Zaidan reminded them and they agreed.
Not long after, their entourage arrived at the hall. Alina saw that there were already many old people sitting there.
The second row from the first was seen there were several empty seats. They rushed to go there and sat side by side together.
Zaidan, Alina, Aqeela, Jasmin and Azam together as the Raihan family. The nine-year-old boy looked at them all while smiling from backstage.
He did not expect his family to come and sit together like that. He can't wait to show what he's done so far.
He hopes to make both biological parents proud. He also wants his brother to smile at his show later.
There was a commotion when all the parents were there. Children from the first to sixth grades prepare to show what they will be performing.
Fathers and mothers can't wait to see the show their children are doing.
...Seriate......