Married to My Friend's Boyfriend

121. Papa Riyan's

After finishing breakfast, the parents are now in Zia's room where Zidan and Zia's friends have already left. Already from yesterday they have not cleaned themselves, so now they choose to go home first, later if Zia has arrived home will visit again.

From Mama Salma, father Riyan and father Dimas enter the room, the most attention is papa. The figure of his first love is now approaching him with a smile that rises on his lips.

"Congratulations, I've become a mother to my daughter" said papa Riyan while peeping at Zia's forehead. Zia closed her eyes, pervading the feeling she had longed for, a feeling she had not felt for nine months. Love from his father.

Zia opened her eyes as she felt those lips move away from her forehead. "Thank you, Pa."

Papa Riyan nodded, rewinding his body because Dimas' father would also talk to his son-in-law.

"Congratulations, papa's son-in-law is so great" said Dimas' father as he rubbed Zia's head. Zia nodded while smiling haru, the people around her loved her very much. Luckily he was surrounded by good people.

Papa Riyan approached Zidan who was holding baby Zavian. "May I carry?" ask her doubtfully.

Zidan was silent for a while, hesitating actually but not for long from that he nodded, "May."

Papa Riyan held his first grandchild, watching the cute face that was sleeping. Sorry, of course he felt. While in Zia's stomach, even though she never greeted him, she didn't even admit it.

"Zia's stomach is still big huh, Ma?" ask Zia to the mother who holds baby Zira. He showed me his slightly distended stomach.

"Yes, it's not just that small. There is a process" replied Mama Salma. Zia nodded, she thought why.

Mommy Dian has started working again because her patients have been queuing up a lot. Understandably, the good doctor who liked his patient.

Zia shifted her focus again to papa Riyan, on the sofa where her father was sitting while holding baby Zavian. "Ma, papa~."

"Yeah. Papa you're holding his first grandchild again" mama Salma replied as she commented with a sweet smile. Zia was moved, even though she thought her son would not feel the affection of one of her grandfathers.

"This is all thanks to the sacrifice of your husband. Zidan willing every mallem pounded papa so that your papa's heart is melted," said mama Salma who made Zia surprised. So then? So Zidan lied to him, Zidan every time he came home from his papa rampage? not for helping people like her husband said?

Zia turned to Zidan who noticed his chat with her mother. Zidan brought his face closer to Zia's ear, "Later to clear it at home."

Zia looked at Zidan intensely and then took her eyes off the husband, "Take baby Zavian!"

Zidan was silent for a moment and nodded, with a bad taste he asked baby Zavian from his father-in-law. Zidan knew that Zia must have been afraid that Papa Riyan would hurt their son.

"Om, the Zavian wants to nyu*u first. It's time, "the reason Zidan made it so that papa Riyan didn't feel awkward. Mama Salma saw it so she felt guilty, she mispronounced. He thought Zia knew about Zidan always going home.

Zia slowly accepts baby Zavian for her su*ui, fortunately it has also been three hours since the last time baby Zavian suu*u.

Zia actually did not want her papa here either. I don't know why he didn't like it since Mama Salma said that papa beat up Zidan every night. It's delicious, her husband is the one who takes care of her who provides for her even treated like that.

"Pa, we go home yuk? Zira kanya is already sultry to take a shower," asked Mama Salma when she felt Zia was uncomfortable. It coincides with baby Zira crying.

Papa Riyan nodded then moved from his seat and approached Zia. Just about to kiss her daughter's forehead, Zia had already dodged. "Zia again nyus*in," he said briefly.

Papa Riyang nodded, although astonished because it had nothing to do with breastfeeding*i with him peeping.

"Why go home first?" papa said Riyan but Zia remained silent while looking down, focusing on the red face of the son.

After papa and her mother left, Zia was still silent while looking at the son. Making Zidan hold his chin gently then pointed Zia's face towards him.

"Why?" Bod*h's question Zidan said. I know the cause still ask.

Zia shook her head. It's not nice if they talk about it but there's still the in-laws, even though Riyan's father looks smug with his phone. His ears must have heard.

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In the afternoon, Zia and baby Zavian were allowed to go home because they were both in good health. Now Zia is walking led by Zidan with baby Zavian who is carried by Dian's mother.

Zia's lower part was still painful making her only able to walk slowly. Moreover, her room and Zidan were on the second floor, making Zia have to withstand the pain while climbing one by one stairs.

"You eat again, huh? let's recover your strength" Zidan said as Zia sat on the edge of the bed. Zia nodded, indeed her body was still limp after all the energy she used to give birth to baby Zavian. So, he had to eat a lot in order to recover quickly.

Baby Zavian is still being killed by her grandmother. Of the many births she handled, baby Zavian was her favorite baby. Clearly, the grandson of his favorite son. It will be a favorite grandson.

"Mother tired no? I am tired of sleeping with baby Zavian next to Zia. Bobo right?" asked Zidan while peeking at his son's slumbering face. Zidan just got rice for his wife.

"No. Mommy even wants to hold this granddaughter of the mother," replied mother Dian while peeping red cheeks baby Zavian.

Zidan nodded then started to feed Zia. The woman who had given him the most special title in his life, the woman who had just given birth to a descendant for him. The woman he loved after his mother.

"Well, is it easier to move?" zidan asked as Zia changed her position more easily.

Zia nodded, "Udah came out 3.5 kilos.how not more lightly," Zia replied then received a bribe from Zidan.

"Thank you, you've struggled to give birth to our child" said Zidan who did not know how much he said.

"Yes yes, you have said that dozens of times in fact," Zia replied with a mouth full of food.

Zidan chuckled and said again, "You are up to a thousand times, it will not be comparable to your sacrifice."

"Trauma isn't nemenin the wife of the lahiran?" ask Dian's mother who went into the chat of the child and his daughter-in-law.

"Trauma really is not, only if in the near future it's not possible anymore" replied Zidan made Dian's mother chuckle.

"Who would ever want to get pregnant again" Zia said.

"Means use KB first let not be helped. If not yes do not connect until you are ready to love your sister for Zavian," said the mother as well as teasing Zidan.

"KB if so," said Zidan quickly. Where could he fast for that long, could be years waiting for the great Zavian.

"How insistent," joked mother Dian.

"Yes Zidan's allotment is at stake."