High School, But Married

Episode 49's

Azahra did not comment on Zulfikar's question. Foolish with that question. Right now, he just wanted to cry happily, thanking the Power for sending the prayer he always prayed.

Almost two years of waiting, waiting for him who was called Papa by the baby. Sometimes you want to scream, ask, but where and who to ask. Every prostration, even every time, Azahra prayed to the Power, in order to give protection to the owner of the heart.

Tonight, his prayer was answered. He, he who is always mentioned in prayer is now standing at the door in good health.

"I_this is real right?" mumbled Azahra asked. The tears flowed quickly without being able to pause.

Zulfikar, who was basically very, very much missing his wife, carried his wife in his arms. A second later his gaze turned to the little girl who was behind the wife. The little girl called Papa. The little girl who was growing more and more similar to him. Baby Z is the female version of Zulfikar.

"Papa" The Baby Z's eyes glanced at the face he had just seen. She had never seen her Papa, always calling Papa on every man who came to the Shop. Now, that call is on target.

Azahra broke her embrace, she turned to look at the little girl who was now looking at Zulfikar as well. "here, Honey. This is Papa" he said.

Baby Z chuckled, immediately approaching the mother. "Salim first" Azahra said to Baby Z.

Baby Z who is always taught is so clever, he who is still tiny as if to understand. His tiny hand grabbed Zul's hand which he could not reach.

Zul squatting, align his height with the height of the baby. "S_honey, is he our son?" tanya Zul sounded trembling.

Baby Z grabbed Zulfikar's hand and kissed him. The kiss seemed to carry electricity, but it cooled Zulfikar's heart.

"Yes, he's our son" Azahra answered wiping away her tears.

Ten o'clock in the night, Baby Z still hasn't slept. He still wants to play, play with Zulfikar, the Papa. As Zul said, his arrival for tonight was kept a secret from his parents. Tomorrow, he will go to his parents' house, hug his family and apologize and tell about the incident that happened to him so he did not give news in a long time.

Tired of playing, Baby Z sleeps in the lap of the Papa. Zulfikar moved the baby in bed. Kissed her at a glance, then met Azahra in front of the television.

"Darling, you're not married yet, are you?" the silly question came out of Zul's mouth after taking his place next to his wife.

"What about you?" Azahra asked back. Zul's question invited his frustration. You can say he was happy just a moment ago.

"My wife is still you" said Zul. I hope Azahra gives me the same answer. Like 'My husband is also still you'.

In Azahra's heart he was happy, but he did not show.

"You're married?" Zul repeated his question.

Azahra still did not answer. Right now, he wanted to be embraced by Zulfikar. But the man did not embrace her. Azahra wanted to start, but she was embarrassed.

Unanswered, Zulfikar changed the topic. "How's the story we have a child. B___"

Zul did not continue his sentence as Azahra stared intently at him. "What did you say! How's story?" Azahra was bluffing her teeth. "Who made love to me when I was going to the airport? You or another guy?" hiss upset.

Jem!! Zulfikar scratched his non-itchy nape. The question about the child has been answered. The status of Azahra remains, whether he is married again or not.

"What about my question?" lirih Zul's. That question is still being asked. It can be said, in the Shop there is no adult man other than himself.

"Quick reply Honey, I want to hug you. Take off the longing that has been hidden" Zul inner.

Azahra's two heads clashed against each other. As if he would not understand but actually he understood.

Gemes, Azahra let out a long sigh. "Come to the room" he asked and then rushed to the room.

Zulfikar published a smile, he had found the answer to the question he had just asked. "Darling, wait for me .." whining her.

At two o'clock in the evening, Zulfikar was awakened by the puffing of Baby Z's fingers. Pulling a smile, Zul pulled himself up to sit facing the princess. "Why wake up late at night?" ask the princess.

"Bec ... Ta ..." Baby Z said as he pointed at his toy.

"You want Papa to get it?" Zul asked looking at the princess's bead eyes.

Smiling, Baby Z hugged her. "Pa Papa ... Pops ..."

The net of Zulfikar's eyes is watery again. There is a sense of happiness that cannot be expressed through words. "Honey, it's Papa" said Zul, kissing his daughter's head repeatedly.

"We play brought yes, let Mama sleep well" said Zul slowly. Then took her daughter to the first floor.

Baby Z habit, always sleeping in the playground. Seeing the princess asleep, Zul again carried her back into the room.

Playing late at night, makes Baby Z also Zulfikar wake up late. The time is 06:21 AM, but the boy and Papa are still sleeping. Azahra chose to clean up after dawn prayers.

"Papa" Baby Z stroked the face of the man he called Papa.

Sensing a touch from the baby, Zulfikar blinked and smiled. "Good morning princess, Papa" said Zul.

Zul holds Baby Z, takes her down to the first floor. There, they find Azahra serving customers. Zul glanced at his daughter, finding the princess still in her nightgown. Zul believes his daughter has not taken a bath. Not wanting to trouble his wife, Zul chose to bathe his own son.

He who is not enough 24 hours in the Saucepan, confused to find the location of the princess's clothes. So asking is the only way. "Honey, where's the princess dress?"

"In the room, in the stacking plastic cabinet" replied Azahra who was temporarily counting the money.

Zul rushed back to the room. He sat Baby Z on the bed, and he took clothes for his daughter.

"Honey, wear clothes first" Zul told the princess.

Baby Z smiled broadly, revealing his two large teeth at the top. Also two teeth on the bottom.

Before long, Baby Z was beautiful and fragrant. "God willing .. Papa's son is beautiful ... once"

"Assynolajet. Honey, where's Mama's granddaughter?" mama Aira asked as she stepped foot into the Shop.

The voice, the owner of the voice was greatly missed by Zul after his wife. Zul, who was still in the room, immediately went out to meet the mother.

"Mama" call Zul.

Degh!! Mama Aira who was about to sit down immediately turned to the source of the voice. Hoping that the man who called her Mama was indeed his son who disappeared like being swallowed by the earth.

"K_you're not a s_demon, are you?" that silly question came out of Mama Aira's mouth.