
After the farewell ceremony was over, Zafran and Rayyan approached the little girl named Sesilia Azzura. The girl seemed to hurriedly want to leave her school immediately.
"Secile! Wait!" call Zaf a little run over to the boy.
"Zaf Bang!" the girl exclaimed a sweet smile seeing Zaf coming towards her.
"Tante, I'd like to talk to Sesil for a minute, would you, Auntie? It's only five minutes" the boy asked with a hopeful face.
"Alright, Aunt wait there. Honey, I'm waiting outside. Don't be long, soon Dad will come to pick you up," the young mother exclaimed to her daughter.
"Good, Mom."
Zafran immediately grabbed Sesil's hand to take him to sit in the courtyard on the school terrace.
"Truely, this is for you," said Zaf gave the box wrapped in the gift.
"Well, is this brother?" the little girl smiled happily to get a gift from the man.
"Later you weren't. Oya, hopefully this will be a memento until we grow up. I hope you will always keep memories from me. And I also hope that someday we can meet again," said Zaf smiled shadyly.
"Well, I'll always keep it. And I also hope that someday we can still meet again. I'm saying yes, Bang. Have a good day" said Sesil saying goodbye.
"The same Do'a is for you, Dek," Zaf replied as he rubbed the crown of the little girl still wearing the hijab.
A moment passed in front of the man. Now only Zaf himself is still dumbstruck staring at his disappearance.
"Don't be sad!" rayy patted Zaf on the shoulder.
"Eh, who's sad" Zaf said, trying to stay fine. Can not be denied the departure of the girl makes her days no longer beautiful as usual. I don't know why Sesil can make her always smile happily.
"Udah, let's go to class. Then the bell rings," asked Rayy.
Eventually the two boys entered their class. And Sesil had left the school to pack up soon, for they were about to return.
This afternoon Zico just got home after taking care of Adri's case. And Alhamdulillah Now Adri was declared free, and it was proved that he was innocent in the incident. The families of the victims also agreed to a peace offer from the company. And of course, the company spends considerable compensation money for each victim, so that the future of their children remains guaranteed, both in terms of education and economics.
"Such a bitch?" said Zahira, twitching Zico's shoulders.
"Lumayan, Deck. And Alhamdulillah Adri's case is over," Zi replied as she leaned her head against the chest of the wife who was standing behind her.
"Alhamdulillah... Finally your efforts are not in vain, Mas," said Zahira smiling happily.
"Yes, I'm glad I could help them. And even the families of the victims also seemed happy to be able to get their rights" Zi explained.
"May you be tired of being lillah yes, Mas. I'm so glad my husband can be a fair judge of the little people who desperately need help to get their rights" Zahira said.
"Aami... Thanks, Honey. It is all because you have awakened me. May forever my position be of benefit to the people, and may I remain confident in carrying out this task," Zi said as she turned her body facing Zahira, and hugged her waist tightly.
"Aamiin ya Allah..." Zahira membalas mengusap rambut hitam legam Pria itu yang begitu tampak manja.
"Where's my daughter?" Zi stretched her embrace.
"Mama's in her room."
"Which son?"
"Did he ask you for money this morning?" ask Zi.
"Hmm, you know what the money is for, Mom?" asked Zahira enthusiastically wanted to tell her husband.
"To buy a doll for a friend, right?" answer Abi.
"Well, how do you know dolls? She didn't say dolls were like me" Zahira said in surprise.
"But he said doll, honey. And do you know how much the doll cost?" now it was Zi's turn to ask.
"No. But I think the money I gave was enough to buy it," the woman replied in complete confidence.
Zico just smiled faintly. "You give him fifty thousand mana enough money, Dek. Even the doll was worth five hundred more" Zi replied which made Zahira's eyes widen.
"What! You know where it came from, Mom? How come the boy didn't talk to me?" ask the woman in wonder.
Zico chuckled at the expression on the wife's face. "Where might he dare to talk to Umi. You know, he called me on Mr. Iwan's phone, and asked for money to buy it" Zi explained, making Zahira really hard to believe.
"God, why is my son so strong? What's so special about that little girl?" zahira asked inexhaustibly.
"Haha... Never mind, Abang Zaf is like Abi. If he likes a woman, then whatever he will do" Zico said with his trademark smile.
"Yes, he's your copyan. Just look at how reckless you were when you kidnapped me" said Zahira asserting her husband's words.
Zico chuckled as he grabbed the woman by the waist until she sat on his lap.
"But in fact now you're also an acute bucin aren't you the same me?" said Zi smiling meaningfully.
"Fortunately you're a responsible man. And what makes me love you even more, is that you've really changed the way I want to. To be a just and trustworthy law enforcement officer. So no matter how much your mistakes used to be wiped out by all your kindness now," said Zahira made Zico more tightly embrace him.
"Yes, I promise forever will always be as you wish. All with God's permission for having met me with this woman of my Sholehah" he muttered, disfiguring her face in the woman's chest.
"Mas, don't do this. I'm ticklish, Mas!" the woman's shriek held Zi's face with his chortle.
"Darling, is it still a long time?" tanya Zi was so spoiled.
"No, maybe in about a week I'll be clean" replied Zahira cupping her husband's cheeks.
"Then we will process the younger brother for Zhenra," Zi replied smiling as she pulled down her bow.
"Hehe.. Don't worry about you, Mas. The baby was still red as soon as she thought of giving her a sister," Zahira pinched her husband's nose in a fit of anxiety.
Zico again chuckled at the expression on his wife's face. The halal couple spent time joking in the afternoon. Tired felt by Zico seemed to disappear instantly when he got an entertainer from his beloved woman.
Not long ago the two boys had come out of the room and looked neat and fragrant because they had taken a bath.
"Pig! Um!" call Zaf to knock on his parents' bedroom door.
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