
Zidan returned home in the early afternoon of Maghrib. After the bath he kissed his son's face, because if not shower first would be forbidden by Zia.
"Where's the show? Smooth right?" ask Zia to Zidan.
Zidan nodded, "Allah. Just this" pointed Zidan at his palm and blushed and flushed fingers.
"Why?" ask Zia.
"It's only been a couple of months that I've been doing good work at the office. But the turn back to being a coolie even rich gini," replied Zidan. Although different kulinya, if the first porters, this building porters.
Zia chuckled, "I slept with Zavian first I'll take it."
"Oh yourselves, what day is it?" zidan asked as Zia put Zavian on her bed.
"However. Just as rich yesterday, alone at home," Zia replied as she walked to retrieve the P3K box.
"I'm done by the day. Back home from school I help you a little new to the office," said Zidan who is owned by Zia.
"Tomorrow to go to the parlour?" ask Zia.
The two chatted casually like an iatri husband in general, telling things they did not go through together.
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After Zidan yesterday came home in the afternoon, today Zidan Lembali came home late, even in the early hours maybe. Especially a concert.
Zia could only watch. Yes, watching his fun friends in the middle of a concert that became one of the charity events Atlansa and Trisatya High School. Zia wants to come, of course. But how else, she was no longer a single girl like them.
"Mama doesn't mengeselak there you dear," said Zia to Zavian who fell asleep next to him. Zia was watching a video that her friends sent about the excitement of the event today and yesterday from home renovations, garage sales, visits to the orphanage, until now was holding a concert.
Zia was neither sorry, nor grateful for Zavian's presence. It's just that, the teenage soul in his body seemed to rebel, wanting to catch up and sing with them. No. he immediately replaced the video he saw.
"Papa nih dear," said Zia when Sherena sent a video of Zidan singing because he was one of the performers.
"Here you are, my mom is going to sleep. Let's hope you wake up mama is asleep," said Zia again while putting her phone on the nightstand. Tonight he brought Zavian to sleep next to him because Zidan would be home late or even early in the morning.
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This morning Zia's mood was ugly, very ugly. Shortly after delivering Zidan to the front of the house, papa and mama came. If it's mama and Zira, Zia likes it, but not with papa.
"Zira look at your cousin" pointed out Mama Salma who was holding Zira.
"So the class will be Ma, not much different age," said Zia. Zia was just chatting with her mother, not with papa. Even Zia did not look at her papa at all.
"Let Zavian protect Zira," replied mama Salma. Because just like Zio who takes care of Zia.
"Papa's gonna carry papa's granddaughter, okay?" papa Riyan asked but Zia did not respond at all. Mama Salma who saw Zia remained engrossed with Zavian nudged her arm, but still she remained silent and lowered her head.
"Mama wants to bed Zira first, where are ya?" mama Salma asked Zia, Zira happened to be sleeping.
"You're still mad at me, papa?" mama Salma asked as she entered Zavian's room. Zavian and Zira were also put in bed.
Zia remained silent. He just looked down and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Zia, be honest with mom" said Mama Salma again.
Now Zia nodded, "Yes, still very angry even," he replied.
"Why so much?" mama asked Salma gently, because after all she had always treated Zia gently from childhood.
"bad dad. Zia doesn't like it" Zia's great-grandson who is still down, like a child who is being scolded by her parents.
"You want to tell Mom?" mama asked Salma while pinning the hair covering Zia's face behind her ears.
"bad dad. Hit Zidan every malem. Papa does not know if Zidan is willing to wake up in the morning so the porters in the market for Zia's love of food, Zia, papa does not know that Zidan is willing not to eat lunch so that Zia can love a nutritious meal while pregnant, papa does not know how Zidan same Zia after being expelled first, papa did not know how Zidan, I don't know, but Papa is rich. Zia did not like it," Zia's story that involuntarily shed tears. Mama Salam pulled the body of the princess into his arms.
"You don't know, Ma. Papa is evil," said Zia in the arms of Mama Salma. He even hiccups when he remembers how Zidan sacrificed for him and how Zidan who came home each brought new wounds. Zia was in pain when Zidan was sick.
"That means Zia won't see you first?" mama Salma asked as she rubbed Zia's head.
Zia shook her head, "Zia's chest hurts when she sees papa."
Miris. That's what Mama Salma thinks now. When her husband regretted his actions, Zia hated him. Mama Salma did not blame Zia, rather blame the attitude of her husband who did not think before acting. So, her husband must feel the consequences of being hated by his own daughter.
"Papa tell you to go home?" ask Mama Salma again. Zia nods to make Mama Salma come out of the room to tell her husband to go home first.
Zia actually did not want to be like this, but indeed her chest felt tight when she saw her own papa. Zia doesn't hate her papa, maybe. Zia was just angry, Zia's inner self-assured.
"Papa has come home, now it's crying," said mama Salma when she returned to Zavian's room.
Mama Salma calms Zia down, her heart aches to see Zia crying because of her own papa. It must take some time for Zia to forgive her papa.
"How's "asi? Smoothly?" mama Salma asked, trying to distract Zia.
Zia nodded, "At first it wasn't too good, but now it's good" replied Zia whose voice was still hoarse.
"How about Zavian nyus? Strong must be a guy," said Mama Salma who got an enthusiastic response Zia.
"Yes Ma. Strong, but very small mouth. But Zia likes it, meaning Zavian will be fulfilled his intake," said Zia who began to entertain.
"Well that's good!"
"It's Zia laper going on," Zia's story gets a response to the ruckus from Mama Salma.
"Too lager eat only, do not think it will be fat huh? The important nutrients for Zavian are fulfilled first, if basically his body is good will also return again. Look at my mom, back to small again," said Mama Salma who is owned by Zia.
"Kan Zia mama's son, must have followed mama," Zia replied and then chuckled. In part, Zidan said, he looked more cute when his body was filled, not knowing it was honest or just to comfort him.