Not a Thorn in a Wedding

Changes That Unknowingly Happen

Six months is a time that doesn't feel like it's going so well. Where the agreement between Zayn and Candra had been forgotten. The figure of a tiny baby who is present in a fragile family feels to be its own happiness among them. A tiny baby so incredibly handsome that it stole all the attention of Zayn's family and Calvina's.

Here in Zayn's mansion. The handsome man no longer remembers if he was very reluctant to go home during his wife's treatment. But I don't know when he started to forget that. Zayn always took the time to go to the mother's house to see baby Restu.

"Restu, where is he? Is it still sleeping?" the question when entering the house only met Rista who was preparing a meal to take Zayn to the hospital.

"In the same room, Aunt. Just had a bath, sir." said Rista respectfully.

He smiled looking at Zayn's back who was stepping away quickly. A tired face was nowhere to be seen on his face. He so misses a handsome baby who is currently must have been perfumed by baby equipment.

"Back!" call Zayn again.

Her face was really sparkling to see the tiny baby that Auntie had just carried her to take out. Soon the man took over Restu's body and kissed his face. Genuine affection just flowed within Zayn. Without him knowing here Rista pensive to see the movement of Zayn in front there. Right at the door of Restu's room.

"Our existence what does it mean, Mr Zayn? Why do you love my son so much? Please don't be like this. It hurt a lot to me. I don't want to be a woman who doesn't know herself. I must leave this house and this family. That's enough they've given all these six months. I've put so much weight on them." muttered Rista sadly.

His mind was so unwilling to leave the home and life of the man that it had already made him so comfortable. Rista was unaware that her heart had been stuck with all the kindness Zayn had given her.

"Rista, what's wrong with you? How daydreaming?" Irene, who had just walked out of the room, pushed her husband's wheelchair and rebuked the woman. Six months is indeed a short time but it can change many things. Including the recovery of Prayan from his pain.

Immediately the woman gasped in shock and turned her head with a clumsy face. While Irene and Prayan were staring in the direction that Rista was looking at earlier. Zayn is still seen playing with the baby girl.

"She's already missed such a time so much, Rista. Naturally Zayn was so happy. Four years ago she felt the pain of losing a child and a baby once. Maybe this is the answer to what we prayed all along to get Zayn back in spirit. Stay with us, yeah?" Rista couldn't answer Irene's words.

Wanting to refuse it did not feel so great Rista felt. The family who had been very good to him how could he disappoint them. But, Rista realized her feelings were starting to get unhealthy at this time on Zayn.

"I'm sorry, Mom, sir. I'm sorry if I had to say my intention. But all your kindness is enough for me. I can't if I owe you more. Restu and I need to get out of here. We'll live together without your help again. I've been troubling you guys long enough. Anyway I can't stay here much longer..." Rista seemed silent hanging his words that he could not continue.

"Why? What makes you uncomfortable? You feel uncomfortable with what? Please say, Rista. We are very happy if you stay here following our advice. Outside of the very danger anyway your father is still monitoring you until this second." Rista widened her pupils in shock at Gauri's words.

It had been six months that he had settled in the magnificent house of the Zayn family. How could the father still be watching him.

"Yes. Your father is still after you and your son." continued Gauri who understood Rista's shock.

It's not like a father can hurt his own son like Candra does. However, this is a fact that they should know.

"Go? Bringing Restu? What do you mean, Rista?" ask Zayn from behind. Rista twisted her body and looked at Zayn who was looking at her deeply.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zayn. Our agreement is long over, which means I have to get out of this house and live with my son. Your help has been enough for me. I'll protect my son as much as possible, sir." Zayn grumbled at hearing that. Rista's words to him were something that could not be relied on.

Zayn resolutely refused Rista's request. "Restu can't leave here. Don't let you feel the painful loss of a child like me. If you want to go, please go. But, don't bring Restu." Not that Rista was surprised.

Zayn so easily said things that Rista could not have done. Restu is his real son. There is no way Rista left the child to a family that has absolutely no bloodshed by him.

Without hearing Rista's words again, Zayn carried Restu out of the house. A cool afternoon for her to unwind with the little baby. Leaving the dumbfounded Rista bewildered at Zayn's words. Irene was now just smiling looking at the attitude of the child.

No one knows if in the hospital right now the old woman who is none other than Calvina's grandmother has cursed upset. He was really angry to see Zayn who never came in his place.

"Where's Zayn? It's been an hour from his return but it didn't even get here. Too bad for you, Zayn. You've ignored my granddaughter. Calvina doesn't deserve this kind of treatment" Fara said, upset not playing.

Ever since he saw Rista in the Zayn family, his mind was completely out of whack. Hope Calvina can come to her senses soon and take back her position as wife and daughter-in-law.

Half an hour later, Zayn's voice was heard greeting him in Calvina's ward.

"grandmother?" sahut Zay.

The first time he entered the room he was greeted with a cynical look of the old woman. Fara never again looked at Zayn with affection. He doesn't like it every time Zayn acts like he doesn't care about Calvina.

"This is what you did to my grandson, Zayn? Is this what Calvina got from her husband? What kind of husband are you? Your wife is struggling with her death to survive, but what are you doing? You really are an unfit husband for Calvina. You're not a good husband. You've wasted my grandson, Zayn. Get you out of here! Go ye! I won't let you touch my grandson again." Fara's anger was so fiery after seeing Zayn who was challenging in his hands.

A sign that the man had just come home from his parents' house and brought dinner. This is the first time Fara has seen it. Zayn had forgotten that he was going to meet his grandmother-in-law at this time.

"Grandma, please listen to me..."

Zayn's field body was pushed firmly by the old woman out of the room. "Out you! You've hurt my grandson, Zayn. You really did have a good time with Calvina. Get out of you, Zayn." Fara even shed her tears saying that to Zayn.

Never did he yell rudely at Zayn. Because if I can be honest he already considers Zayn like his own grandson. The fear of losing Zayn also makes Fara can no longer control her emotions.

Zayn resigned as his body was pushed out. His eyes also shed tears. Zayn just realized he had changed all this time to Calvina. Zayn stepped back helplessly. He was unable to fight Grandma who was right to protect his wife.