Match Again
Bonchap 2's
The party's still going on tonight. So many guests have arrived so unexpectedly. Everyone is busy talking to each other. Zia was so engrossed in laughing with the husband among her guests.
Without them realizing their daughter was sitting propping up her cheekbones with both hands resting on the table. The adult chatter is so confusing to him that it is boring.
The grim face still faithfully accompanied when he saw the Mommy who looked still reluctant to end his conversation. Huff ... several times heard the sound of boredom breathing from the tiny lips of the beautiful face.
"Hi, what are you doing here?" Zika immediately turned his head up when there was a boy's voice calling out to him.
He turned his head slowly towards the boy wearing a white shirt with a dark blue vest that looked elegant. While the right hand holds a suit that is attached to the shoulder.
His brown hair makes Zika compare with how to pull his own black hair.
"Why look at me like that?" ask the boy.
"Who are you?" ask Zika polo.
With great difficulty the boy pulled up the chair then sat down beside Zika a smile appeared from his lips. Then extended a hand in a joke.
"My name is Aaric Carlos Miller. I came with my Mom and Dad, and they were talking to my aunt and uncle there." He pointed to his parents who were simple fun talking with Raka and Zia.
The French and Indonesian crossbreed boy was so handsome with a neat hairdo on the side comb.
"Are you as bored as I am?" ask Zika.
"certain." Aaric also held his cheek. "Adults are very unique, sometimes they talk at length, sometimes they fight."
Zia's eyes suddenly rounded when she saw her daughter talking so familiarly to a boy as an adult. He could not believe that his daughter could talk to a boy he had just met.
Zia patted the arm of Raka who was still talking to her partner. Until the conversation stops.
"Darling, look at our daughter." Both of Zia's eyeballs point to Zika.
Raka chuckled in a standing position putting one hand into the pouch.
"She's exactly like you, likes to tease men," he continued. Until his face grimaced when he got a pinch from the wife.
"Aren't you the one who teases me, sir." Zia squinted her eyes inadmissive.
"Master, my son and your daughter are so compatible, how about we get them together." One from behind interrupted the discussion between the two of them.
Matchmade?
Zia immediately shook her head quickly. Not enough matchmaking she can experience it not for her children.
"How, honey, do you agree that they will marry?" tanya Raka reached Zia's hand.
"No, no, I don't want to. Let them seek their love for each other to find happiness, if they are a match, they will certainly be met, otherwise it may not be a match," said Zia, curling her lips while lifting both shoulders.
"My wife is the best." Raka took Zia by the side so they threw each other a smile.
"I hope that the two of them in the future will be reunited by fate" said Carlos Aaric's father.
"Yes .. I hope so, too" the wife beside him.
They again pulled out the girder of laughter so that it did not feel the time to sink the moon. The party is over at 21:00.
The janitors began to clean up the remnants of the party that was quite piled up.
While Raka carried the exhausted Zika to the room. Raka moved Zika's body before in his arms now moved to bed.
"Be careful" Zia said as she prepared the pillow.
"Darling, let Mommy help you take off your clothes, okay? You should clean yourself before you go to bed." Zia took off her daughter's hair slowly. Then gradually pull the zipper then stopped before Zika shook his head.
Zia stopped while raising her next to her eyebrows. "Why?"
Zika still shakes.
"But before you go to bed you have to take a shower, baby. Do you know, today you interacted a lot with a lot of people?"
"Wait what else? Let's take a shower."
"Zika shy, Mommy ...."
"Tempo?"
He nodded again.
"Thy to whom?"
"Fire."
"Hahahaha .. forgive Mommy, dear. Mommy forgot about it." Then Zia's sharp gaze pointed at Raka beside her followed by a slab.
"It looks like you have to get out of our area ladies, sir," Zia joked while holding her sidekick.
"Alright, I'm out. Just wait, after my son is born I will print an empty one with you guys," Raka said then left them both.
Zia and Zika giggled then tos clashed against the palm. Proving a victory because it has made Raka out.
Then Zia bathed Zika gave extra strawberry shampoo wash the hair clean. After a while, they both came out of the bathroom.
"Mommy."
"What's Zika?"
"Married what the hell, Mom?"
Zia who was drying the hair Zika was immediately stopped its activity for a moment and then continued again. He felt no need to tell his daughter at this small age.
But ... What if Zika asks others?
He immediately opened his eyes. Then flip the body of Zika to deal with it.
"Actually your age doesn't deserve all this, Zika. But ... because you seem so curious Mommy will explain."
Zika seemed to put eyes and ears ready to listen, said Mommy.
"So ... married it .. is a ceremony of binding promises carried out by two people who love each other, by formalizing the marriage bond then two people will have each other, complete, and love completely."
"What does Mommy love, Papi?"
"Why ask that? Of course mommy loves Papi very much."
"That's right, Zika. Mommy loves Papi very much, even she always chases Papi to marry him" said Raka who had just appeared from behind.
Huh huh? Zia rounded her eyes. "You, again slandering me?"
Raka just put her lips together and hung her shoulders..
"Bapi and Mommy are very funny" said Zika, who laughed as he closed his mouth.
Zia and Raka drew closer to Zika they tickled the stomach of Zika so as to make her little daughter laugh out loud. Until it doesn't feel like it's getting late at night.
Zika was sleeping in his parents' room. While Zia is still busy reading books on safe birthing methods without risk. Honestly, his mind is worried now. The shadow of the incident during the birth of Zika will repeat itself.
But Raka is more vigilant now. He saw a gynecologist who is quite professional and can detect the possibility if there is a problem in the Zia content early.
The doctor has confirmed that Zia's condition is completely safe for childbirth. At least it can all make Raka and the family can breathe a sigh of relief, despite having to give birth through cesarean section.
"You'll be fine, I can make sure of that." These are the words that Raka often utters to give peace to the wife he loves so much.
Until a sigh of relief followed by a smile review engraved from Zia's face while nodding.
"As long as there's you, I'll be fine." Then Zia drowned her face in Raka's chest.
Enjoying a silent night under a black sky decorated with stars that seemed to cheer watching kasyahduan two people who have love as wide as the ocean and as strong as steel. They both said a promise to unite the two little fingers, promising to accompany each other, love and complement. Have complete happiness until aging together.
