My Devil Man's

MDM - Part 94

One can not always be forced to accept change even if it is a good thing though, that is what Asya thought when seeing the change Zidan some days.

The man no longer offended his meetings - between him and Zami - which, of course, touched his ego a little. Asya did not even dare to ask further. Moreover, Zidan's attitude began to change. Although not changed in the sense of exaggeration, but the man's silent attitude slightly made Asya stricken with feelings of uselessness.

I don't know what Zidan was thinking so he still couldn't share the secret even though they were married. Shouldn't couples share?

Asya sighed. The pregnant woman then looked at the medium-sized clock hanging on the wall which indicated the time of the afternoon. It has been a few days Zidan drowned himself with work on the grounds of overtime.

In fact, from the information that Asya got from Anita, the work that Zidan did was not too chasing time to complete.

With a feeling of nervousness and anxiety on one side, Asya went to enjoy the atmosphere of a back garden decorated with many colorful flowers. The woman pricked the bead as it cluttered with the figure of Rendi sitting on the park bench while looking around.

"Reprive ...." Asya called out to Rendi before also taking a place at the side of the middle-aged man.

Rendi smiled sincerely. "What's up, Asya?"

"Well, Pah."

Rendi nodded as a sign of approval. With eyes now turned on the pond containing some ornamental fish, Rendi began to listen to Asya's words carefully.

"This, Pah." Asya cleared her throat, her eyes looked at the pool. "Zidan .. Maybe Asya has made him a sidelong, Pah ...."

The tinge of bitterness caught by Rendi's sense of hearing made her turn her head. He could indeed guess that something was wrong these few days with his son. Zidan was more silent, the man even only responded if someone threw a question and asked him to interact.

"What are you doing, Asya?" Rendi asked in a gentle tone that made Asya more flexible to tell stories.

Asya again cleared his throat, this time the woman did not even hold back to express unease on the father figure of Zidan, whom he had considered his own father.

And when the story that previously flowed was finished being uttered, Rendi easily caught the subject of the problem of what was actually easy to solve.

"The bottom line is, Zidan was angry when you touched on the 'Mother' issue'?" Randy asked back.

Asya nodded, before saying, "Yes, Pah. Though at that time I only responded to Mr. Zami's chat." A little whisper at the end of the sentence. "Although I do want him to realize what he's been doing all this time is wrong, Pah."

Rendi's face softened, Asya's words that said he wanted to try to resuscitate Zidan in a way that seemed slow but surely it moved Rendi's heart and made her proud.

From the past, he has tried to convince Zidan that his son must understand the problems that exist between him and his ex-wife. Rendi did not at all justify the treatment of Zidan who continued to foster hatred to such an extent.

Because of how even Rina is the figure who has brought Ana and Zidan to this world. Although after that the household heresy they passed a dozen years had to run aground in the middle of the road.

After giving some proselytizing and advice to Asya. The two of them chose to enter the mansion as the sun sank into his contest.

...

The ringing of the cell phone greeted Asya's sense of hearing as the pregnant woman entered the room. Asya grabs the device on the nightstand and finds Rina's number on the screen

Without wasting any further time, Asya immediately raised the call with an enthusiastic tone that could not be hidden.

"Mom ...."

There was a light laugh from across the street, making Asya also smile because it got the same atmosphere of happiness. 'Asya, Mamah is kangen with you, you know.'

Asya grimaced, some days indeed she could not meet Rina and just ask news from Ana or call secretly. "Sorry, Mah. Asya couldn't go there for a while because Zidan was again moody these few days."

'Baby?'

Asya nodded even though she realized that Rina could not see. "Yes, Mah."

'Is it because you discussed Mamah's matter, yes, Sya?'

"No, Mah." Asya grimaced as soon as she heard the tinge of bitterness tucked from Rina's cry. "It's not because of Mama, really."

'You know, Asya. Mamah is very grateful because you want to try to improve our relationship again, but if Zidan can not accept it, Mamah also understands.'

Silent moment. Asya sure the mood of Rina at the end there is not good. Taking the initiative, Asya expressed the plan he had prepared for the past few days. "Well, how about we go to the hospital tomorrow?"

'You sick?!'

Asya laughed softly, her eyes narrowed for a moment before continuing, "No, Mah. I'm taking Mamah to the Hospital because I want another USG Baby. I promised you Mama."

'Mom to.' Silent moment. 'But, Zidan how?'

Just as Asya was about to answer, the sound of the door creaking open made Asya turn his body. His eyes wide. Asya could not hide the shock, and then hid the device he was holding quickly.

"Zidan are you coming home?"

That question left Zidan frowning in confusion. Back at the office, the man thought a lot about things that burdened the mind. Zidan realized some days he was too much self-posting and seemed to keep a distance with his family even Asya.

Then the initiative to finish everything comes to mind. However, after seeing the hue of Asya who looked surprised by the strange gelagat, Zidan actually put up suspicions to the woman.

"I want to go home quickly today, yes," said Zidan approached. "You're hiding something?"

Asya gulped his saliva rough, because it was too nervous Asya just did not realize that at this time the look in Zidan's eyes looked at him with caution.

"You're hiding something, Asya." It was not a question, but rather a statement that Zidan threw.

All are so fitting on target, because Asya's expression is easy to read like an open book makes Zidan easily guessed it.

"I'm not ...." Asya squeaking.

Zidan briefly looked towards the back of Asya's body as the woman hid something. However, instead of forcing his wife to reveal what was hidden, Zidan raised his hand and rubbed Asya's stomach.

"Dear baby Baby ...."

Asya's view softened. Especially when Zidan crouched and planted a kiss before inviting Baby who coiled comfortably in the stomach of Asya to interact.

"I'm sorry Papah because work continues, yes, dear. Doain Papah so that the Papah problem is quickly resolved. I love you so much Baby. Don't be mischievous in Mamah's stomach. Papah can't even wait to welcome Baby into this world ...."

As the sweet greeting ended, one small kick from inside Asya's stomach made Zidan smile. The kick continued to last a few seconds making Asya slightly grimace withstanding the pain as well as amused.

"Why are you, honey? Baby kicked too hard, huh?" The face of Sumringah Zidan turned into worry as soon as her eyes clattered with Asya's face that looked grimacing.

Asya shook her head, one of her hands came down to then gently rubbed Zidan's jaw. "His Baby was kicked for being smirky with the sound of his Papah."

"So you're grinning, Baby?" Zidan's gaze turned on Asya's distended stomach. Returning to instill the kiss repeatedly, Zidan knew that all this time Asya and their Baby were the most effective medicine to get rid of fatigue.

"August ...."

"Hn?"

"Tomped the schedule for USG again, you got time?"

Zidan grimaced, he stood up again and brought Asya to sit on the edge of the bed with himself crouching from the side.

"I have a business meeting tomorrow, can you go out with Ana?"

Asya did not know to be happy or sad to hear this. On the one hand, she has offered to Rani to participate to see the development of her baby. But on the other hand, Asya also desperately wanted Zidan to be there.

"If you want me to go, I'll go."

"No," Asya cut quickly. Bringing Zidan's hand to be frowned upon, such a choice was the right one. Given there will be opposition if the two children and the mother meet. "I'm the same with Ana, deh."

Zidan nodded without saying further. The man pulled Asya in a hug and planted a soft kiss as light as a feather on Asya's cheek.