Love Zainab

Ice Cream

The next day after that incident, Zainab could only swallow the bitter second after second of time. He has not been able to keep up with his decision. Being married to Dinan shows that she is very affectionate and chooses her father's life over her own future. He tried repeatedly to reconcile, but his heart drove him away.

Mujayasa has also been allowed to go home today. Zainab also always came to the hospital to meet Mujayasa when she returned to teach. The awkwardness created when crossing accidentally or face to face with Joseph, made him immediately avoid. He didn't want to drown himself there anymore. It had been so far that he had continued to head to the edge, even though it was extremely difficult.

Joseph could only see it from afar. He knew the moon could never be his. The fight is over. It was possible that the moon chose one of the stars in the sky that would be his life companion. The bitter pill he swallowed would no longer be able to spit out, if the one who gave him himself was Zainab.

Mujayasa seemed radiant, Fernando will come to visit him today. At the same time talk about the engagement plan of their sons and daughters. Mbok Cici also provides a lot of food. Fikri also seconded a nurse to care for and care for Mujayasa, because he or Zainab was not necessarily always there beside him if he needed something. While Risa, the condition of her pregnancy is getting bigger. It's impossible to help take care of her in-laws. Mbok Cici also now has a new friend, his name is Mbak Fera. He can help Mbok Cici cook or do other homework.

"Where is Zainab, Mbok?." Risa asked who had not seen any signs of Zainab appearing since earlier. Because usually the child always goes to the kitchen every morning.

"It looks like it's still in his room, Non." Answer Mbok Cici who is peeling carrots.

"That kid, that's a tumben." Risa muttered softly as she walked out of the kitchen to Zainab's room.

"Where are you going, baby?." Fikri who saw his wife passing by stopped his steps.

"I'll go to Zainab's room for a minute, Mas. He's been locked up in his room for a few days." After getting a nod from Fikri, Risa continued her steps.

Geck. Geck. Geck.

Chequek. The door opened without the owner of the room letting in first.

Risa caught the figure of Zainab sitting in front of the window. His sight had fallen somewhere. I don't know what the girl thought. Risa was concerned to see the condition of her sister-in-law. He knows how hard it is to accept with heart.

Risa sighed and approached him. "Zai, do you want me to take a walk? I'm bored at home." Risa tried to make small talk, wanting to see what the response from her was like.

Zainab looked at me for a moment. "And there's Mas Fikri, just take him!!!." He said as he moved the view to where it was.

"But he wants her with his beautiful tant." Risa pointed towards her distended stomach. He told me that the child in his stomach wanted it.

"I don't want to go out of the house, Ma'am." Reject Zainab.

"You don't feel sorry for him? He's your nephew." Risa put on a pouting face while stroking her stomach.

If so, the feeling of resentment finally appeared. Indeed, that was Risa's goal, making her upset and maybe there will be a debate between them. Looking at the moody Zainab, like a light in the house. And Risa won't let that last long.

"Where are you going?." Zainab started off in a resentful tone.

"I want to eat ice cream." He said while imagining one of his favorite ice cream.

"Just ask with Mas Fikri. He'll buy you one fridge."

"I don't want to. I'm in the middle of cravings, later if my son likes it what is it, well what the hell is Zai?." Risa tugged at Zainab's arm.

"What the hell is Mama?." Zainab sudab was very upset.

"I don't want my son to like to salivate, if what he wants while in the womb is not followed." Risa said spoiledly. For his persuasion to bear fruit.

"Iihhh, is it facing this pregnant person of seribet anyway? For example, Risa's mother wants to go to the moon, does Mas Fikri have to take Mbak to the moon as well?." Zainab gave one parable.

"Yes not so crazy as that, Zai. And stop, I've been dying to eat ice cream." Risa was impatient. "We still have a few hours left before Uncle Fernando arrives." Its effects.

Zainab rolled her eyes lazily. "Well, just go for ice cream." Bargainly.

"Yes." Yeah." Risa developed her smile. I managed to persuade him. His whisper in his heart.

As Zainab prepared, they went down. Rona happily looks from Risa's face. While Zainab is ordinary, even though she is no longer as poor as before. After obtaining permission from Fikri, they immediately rushed off. This time they left without a driver, Zainab chose to drive her own car.

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Upon arrival at the ice cream shop, Risa immediately ordered two cups of ice cream for her and Zainab. They chose to sit outside under the tree, the occasional gentle breeze stroking the face.

"Have you been here before, Zai?." Risa sat up with her arms propped up on her chin.

"No." Answer's short.

"I've been here a few times, and you know that there are a lot of ice cream flavors here. And I'll try everything later." Risa was already impatiently waiting for her order to come.

"Hm." Zainab answered him briefly.

"Come Zai. Don't keep putting on a moody face. You're not the same Zainab I've known." Finally Risa complained about what became her intelligence.

Zainab breathed heavily. "I felt like there was nothing different from me, as Sister Risa started to know me. Yesterday, yesterday or today."

Risa's lips clenched as a servant delivered her order. The feeling of anxiety dissolved in the ice cream vapour in his mouth. He so enjoyed every spoon that glided every second. I don't know if a pregnant woman can always change like that, he thought to himself.

The store is crowded with visitors, because today is Sunday so they can relax by enjoying their favorite ice cream. Zainab was dropping her eyes on two married couples who were also enjoying ice cream in the shop. They are so friendly, the husband feeds his ice cream to the wife. His wife did the same. Zainab smiled thinly, barely noticeable.

"Was she lucky to have a husband like her, she's so happy?." Zainab is stirring her ice cream.

"of course. Likewise with me, I am also lucky and happy to be married to Mas Fikri." Risa responded without stopping enjoying her ice cream voraciously.

"Am I also going to be happy with Dinan?." The question stopped the spoon that was about to enter Risa's mouth.

Risa put down her spoon, then clasped Zainab's hand. There was a hue of pain in his eyes. "Good is what determines it ourselves. Happiness is created from the heart, it is useless we try to make it happy but the reality is not happy. I know, it's a tough choice for you." Risa understood where Zainab was talking.

"Dinan, is he a good young man to be my husband?." Zainab felt her life.

"That should be one of the questions you've answered before you decided to agree to marry her."

"Yes. Is correct. But my heart is always not the same as mine." Zainab stirred up her ice cream that had started to melt.

"Patience. I'm sure you're capable of getting through this. And Dinan, hopefully he is a good young man. Dad won't be able to match you with anyone carelessly. Have you never talked to him?." The question got a nod of the head from Zainab.

"You're so dirty, Ma'am. You eat ice cream to the bottom, like a child." Zainab pulled out a piece of tissue and gave it to Risa. "Will your son be as slovenly as you?."

"You've dared to taunt me again apparently." Risa grabbed the tissue from Zainab's hand while smiling. Zainab the nosy has returned. "Look. Your ice cream has melted. I bought you and you won't eat it. He'll definitely be stuck." Risa stroked her stomach.

"When you get pregnant, you always make your son a scapegoat. Though indeed only Risa's mom who is looking for a chance." Zainab began to eat the ice cream that had melted.

Risa's rapture is flushed. "However you are, how could I possibly be a scapegoat for my own son. Later, after you get married and get pregnant. Then you'll feel the aoa I feel. And I, will taunt you." Risa then laughed happily.

Risa's phone rang, My Husband's name on it. Soon she exchanged voices with her husband.

"Mas Fikri asks us to return soon. Because Uncle Fernando has arrived ahead of schedule." Said Risa.

"I'm lazy to go home. We'll just stay here." Zainab was reluctant.

"So I took great pains to take you away. And now I have to go back to the trouble of taking you home." Risa hit her forehead slowly.

"Alright, I don't want to stress pregnant women out by thinking about me." Zainab immediately stood up to the parking lot while waiting for Risa to pay for the ice cream.

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