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122. 38 Days More

"This howaaa?" confused Zia when baby Zavian pup.

"Yes cleaned atuh," replied Zidan casually, but he himself did not understand how to clean it.

"Try you example, I see," said Zia who shifted her position sitting next to baby Zavian.

Zidan grinned while scratching his nape that did not itch. "I call you mother."

Zia snorted then nodded. This is how if there is no preparation, indeed Zia had cleaned Zira's pup but this Zavian's body like more mushy and he was afraid of why if he acted carelessly.

"I'm sorry mom, I haven't taken care of you yet" Zia told baby Zavian, who seems to be uncomfortable with her own pupils.

"So soon, papa again call your grandma first," Zia said again as Zavian cried instead.

Oekk.. oek...

Not long after, Dian's mother came with Zidan.

"Ututuuu granddaughter grandma pup huh? your mother can't clean up yet? grandma who is aihin yaa," said mother Dian as she began to clean the pup of the grandchild. Zia watched carefully so that she could do it later.

"Cup. cup... cup." said bubda Dian while lifting the cleaned Zavian.

oekk...

"Disus*in used to be Zi," orders Dian's mother to make Zia sit on the edge of the mattress and receive baby Zavian.

After the son stopped crying, Zia looked up at the snag-in-law, "Thank you mother. Fortunately there is a mother, if there is no surely Zia was very confused."

Mother Dian smiled, "Keep learning huh? Good thing you took a vacation, if not how?"

Zia nodded enthusiastically. He feels he has learned by helping mama Salma take care of Zira, it turns out there is still a lot that he has not learned.

"Keep teaching Zia also yes Bun, if Zia was wrong to be angry at all," said Zia who did not feel good about taking care of her own child.

Mother Dian shook her head, "Masa masa makurin mother's favorite daughter-in-law this hell."

"Well is dinner?" mother Dian asked, he just came home recently because there is an affair with his yoga class.

Zia shook her head, she had not had time to eat because indeed Zavian often cried if he put it on the bed.

"Nor has Zidan?" ask the mother again, now it leads to Zidan.

Zidan shook his head, "Nungguin Zia."

"Yes, if Zavian udha finished nyus*nya, calam amkan night, let Zavian same mother," said mother Dian. The second day of being a new parent is quite time consuming, not being able to manage time well.

Zidan and Zia nodded, after Zavian took off his food source, the couple who had just been blessed with the baby was saying goodbye to dinner first.

"Racid?" asked Zidan on the sidelines to eat together with his beloved wife.

"Lumayan, but seneng too," Zia replied as she was, she was tired if Zavian continued to cry but was happy also because he could spend time to learn to take care of his own son.

"Emm. I want it to be possible," said Zia hesitantly.

Zidan just nodded. "What's the?"

"Your injuries are every malem? really from papa?" ask Zia carefully.

Zidan was silent for a moment then nodded slowly. Can not dodge anymore because the in-laws have revealed it in the hospital yesterday.

"Why never say? why boongin me?" ask Zia.

Zidan could not answer, it felt like there was no answer that justified him.

"I was originally concerned that I was born when I was born, but so afraid that papa nyakitin Zavian rich papa nyakitin you, I don't want two heroes I hurt equally papa," zia said again when Zidan did not answer.

"Relatedly? Papa dares to hurt you, nyakitin people who willingly slam bones working day so I can keep eating, let his daughter keep alive," said Zia and shed her tears.

"Udah dong don't cry. I'm fine, for your sake I didn't get beaten by Om Riyan," Zidan said as he rubbed Zia's cheek.

"Omm? surely papa didn't say anything to you?" ask Zia again.

Zidan shook his head, it would be hard to convince Zia if the evidence Zia had seen for herself every night.

"No way to rule out the possibility, papa could be sick with Zavian too. Kan Zavian our child, anyway I do not want Zavian deket-deket equally papa, you also do not need to be tight-knit," Zia's nagging Zidan.

Zia hugged Zidan who was sitting next to her, "I keep not dikinin son equally papa, than you same Zavian why."

Zidan rubbed Zia's head, "Yes. I'm not gonna do anything anymore. I dong nangisnya time already so mother is still whiny."

Zia took off her embrace and wiped her own tears. "I'm angry with papa. Don't want to see papa, don't want to see papa."

Zidan nodded, understanding Zia's attitude. However, Zia was already a wife and a mother, who would never have her husband and child hurt, even if it was by her own father.

"You're not mad to say yes" Zidan said, but Zia did not answer, preferring to continue her dinner.

After dinner, the couple returned to the room. Approaching the son who fell asleep in the sling of Dian's mother.

"You'll be able to call mommy again, what can you do?" ask mother Dian after putting Zavian in bed in particular.

Zia nodded, "So I saw, it's rich."

"Why Bun, why can't Zavian sleep in my new bed with Zia?" ask Zidan. Yesterday he had not had time to assemble the bed and berjung diomeli because he said newborns should not sleep one mattress with their parents.

"Actually may. But you are still in a state of fatigue after the labor process yesterday, so afraid of your sleep time is not aware even the crush Zavian, or Zavian cover the blanket or why are you not aware of how?" obviously bubda Dian. Because in the world of medicine this is still a pro and contract, but because it prevents better than treating, mother Dian is now in the pro side.

Zidan nodded, now he did not wonder anymore.

"If it's been three hours wake up Zavian to nyus*," mother Dian's message.

"Why was it built? later his sleep disturbed Bun," asked Zia.

Mother Dian shook her head, "No dear. Newborn babies usually sleep continuously because of the habit of time in the womb, so it needs to be built because Zavian needs intake, already not dependent on the umbilical cord. So, don't hesitate waking up Zavian, it's for the good of his growth as well."

Zia nodded, free consultation at all times because her in-law obstetrician certainly knows also the problem of newborns.

"Zidan udha set an alarm three hours later" Zidan pointed to his phone. Fears he and Zia are blackened and Zavian does not suck* tonight.

Mother Dian nodded and then parted out of the room, it looks like Zidan and Zia will not sleep because it is not yet night. But it gives them more room to rest, especially Zia who is still in the postpartum recovery period.

"No idea, huh? There is a combination of us, and a blanket," Zidan said as the two sat next to Zavian's bed.

Zia nodded, "Emang no papa ya cute guy gini, not dashing."

"The little doang. The size of me taught to be a real man," replied Zidan while continuing to see the face of Zavian slumbering in his sleep.

"You are rich" said Zia.

"Better than I should have been" Zidan replied.

"I'm really excited to see it" said Zia, who could not stand Zavian's faith.

"You are rich" said Zidan, reversing Zia's words.

"What the hell," said Zia who was ashamed herself.

"Don't bite my lips, I'm fasting for a long time" Zidan recalls when Zia was doing her usual shame.

"38 days to go" said Zia.