Exchange Myself for Justice

Zahira's home

After Zico finished bathing and prepared, the couple immediately left the place. They returned to their residence.

Along the way Zahira seemed so happy and excited because he was impatient to meet his two children.

"What a cry you?" tanya Zi while focusing on driving.

"Yes, Mas, I'm so happy to finally meet the kids. Hah, it feels like two weeks is like two years" said Zahira who was responded with a smile by Zico.

"Thank God they let you PKL in my office, what if you're assigned to a very distant city?" ask Zi.

"She was so grateful, Mom. But you know that I already intend to retreat if that is the case. I'm going back to take time off until Zhera's grown up" he explained.

"But Alhamdulillah, all with the permission of Allah, and finally you are given ease" said Zi.

"Thank God, but certainly for your efforts in applying to my lecturer."

"Whatever I'll do for you, baby. As long as I am able then I will always be the vanguard for you and the children" the man replied attentively.

Zahira smiles haru. "Thank you very much, Mom. You are my greatest man besides my father" said Zahira, writhing in her husband's arms.

"Has Ustadz Ali forgiven my mistake, Dek?" tanya Zi smiled as she mentioned her father-in-law.

"of course. Father and mother must have calmed down in nature there, because they saw his daughter-in-law had turned into a very good man and also became a representative of God's trusty hand. May God keep us from the trials of the world that can make us forget the rights of the little people who need our help as law enforcement" said Zahira, who was informed by Zico.

"Aamiin, I hope we're kept away from that kind of thing, Dek. And I will never repeat the mistake a second time,"

After a long journey, the couple has now entered the lucky city, the city where they live their daily lives and also where Zico works.

Zahira's return was welcomed by Zafran. The little boy had missed the mother who had been separated from him for two weeks.

"Same....!" Zaf cried to meet where Zahira had just got out of the car.

"Darling..." Zahira immediately stretched out her hands to bring her eldest son into her arms. Zahira kissed the face of the handsome boy.

"Umi misses you a lot too, son. Where's brother Zhenra?" ask Zahira.

"She's booby, Umi. I told you, "Adek don't sleep, because soon Umi and Abi will go home, but Zhe's adek even cry," the boy chirped Zi and Zahira chuckle.

"Let's go in now." Zahira led the eight-year-old boy into the house.

"You've come, son," welcome Mama who just finished performing the Ashar service.

"Yes, Mama how are you? I miss Mama very much" Zahira replied as she greeted the middle-aged woman with reverence.

"Alhamdulillah Mama is healthy. Mama Seneng heard you were assigned here. That means we have a lot of time left," said Mama welcomes the arrival of her son-in-law.

"I'm also very happy, Ma. And it was all thanks to Mas Zi who had asked my lecturer to assign me here" Zahira explained.

"You didn't threaten them, did you?" ask Mama to Zico.

"Nope, Ma. I came to them and begged with all humility for my wife to be at ease" Zi told her.

"Thank God then."

"Ma, I want to see Zhe first" said Zahira who immediately headed to her daughter's room.

Zahira saw her little baby was fast asleep once. "Hey, Umi's son is still a boob? You don't miss Umi? Surely you are comfortable with Oma yes," said the woman who has not been able to stand it, she immediately held the baby Zhera who was sleeping soundly.

Zahira kissed that gentle face full of longing. It felt like she could no longer afford to part with her baby.

Seriate....

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