Exchange Myself for Justice

Chapter 55

Zico immediately grabbed his wife's body carrying it into his arms. He tried to emphasize the ocean-wide sense of patience to face the attitude of the next wife.

"The truth is you're not upset?" zahira asked still sobbing.

"Right, honey, I'm not upset. No, no more crying. Let's go back to sleep." The man took his wife back to the bed.

Zahira just nodded obediently following the orders of her husband. But the woman's eyes were still reluctant to meet her drowsiness.

"Where is my phone?" tanyanya changed her sleeping position facing Mr. Judge who almost entered the dreamland.

"Hmm, it's tooled, Deck," he answered still reluctantly opening his eyes.

"Take it, Mas," Zahira's pinta was still moaning in the middle of the night blind.

Zico was forced to feel the flat object, then handed it to the wife who suddenly had a lot of polah. "Why is midnight holding a Dek phone?"

"I want to watch Malaysian drama Mas, you see, Mas. The guy is romantic and very patient" said the woman. Zico, who was not concerned, was a little interested in the drama from the neighboring country to peek at it.

"Oh my God, it's lucky that you have a husband like him," said the woman herself still focused on staring at the screen of her phone, which is actually a little about the scar on the man's heart. But Zico tried to ignore all the words of his wife.

Zico just let the woman surf in her gray world. He immediately closed his eyes, his left hand hugging his wife's body.

"Oh Allah, if the baby's grandpa is given another boy, may it look like this handsome actor," said Zahira who immediately made Zi's eyes look perfect.

"Eh, what the hell are you. He's my son. Yes, of course, I'm the father" the man protested. It was very anxious with the wife who had been fishing for riot among them.

"No need. Mending looks just like him. Udah handsome, kind, loving, attentive, patient, Sholeh, wes the tree is complete," reply Zahira is still focused with the thin screen.

Click!

Zico returned the phone to the original screen. Of course the woman did not accept, but was fun to watch seriously.

"Mas Zi's! Why turned off. Oh, you're so excited to be a person!" the woman was very upset.

"Why are you angry? I should have been upset to hear it. It's nice to ask my son's face to look like that actor. Who processes me, why does he get a name." Now it was the man's turn to nag his wife.

"Ish, that's just crashing. Yes it's okay also similar to him, let our child be famous," replied Zahira while giving a kiss on the lips of the man who was sulking.

"No need to woo. Not good," said the man is still in the mode of snacking.

"Hehe, don't sulk dong Abi handsome nan beautiful, Umi just joked."

"Mas, want to drink, please pour the drink dong," said Zahira felt his throat dry.

"To ask for the same actor," Zi replied still sensi.

"Hiks, hiks, you're saying that anyway, Mas. Do you not love me anymore? Of course I'm asking for your help, because you're my husband." Back the woman issued her mainstay style, namely crying.

Zico breathed deeply. Suddenly asked for something just like his biological father, but the fantasy face of his son was asked to be similar to the actor Sholeh according to him.

Hah, must be patient Zico, it is commonplace to face the attitude of pregnant women with their hormones that go up and down. The man sat down and immediately poured water into the glass, then handed it to the pregnant woman.

"Let's sit down, honey," he said as gently as possible, perhaps softer than the tongue to persuade his wife.

"No way!" The woman was sulking behind her husband.

"Darling, my wife Sholeha and the angel of heaven. Come on, don't sulk. Abi's son will be thirsty" persuaded the man with sweet seduction.

"No way, you're still mad at me, but I told you, I just admire the actor, not like him. But we're still mad at me" the woman said, hiding her face behind her pillow.

"Yes, honey, I'm sorry. Really sorry. Udah, do not cry anymore yes," said the man meant for the wife to believe.

"Are you not angry anymore?" asked Zahira still manyun facing him.

"Really, Honey. I'm not mad."

Zahira immediately sat down and leaned against the head of the bed to receive a glass from Zico. After drinking, he lay down. It turned out that the woman was still reluctant to close her eyes.

The woman was still blusukan looking for a comfortable position to sleep, really pregnant the second a little crumbling. Maybe the baby wants to test the father's patience.

When Zahira had begun to meet her dream, the sound of the crying of the one-year-old baby again disturbed the sleep of her parents.

"Mas, your son wakes up, make a sigh for Zafran Mas" said the woman still closing her eyes.

"Yes, Deck." With heavy eyes, Mr. Judge who was once so fierce and cold, has now become a husband and father who is so perfect for the woman.

Zico immediately picked up an empty su su bottle that had been soaked with hot water. He immediately scratched the canned milk powder and filled the warm water from a special dispenser available in their room.

"Let's go, sweetie." Zico handed over the filled bottle while gently wiping the baby's forehead so that the tiny baby returned to his drowsiness after finishing a bottle of milk in his hand.

After making sure Zafran was asleep again, Zico immediately lay down next to the tiny baby. Finally, he was able to go back to sleep comfortably until dawn.

This morning Zico was preparing to serve state duties, namely to punish the accused of corruption cases. The man didn't want to disturb the wife's sleep. He knew that his wife was sleepy because of the drama martabak and the big screen film from the neighboring country.

Zico only kissed his wife's forehead and lips. And do not forget also the tiny baby was not spared from the kiss of the father.

"Take off to work first. Umi same kids good at home. See you later in the afternoon, darling," said the man despite not getting a response from his wife and child who are still so sound.

The man immediately went to the state court. Just midway, the vibrational sound of his phone rang. Zico immediately receives a call from his halal lover.

"Assalamualaikum, dear," he said softly.

"Mas, where are you?" ask Zahira at the end of the line.

"Again on the road to PN Dek" replied the man honestly.

"You've already left for work? Why don't you wake me up?" The whine is so spoiled.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I wanted to wake up, but I can't bear to because you're still asleep. No, don't be sad. Later Abi try to go home quickly," persuaded the man was so patient.

"Yaudah, I'll be home soon, Mom. Be careful on duty. Remember that! It must be a wise Judge and it must weigh in fairly" the woman's message to her husband.

"Prepare to do Mother Ka polda!" the man replied with a smile, then disconnected his cell phone.

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