Not a Thorn in a Wedding

Ngidam At the Start

The scorching sun that radiated since morning suddenly turned cloudy. The atmosphere outside seemed to start falling drizzle rain. Uncompassionate to a man who ran as fast as possible down from a public vehicle. His body is completely messy. The shirt he was wearing now no longer entered the waist of his pants.

"Huh troublesome. The fields should have been all settled today. Because of that woman, she kept pushing me here." she was very upset.

That man is none other than Reza. His arrival to the city is certainly at the request of the mother who worries Rista and also Restu. In the right and left hands, there is a crackle that contains fruit and toys. Not a fruit that is as beautiful as possible. Reza brought the fruits of his harvest yesterday.

After the young man asked for Rista's whereabouts, he walked in the direction indicated by the hospital officials. The door with the address he saw immediately on tap.

"Who is it, Mom? Is that Dad?" ask Restu enthusiastically. Eat in his mouth as soon as he swallows. His face sparkled to imagine the figure he had always missed.

Not dear to the mother. However, the growth of a child over time will certainly be good at choosing who can compensate for the game. He is a man who knows better what he wants. If with Rista he continues to be treated gently, in contrast to Zayn who is often brutal to his son but in terms of joking. And that's very much like Restu.

"There's no way it's Dad, honey. He's at work." replied Rista because he realized Zayn wouldn't want to see him.

"Before a while" said Rista standing up from his seat walking open the door.

Two pairs of eyes looked at each other in silence. "Who's Mother?" ask Restu impatiently.

Rista regained consciousness immediately retreated and gave way for Reza to enter. "Please come in." he said.

Both of them stepped into the nursery room owned by Restu.

"Hello..how are you? It's Om bring new fruit in the same harvest toys to Restu as well." The boy's face was happy. He is happy now his toy collection is very much.

"Thank you. There should be no need to bother like this." said Rista.

Reza looked at him with a cold look. "It's on my mother's orders."

After that remark Reza never looked at Rista again. Realizing that he is not wanted, Rista moves away. He chose to sit in the corner of the room with a sofa there. Can only smile inwardly watching his son's conversation with the stranger.

"This is Restu's favorite toy. Thank you, Om." yelled Restu excited.

"Honey, why must tempe geprek from Indonesia? You can make it there, right?" While here Zayn was having a little argument with his wife.

He should be able to focus today. But Calvina's whining request left her unable to focus anymore.

"Zayn, look at my lips wanting to drop water from eating too much of that tempeh. It feels different here, not very good. I want to eat that." Zayn was really dizzy.

"Well, if you don't want to. I'm going to sleep." Calvina said pouting. His lips went forward and his head he threw on the pillow..

"Darling, don't blow the body like that. You're pregnant, Calvina." she rebuked a little sternly.

"I just hit my head, not my body, Zayn!" The mood of the young pregnant mother suddenly deteriorated. Hearing the reprimand of her husband she became sensi.

Zayn closed his eyes for a moment and sighed. "Darling, I'll be there to bring you some food. What do you want again? Just mention. Everything you want I'll bring. Okay well? Come on what-"

Call suddenly disconnected. The phone screen looks empty at the moment. Zayn knew Calvina was mad at him.

"Patience, Sir. Pregnant women are like that the mood likes to change." Aldi the secretary chattered in front of Zayn.

"I obviously understand that better, Aldi than you. I've faced this position twice. While you haven't been around once" said Zayn, who sounded very upsetting.

As a secretary, Aldi also understands the current state of Zayn is not good. Luckily Zayn had been in this position, of course, he understood the situation of his wife who really needed him beside her.

"I'll be leaving soon. Tell me all about the work that was done today" said Zayn running quickly out of his room.

"Master, how about..." Aldi's words stopped when he saw Prayan entering the child's room.

"Do well, Aldi. The rest leave it to me." the middle-aged man who looked still handsome.