
Week pass.
Since the birth of Fahri, Akbar and Fadly almost every day for a week it keeps pacing back and forth just to visit and hold Fahri. The two of them will come in the afternoon and then go home after dinner.
But unlike Sinta who did not come to the house of Faza and Zahra since the hospital. Sinta even always avoids when Fadly and Akbar her husband discuss about Fahri.
“Mamah why the hell? Fahri is mamah's grandson.. Didn't you ever protest when Zahra wasn't pregnant? Now Zahra has given birth, has a child. His son is even a boy. Just as you want. What else is the lack of mah?”
Sinta who was reading the magazine was straight off. Reluctant to respond to what Fadly said, Sinta chose to get up then passed leaving Fadly clucking and shaking her head.
Fadly really doesn't know how to wake up his mom. Sinta is very stubborn. Sinta is also very difficult to understand.
Fadly sighed. Actually Fadly pity Zahra as well. They were both equally female and Fadly was sure both of them had the same feelings. Zahra wants to be accepted and Sinta wants to understand her wishes.
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Today is the first day Faza is back to his routine as a director at the company where he works.
Aided by Zahra, Faza was ready.
“Pokonya you can't think of anything, baby.. Prioritize Fahri. Don't think this is what is important Fahri Anteng.. If Fahri sleeps you also have to go to sleep.”
Zahra laughed softly at her husband who kept waiting for her. Faza seemed to feel uneasy about having to go back to work and let Zahra take care of their son alone.
“Iya yes papah.. Don't worry too much ah.. I am not alone at home either. There's a Lasmi ma'am who won me..” Reply Zahra with a big smile that adorns her lips.
Faza groaned in frustration. It feels like Faza wants to be home alone, helping Zahra take care of their children who are in desperate need of attention from both of them.
Cup
Zahra gave a glimpse of Faza's lips making the owner immediately focus on looking at him.
“Which is calm yes it works.. I'm the same Fahri will be good at home.. You don't forget to have lunch and don't go home.” Zahra said slowly.
Faza nodded his head understanding.
“Ya darling..” The reply.
“Ya already mengingan now we have breakfast mumpung Fahri still snooze sleep.”
Faza nodded again. But before following Zahra out of the room, Faza first kissed the handsome face of his son. The real weight left them both at home with just Lasmi's mom alone. But being at home at all times is also impossible given his responsibilities as a leader in the company where he works.
Zahra wrapped her hand around Faza's arm. A sweet smile continued to adorn his face even until they were at the table eating.
“What do you want for breakfast?” Zahra asked as they sat in the dining table.
“Eem.. I want a peanut butter sandwich.. Same drink warm milk.” Faza replied.
“OK..” Nod Zahra then immediately grabbed two pieces of fresh bread and smeared them with peanut butter. Zahra also grabbed a glass of warm milk prepared by Lasmi's mother and then gave it to Faza along with his peanut butter sandwich.
“Tina your friend tumben not here yet dear.?” Faza asked after biting the sandwich in his hand.
“Iya... Tina again went on vacation with her brother.. But he said that after he came home he would come here.. Same Reyhan.” Zahra's smile at the end of her sentence.
Faza.
“Sama Reyhan?”
“Yes.. They're near the end of this mas.” Answer Zahra.
Faza nodded his head then went back to devouring the sandwich in his hand. Reyhan's a good guy, smart too. No wonder Tina was interested in him.
After breakfast, Zahra drove Faza to the front of his car. And again Faza awaited his wife with full concern which of course was reciprocated with laughter by Zahra.
“I leave yes dear.” Pamit Faza stared softly at Zahra.
“Ya mas.” Nod Zahra and then crucify her beloved husband.
Faza got into his car and then passed at a moderate speed from in front of Zahra.
Zahra's hand-drawn to accompany Faza's departure to work until finally Faza's luxury car really came out of their yard and Zahra went back into the house.
Zahra will start her busy life as a mother, which is taking care of her first son with Faza with the help of Mbak Lasmi of course.
At 11 noon Zahra was busy inviting the baby to chat on the balcony of her room until the sound of Lasmi's mother managed to distract her.
“What is mbak?” Zahra looked at Lasmi.
“That's madam, below is Santo sir.”
Both of Zahra's eyes were round hearing it. How could Santoso still dare to come to his house. Zahra thought Santoso would never see him again.
“Say I'm on break mbak.” Pinta Zahra told Lasmi to lie.
“I've said it mistress. But Mr. Santo said he saw the mistress in the balcony of the room swinging Fahri.”
Zahra looked down and then clucked. Too cool to invite his son to chat to make Zahra not aware of the arrival of Santoso cars.
“Ya already then, mbak temenin I met him well.”
“Good mistress.” Nimbak Lasmi.
Zahra and Mbak Lasmi then stepped in tandem with Zahra who stepped first in front of the Lasmi mbak. They both went down one by one stairs to the first floor very slowly because Zahra was holding Fahri.
“Mistress, do I make you drink first for Santo sir?” Tanya mbak Lasmi as soon as they reached the first floor and was about to step towards the living room.
“No need to mbak.” Answer Zahra.
Lasmi just complied. The two then stepped towards the living room where Santoso was waiting.
When Zahra and Lasmi appeared, Santoso immediately got up from his seat. The man smiled as soon as he saw Zahra.
“Ah Zahra's.. How are you?” Tanya Santoso started to feel stale.
Zahra put on her flat face. Really, Zahra felt very uncomfortable with the presence of the man around her.
“As mr Santoso saw. I am very good.” Answer Zahra ketus.
Santoso laughed softly with a nod of his head. As if he had no shame, Santoso even pura could not interpret the flat expression and answer ketus Zahra to his question.
When Zahra sat himself on the couch, Santoso took his place again. The man then placed some large paper bags on the table and showed them to Zahra.
Zahra stared at each other for a moment with Lasmi's mother sitting next to her.
“I have a gift for you and your son Zahra.. Hope you like it.”
“Thank you sir. But I don't think that's necessary. You don't have to overdo it.” Reply Zahra with a flat face.
Santoso.
“I sincerely and sincerely give this to you and your son Zahra.”
Zahra just sighed. Somehow have to behave to Santoso. Even Santoso seemed insensitive to Zahra's current cold demeanor.