
The night has come. Since this afternoon Hamdi had been ready to go home after resolving the misunderstanding that occurred between himself and Zidan.
It never occurred to Hamdi that the deal he made with Siska's father could make Zidan and Siska think that he bought Siska or in other words did everything to make Siska become wife.
His sincerity for Siska came in a way that arrived, and the love he had for no reason.
Tonight, the wind so gently hit the beautiful face of the young mother who was joking with her son in the room. Siska now kisses every inch of her baby's body gently and occasionally clutches with her flesh and blood which she does not know who the biological father of the baby is.
His heart was so happy at this moment because it had gotten the right medicine after the dark incident that had happened to him first, as well as the depression he had experienced from that incident.
Pregnant out of wedlock, he must live with every day crying because the circumstances and mood are always changing. And her age which is still fairly young to conceive makes her often angry indistinctly at anyone or objects that make her upset.
But now, she was far able to accept her present condition and able to become a strong and mature woman. Circumstances that force him to mature and understand the situation.
"What name will you give me?" murmured Siska while still staring at the handsome face of the baby.
"Jimin? Jungkook's? or V ?" continue with laughter.
Siska is indeed one of the big fans of the Korean boyband that is currently on the rise.
"For the name we will talk to Mas Zidan ya Sis" said Nayla immediately made Siska smile.
"Eh Mba Nay"
"It's very encouraging of your mother to give you a name . Until he forgot that he had an aunt who was not invited to think of your name"
Nayla stroked the head of baby Siska quietly. Her dense black hair and her pottery cheeks made Nayla so anxious.
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On the other hand, Zidan was staring blankly at the window of his room thinking about the plan he had to take forward for Siska's future.
Siska's marriage must happen because baby Siska also certainly needs a father figure, although it certainly can Zidan replace his existence. But if Siska loves Hamdi, then that's her choice. Zidan must marry Siska to Hamdi because they are equally in love and intend to establish a more serious relationship.
Unwittingly, Widya's mother is now staring at the back of the man she has always distinguished and never considered a true child. There was a feeling of regret in his heart because all this time he had never raised Zidan wholeheartedly.
"What are you doing?"
Zidan turned his back and walked towards the mother who was standing on the doorstep.
"Eh ma'am, this is Zidan again breathing fresh air. Mommy hasn't slept? enter ma'am"
"Mother here. Mother is also not sleepy so want to see the child of the mother's son first say. Where's Nayla son?"
"Nayla is in Siska's room. He said he wanted to see a baby"
Widya's mother smiled bitterly considering her treatment for Nayla who was not good, even when Nayla was pregnant with her child Bian she did not know.
"Hopefully you guys quickly be given momongan. Let Siska's son have a friend in this house"
Zidan looked at Widya's mother's face with a little strange. Just this time she was greeted by Widya's mother with sincerity that radiated from her eyes.
"Yes, son. I went to Siska's room first"
" Yes ma'am"
Zidan smiled at the mother who was now getting away from her room. He took a cell phone and dialed Hamdi's number to ask about the man who had ruined Siska's life.
No need to wait a long time, Hamdi finally missed a call from Zidan.
"Assalamulaikum Ham"
"Waalaikumsalam And. What was? you want to listen to my explanation again about the cafe that will be given to the man"
"No! that's not what I want to talk about Ham. And anyway, forget all that. Now I'm just curious about the news of the waji*ngan that has corrupted Siska. Where is he now?"
Hamdi momentarily fell silent and began to explain Frans' whereabouts to Zidan.
"He's out of town Dan. He is currently studying there and certainly lives well without the slightest burden. I have eyes that are none other than my own cousin, so don't worry this mission will be discovered. I got the information that my cousin was going to work in that house and, incidentally, my cousin was assigned to supervise and prepare the daily needs of the corrupt boy"
"Good Ham. You're moving so fast. Then what's the plan you're gonna make next?"
"You must know that the waji*ngan is a man full of lust. My cousin is a modern and beautiful woman. His clothes were no less than the Ja*lang Clara. I made sure Frans would fall into my cousin's trap and tell Siska all the crimes he committed and he would eventually rot in prison"
"You sure Ham? don't you mind sacrificing your cousin to a bad guy*ngan like Frans?"
Hamdi laughed at Zidan's question.
"You don't know how cruel cousin Dan is. She was a strong woman, and also an expert in martial arts. Once he accidentally broke the neck of a pickpocket on the street and finally he was led to the police station. So if Frans did something that Nikita did not want to do, then he did not hesitate to hurt the rancid boy or make his life float"
"All right then. Thank you for helping me find the baj*ingan who destroyed Siska. I'm sorry for the misunderstanding that happened"
"No papa slow ae Dan. Yes, I slept first. Give my regards to my future wife and my newborn hero. Bye bye Zidan's. Muezzo"
Hamdi's words made Zidan's stomach nauseous and made him immediately turn off the ongoing phone.
"Based on a lunatic" murmured Zidan quietly.
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Nayla walked towards Zidan who was asleep on a large bed. She kissed her husband slowly and whispered that she was grateful to have a husband like Zidan.
Unwittingly, Zidan who deliberately pretended to fall asleep pulled Nayla's hand to make her body fall on Zidan and finally Zidan mel***at out of Nayla's tiny lips.
No rejection from Nayla makes Zidan more smoothly do the action on the wife. As if getting approval from Nayla, slowly Zidan opened all the clothes he was wearing and did the action with enthusiasm.