Match Again
S2 Episode 28's
In the afternoon the sky darkened the wind began to blow hard. Raka's driver immediately drove the car at medium speed towards the house. Habits at home lately make Raka not durable long in the office want to go home soon.
After taking thirty minutes from the office, Raka's black Mercedez car arrived in the courtyard of the house. Upon entering, she is greeted by Zia and Mama Clarys. A family smile warms his soul. But no Zika was seen with them, where was the little girl?
“From yesterday Zika was waiting for you, baby. Due to fatigue she finally fell asleep.” Before Raka asked Zia answered first.
“This let me bring you your suit.” Taking the suit in Raka's hand and wrapping her hand in her hand towards the room. It's spoiled.
Mama Clarys was thrilled to see the scene before her. “Oh Yes, Raka.”
Raka and Zia's steps stopped they simultaneously turned their heads towards him.
“Someone I want to talk to you about. Go take a shower first, we talk at dinner.”
“Good, Ma.” They both climbed the stairs to the room. When the door opened, Zika was sleeping on its side and an empty bottle of formula was lying next to it.
“She sleeps here?” Raka approached sitting next to him, presenting a kiss to the forehead of a sleeping Zika looking peaceful.
“Don't kiss her, you should take a shower first.” Zia put the suit she brought to the side of the sofa after stepping into the closet looking for clothes for Raka.
Raka straightened her body sitting on the edge of the bed leading to Zia. “How about him today, darling? Is she still scared?”
“He em.” Zia shook her head. “Maybe he needs time.” Laying clothes next to Raka the next second she joined the sit.
“Do you know, he started smiling at me. I purposely told the nanny to put her to bed here. Because then he'll get closer to me.” Zia turned her head rubbing Zika gently.
Seeing his son and wife makes Raka happy. Two women he had to protect at any time.
“Ya already, go be.” Zia's words made her flinch from the daydream.
“In the meantime,” reply. He still wants to look at his wife and children for longer.
“No, you do not want to eliminate bad habits yes, from the first always difficult if asked to take a shower,” snort Zia upset. “Do you want me and Zika to faint to smell your stinky body scent?” he clamped his nose.
“Iya, yes .. I take a shower.” Raka glanced at the sneaky smile. Leaning his body towards Zia until his wife retreated backwards.
“What do you want?” zia asked, distancing her face from her husband's face that just kept on advancing towards her. Until without realizing the next second his body was lifted by Raka.
Uh, “What do you want? Come put me down!”
“I want to take you to take a shower, what else is it,” kekeh Raka just keep walking towards the bathroom.
“But I've had a shower. Let go of me.”
“No will.”
“Mommy, Daddy.”
Ah, crap! Raka immediately lowered Zia's body when she heard her daughter calling. “The next time you tell Zika to sleep alone in his room. If this is me who can not calm down.”
Zia chuckled then stepped over to Zika, sitting next to the little girl rubbing her hair with affection. “What do you want, baby? Why wake?”
Although Zika still looks timid but has begun to invite him to talk even every Zia asked in a voice that is still slurred he continued to answer.
“Custel, where?” his question with eyes was still narrowed because his consciousness had not fully gathered.
“Cika want milk,” says the little girl.
“Alright, let Mom do it, okay?”
Zika nodded as he was still sleepy feeling the thirst he woke up.
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Raka, Zia, Vita and Mama Clarys gather in the dining room. While enjoying this dinner menu at the table while accompanied by small talk there.
Vita who is anxious to think about Rio's situation because these few days there are differences in nature to him making it only makes a good listener talk Mama Clarys and Raka.
“Oh yes, Raka. Mama and Vita want to tell you something.” Clarys looked at Vita with a smile. Then he looked back at Raka with his hands still holding the spoon.
“We thought we wanted to find a place to live by ourselves, Raka,” he said.
Raka instantly stopped her spoon. Choosing to bounce back onto the plate there is a dislike scent there.
“Why? Do you feel disturbed because you live here? Don't you like it?” he looked at Mama Clarys and Vita in turn.
Zia who heard was stunned. For a moment she looked at Vita and Mama Clarys as much as her husband.
“It's not like that he meant. There is a reason behind all this, Vita and I moved for your good,” said Clarys trying to explain to Zia and Raka who looked at him misunderstood.
“This is for Zia, Raka. Because there was us Zika was always looking for us and ignoring Zia's own biological mother. Mama doesn't want him to depend on us. It is for your good to establish harmonious household relations again.”
Raka's gaze weakened, opening her eyes. The same thing Zia did. They really are a couple so small things can be together.
“I've been looking for a strategic house, brother. Maybe the distance from here is not too far. Know for yourself, right. I can't be far from Zika,” said Vita.
“You don't need to move from here. I'll buy a new house for us. A new house to build a household and a new life is very good, right?”
They all agreed with the decision taken by Raka. Maybe his small family needs a new home atmosphere to make the heart of Zika closer to Zia.
“How, you agree right, sweetheart?” ask his wife.
“I will agree with your every decision, dear.” Zia smiled then continued cutting the food on her plate.
“Oh yes, Vita,” sela Raka when they have started to quietly enjoy their respective food.
“How about your wedding preparations, are you fully prepared? Rio will soon finish the work there. When all is done, he'll come home and you'll get married. I can't wait to see that day.” She smiled at the thought of her only sister smiling happily in a wedding dress.
“All preparations are done, Brother. Just wait for H day,” said Vita sounded not enthusiastic because he was still thinking about Rio who for 2 days has not also renewed it.
“Kak Zia.”
“Iya Vita?” Zia looked towards him.
“Rio is sister's matan lover, right. Can I ask you something?”
Raka stared intently at Zia. Hearing that made his past memories repeat again. But it's all just the past, right?
