Honeyed

Episode 34

After lingering in sadness he was able to calm down after being given the spirit and words of motivation from Zayn. Now the man decided to accompany Sella shopping for clothes prospective baby.

"Cell, this is so funny," Zayn squealed furiously straight into the plain brown shirt.

"Geez, Zayn! it's worth 600 grand." Sella shook her head in surprise staring at the price of the baby clothes.

"She, I like to buy."

"600 thousand can buy other things, Zayn," delik Sella.

"Bawel, don't get out of here."

Zayn's back at the cot, duh! she wants to have children too.

"Cell, here we buy a cot too."

"Expensive, Zayn," whispered Sella to see the price of a baby basket which she thought could be a small house DP.

"I paid, it's so gleeful to see. Which one do you want?" asked Zayn staring at the two baskets that he thought were the best and certainly the most expensive.

"Both are good, confused," Sella kekeh. The two baskets really had two I pulled each.

"Which white how? very classic there is a gini carving impression classy," proposed Zayn.

"Good, but make the wallet thin," Sella's lips turned to the stroller.

"No problem, buy it. This is really good. Please help this! I'll give you the address" Zayn pointed to the white basket.

Sella can only shake her head, the basket is indeed very good maybe if the child is born later to feel like a real prince.

"This stroller does not have an old color?" ask Sella.

"She, Ma'am. But the old color is leftover dark brown and dark blue."

"Which do you think?" sella told Zayn.

"The good old chocolate, really suitable for the baby later. Keep the room we paint using neutral colors," said Zayn as if baby Sella is his child.

"Jude, Mom. Dark chocolate is."

"Come on, I saw a big hat." Zayn pulls Sella.

"Baby wasn't born yet you bought a hat" Sella chuckled.

Zayn smiled shyly. "I also want to have children."

"Well eat it."

"This abbis I immediately married," replied the original Zayn.

"When?" sella Goda.

"Wait for you to be a widow."

Sella laughed out loud. "I'm serious, Zayn."

"I'm serious too, Sella." Zayn smiled. The woman fell silent and squinted her eyes not finding any lies on Zayn's night.

"Zay... "

After shopping, Sella took out her ATM.

"This is all." Zayn also offered his ATM.

"Don't, Ma. Got me one."

Mba the cashier looked confused, not husband and wife huh?

"Sorry, so which one."

"It."

"This." they said at the same time.

"Zayn." Sella's whine made Zayn have to endure his anxiety.

Zayn's hand raised justifies the layout of Sella's mane. "I am, this is it."

"Make it up, Zayn. I should've paid for this, my baby" Sella said. Their goods will be sent to the home address that Sella sent just now.

"Today she became my baby too" Zayn's kekeh opened the car door for Sella.

"What the hell," muttered Sella smiling shyly.

"Want to eat something? that's a cravings."

Sella glanced out the window at the sidewalk at many food vendors.

"I want a meatball prick."

Zayn nodded to pull over his car and got off to buy Sella's order.

"Thank you, Zayn. Today you made a lot of money for me and baby" said Sella moved to eat her meatballs.

"Sttt. I want to, bribe."

"Nake?" ask Sella.

"The son if you are the one who bribed," Zayn replied chuckling.

Sella only responded with a ruckus. He opened the door when they got home.

"Cell," call Zayn.

"Yes, Zayn?"

"My words were serious" Zayn continued.

Sella frowned at his baffled forehead. "Which one, Zayn?"

"Waiting for you to be a widow and then I'll marry you."

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