Not a Thorn in a Wedding

Choosing to Continue Living With Children

The village that Rista said had now become the place where he and the child stood on their feet. Old house with a very simple building. Restu could only stare in silence. Since the womb he became a child who never lived happily, making him very understanding. Protests for the house he did not have the heart of the mother.

"Let's go in." take Rista with his son's hand.

Both entered an unlocked home. Rista saw how much work he had to do. Long time uninhabited make the building a lot of damaged and dirty.

"Mother Restu help yah?" said the boy. Rista smiled nodding. In the midst of her fragility facing various trials, Restu became a very mature child.

Falling tears Rista looked at her son. He looked down and hugged the boy.

"Thank you, baby. You are present in your life. I'm really lucky to have you, son. I don't know if you're not here." I remember a while back when I was pregnant without status. It felt like his heart was completely broken. Rista did not expect that fate would know better what he would need at a time like this.

Maybe at that time Rista did not feel the need for a child figure. But now he understood why God made her pregnant with such a wrong situation, and then met with Zayn so as not to commit suicide. Many lessons that Rista can now understand in his life.

"Mom can't cry anymore. Restu dear Mother." he said while wiping the tears of the mother. Rista could only smile broadly nodding at her son's words.

The tiny hand held his mother's hand. The two pulled one by one the rags that scattered covering the goods in the house. Not infrequently Rista shouted to see the mouse jump. Restu chuckled at his frightened mother. The two slowly began to enjoy the clean atmosphere. Rista was right no longer hoping if she had to pursue a man who did not love her.

"Mr, ma'am. It is not good to spread the face in the bend like that." said Firdaus reprimanding the wife. Obviously Fara did not like to see Zayn attached to his grandson.

"Where are you going?" asked Fara sharply without answering her husband's question.

"Not yet, Grandma. We still want to take a walk first. Grandma just calm down, Calvina I've provided a wheelchair so as not to get tired." Long length Zayn said before Fara asked him anything else.

"I'm coming. You don't mind, do you?" sahut Fara with his cynicism.

Zayn's surprised. He doesn't know what to answer. Though today he really wants to be alone with his wife outside without supervision from the old grandmother.

"Know this better than alone in the room." Zayn inner without daring to speak. He could only smile wryly while nodding his head.

"Come on, Daddy, help me get ready. You wait here." he told the husband and then Zayn and Calvina.

Gauri chuckled at Zayn who was silently staring. "Patience, Zayn. Your grandmother must also be curious about the streets of your version. I will ask to come home too. Won't stay at him long." Zayn again smiled wryly looking at the mother-in-law.