Exchange Myself for Justice

Exchange Myself for Justice
Chapter 39



"Honey, why are you talking like that, I really love you, I will never leave you," Zico said, peeping at his wife's face.


"Thank you, I love you too, don't leave me and Zafran, don't even think about beating me up. Just be careful if you dare, Zafran and I will go away from you you will never see again" Zahira threatened with a hoarse voice.


"Don't threaten me Dek, I'm really afraid of losing you. I wouldn't be able to live without you and Zafran" the man sneered as he hugged Zahira possessively.


"Mas, I'm having a hard time," the woman's great-granddaughter felt tight as her husband's burly hands hugged her tightly.


"Ah, sorry dear, I'm too happy. You must never doubt my loyalty, there is no woman but you in my heart." Zico broke his embrace.


Zahira just nodded in confidence. His hand reached for the husband's hand, then hugged with his body tilted facing where the man was sitting.


"Don't look at me like that, honey, my feelings are getting more and more erratic" said the man smiling gently as he rubbed Zahira's face with his next hand.


"Yes, I have to give this happy news to Papa and Mama." Zico immediately contacted both his parents to inform them that his wife had regained consciousness.


"What do you want to eat, honey?" ask Zico still caressing dear.


"I want to eat chicken porridge, and Egyptian martabak, as well as martdjo," the woman mentioned the menu she wanted.


"Mardjo's? What is it, Deck? How I just heard," asked Zico felt strange about the menu the wife wanted.


"That's Mas, the djoragan martabak that's on my lord Tambusai street, in front of the old terminal," Zahira explained showing his full address where the place is.


"You know what, this area, Dek? Didn't you just come here?" asked Zico was astonished about his wife who had recognized this fortunate city.


"I'm going to study in this city, Mas, in Unilak (yellow sassy university)."


"Ah, yes I forgot my dear. Oya, what major did you major in?" ask Zico who doesn't know yet.


"Law."


"really? What semester is it?"


"It's a thesis hearing."


"Keep, how did it go?"


"Delay, because on the day of the trial, I heard the news that my parents had died" Zahira explained with tears falling apart.


Zico immediately stood up and hugged his wife again. "Shhhhh... Don't cry, honey, I'm sorry I made you sad." The man was still trying to calm down.


"No, Mom, I just miss my mom and dad. Later after healing, accompany me on pilgrimage to their tomb, huh, Mas?" pinta Zahira cries.


"Definitely, Dek, I'll accompany you. In the month of Ramadan, we will make a pilgrimage to the graves of father and mother. I will also apologize for my sins and sins to them" Zico said, feeling guilty as he recalled his crime of mortgaging the trust he held on his shoulders.


"Thank you, Mom, I believe Mom and Dad will forgive you. You also already know that Dad is a very forgiving and patient person," said Zahira considering the attitude of the father who is a big soul and forgiving.


"Well, honey, I'll call my assistant to get your order. Already, there's nothing else you want?" ask Zico to make sure.


"No, that's all. Where's Zafran? How long has it been coming?" tanyanya can not wait to miss the tiny baby that she has not met for two months.


"Prophey, Mama and Papa are coming soon."


Zico immediately contacted his assistant to be asked to buy all the orders of his beloved wife. Not long after, the door of the room opened. Papa and Mama have arrived.


"Alhamdulillah, Papa is very happy to see you are conscious, son, quickly recovered yes, we will be home soon," said Papa rubbed the head of his daughter-in-law gently.


"Thank you, Pa, Ma. Where's Zafran?" zahira asked looking for the whereabouts of her little son.


"It's Zafran." Mama gave the tiny babysitter room to walk handing it to Uminya.


Zahira looked at the son's face, immediately a happy smile framed on his lips. The baby looked so happy. "Children of Umi how are you, son, Umi kangen very much you dear." Zahira hugged the baby and gave an unrelenting kiss.


"A-can I still give her ASI Ma?" ask Zahira to Mama.


"No, son, you haven't given him breast milk in two months, so it's not good anymore, it's okay, now he's been drinking milk. Thank God it fits him. You don't worry, yes" Mama comforted the woman's heart.


"Is that how long I'm unconscious?" the woman looked at everyone in the room.


"Yes, honey, so I ask you to wake up immediately, you are so comfortable sleeping for so long" replied Zico.


"When I feel only for a moment."


"That's just your feeling. It's been two full moons we haven't seen your smile."


"What about the man who tried to kill you Mas, has he been arrested?" asked Zahira just remembered the incident back.


"You take it easy, he's been put to death" Zico said.


"What's the motive, Mas?"


"Because of resentment and hurt, they tried to bribe me to punish me lightly, but I did not want to, so they did not accept and intend to kill me.


"Astaghfirullah, you have to be careful Mas, don't let it happen again."


"Yes, honey, I'll always be on my guard."


Zahira refocused on her son, still not satisfied to hug and kiss the baby's puffed cheeks.


They've been there long enough, Papa and Mama came home. Because it's not good for the baby too long in the room.


"Za, Mama and Papa go home first yes, you recover quickly. Mom can't wait for your arrival. There are so many things that my mom wants to tell me. You do not think much, Zafran is fine with Mama," said the middle-aged woman saying goodbye to her only daughter-in-law.


"Well, Ma, thank you Mama for taking care of Zafran, sorry if Zafran bothers Mama and Papa," replied Zahira felt bad.


"Don't talk like that, son. Mama didn't feel bothered at all. My mom is so happy to take care of him. He's our favorite grandson."


After his parents returned home, the couple now live. Zico drew closer to his wife. The couple threw smiles at each other.


"Eat again, dear," said the man while copying Egyptian martabak that had not been eaten by his wife because there were two parents.


"Still full, Mas, just later," replied Zahira wanting to lie back down.


"Kok later, Dek, he said he really wanted to. Let's eat first. You have to eat a lot to recover quickly," Zico still forced his wife to eat again.


Seriate....


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