PASUTRI (On Love & Happiness)

CHAPTER 92

Zahra was relentlessly squealing at the high tower she had always wanted to see firsthand. Zahra was really happy because she was finally able to be there with Faza.

“Mas photoin me yes.”

Zahra gave her phone to Faza then told Faza to slightly back down so that Faza could take a picture with Eiffel who was so right behind him.

Faza laughed at his wife's behavior. Although the excitement attracted the attention of other tourists, Faza did not care. Faza still did what his wife wanted to take pictures with his wife's cell phone. Zahra even changed styles a few times when Faza took his picture.

Satisfied, Zahra approached her husband. Zahra took her cell phone and laughed at Faza's shots.

“Yes God.. I swear this is ridiculous.. Hahaha.” Zahra laughed without the slightest bit of embarrassment.

Faza laughed. Faza felt very happy because he could make his wife laugh so wide. Zahra looked very happy at the time.

“Now.. We photo together.” Said Faza grabbing back Zahra's phone. Faza hugged Zahra's waist-friendly manner by pointing the camera at her and Zahra.

Some of the photos they took. Lastly Faza kissed softly on Zahra's lips which made Zahra surprised and it was successfully caught by Zahra's cell phone camera.

“Mas.”

“Neither papa.. Here is not a foreign thing if there is a couple kissing.” Faza's smile interrupted.

Zahra shook her head. Faza is indeed quite perverted according to him.

After being satisfied with taking pictures, Faza also invited Zahra to colonize the culinary there from the cheap to the most expensive. Luckily Zahra is not sensitive to various foods and can eat them safely.

“Where? Yummy right?” Faza asked, looking at Zahra who was eating his food.

Zahra nodded her head with a mouth full of food. Women are so very greedy to eat every dish that is in front of him.

Not wanting his wife exhausted, Faza invites Zahra to return to the hotel before it gets dark.

“Thank you very much, you have brought me a way to continue buying me a lot of good food. I'm really shrewd. And I'm sure our son is happy too.” Said Zahra as she stepped beside Faza towards the elevator.

“No need to thank you dear.. Making you happy is my duty. I'm happy if you're happy.” Reply Faza smiled looking at Zahra.

Zahra laughed softly. It felt like the happiness he now felt was so doubled. Zahra had already managed to come to her dream country with the man she loved so much. And now Zahra is also pregnant with her son with Faza. Zahra did not expect God to give so much happiness to her this month.

“You instantly clean clean keep changing clothes yes dear.”

Zahra nodded as she entered their room. Faza begins to overprotect her but Zahra knows all of that for her own good and the fetus in her womb.

“Tomorrow we walk again right mas?” Zahra asked as she opened the jacket she was wearing.

Faza turned his head to look at Zahra who looked so excited. Faza changed his mind a little now. Zahra is pregnant and should not be overly tearing up her energy. That means Faza also can not take Zahra too often road as long as they are in Paris. But rejecting Zahra's wishes right now will surely make Zahra cry again.

“Mas? How's diem?” Zahra turned her head to stare confusedly at Faza who was looking at her in silence.

“Ah. No papa. We see tomorrow yes dear.”

Zahra sighed with both twisting eyeballs feeling breathless. Zahra then stepped towards the bathroom to clean herself up.

“Huft.. Why am I so worried and feeling this dilemma now.” Mumam Faza rubbed his handsome face rough using both of his hands.

Faza leaned his back against the sofa. Zahra's happiness is everything to Faza. But the health of the fetus in the womb Zahra is also Zahra is also a top priority for him now. While Zahra is always enthusiastic when saying about the road.

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Elsewhere, precisely in the Loly family residence, Sinta was busy in the kitchen making cakes to welcome Loly's return. Coincidentally, both of Loly's parents are abroad for business so that Sinta can stay overnight without feeling awkward there.

“Tante..”.

Sinta turned to hear Loly's soft voice. The woman smilingly looked at Loly who was slowly approaching her.

“Yes God.. Auntie was wrong this time. Aunty thought you were going home the night dear.” Sinta said turning off the mixer she was using to make cake dough.

Loly laughed softly.

“Yes.. I deliberately went home quickly so I could talk a lot with aunt.”

“Oh yes? That means the existence of aunty here makes you feel depressed baby?” Sinta looked back at Loly. This time his expression looked wistfully waiting for a response from Loly.

“Oh no aunt. Not at all. I even have a aunt here. It feels like being with your own mother. I'm happy to have a aunt here.” Loly's smile rejected Sinta's words.

“Really? Auntie was so happy to hear that Loly. Aunty is getting impatient to want Faza to divorce Zahra and marry you. At that time you will call aunty with the name mamah. Ah would be so happy to have a daughter-in-law like you dear.”

Loly laughed softly hearing that. Sinta's behavior is too excessive according to Loly. But Loly doesn't care. Because the most important thing is that Sinta agrees if Loly is Faza's companion, not Zahra.

“Excuse me miss, madam. Sorry to interrupt. In front is Mr. Akbar. He's looking for the lady of Sinta.”

Sinta and Loly stared at the housekeeper who worked at Loly's house for a moment then looked at each other.

“Eem.. I think I'd better see my aunt first. I'll continue making the cake. How?”

Sinta sighed. Sinta is still very upset at her husband not telling her about Faza and Zahra's departure to Paris.

“Tante is actually lazy to meet his papa Faza. But. okay, auntie's gonna see him now. Please continue making the cake, baby. Later we can eat the same.”

Sinta smiled at the end she then passed from the kitchen to meet her husband who was waiting in front.

After Sinta passed Loly clucked softly. Loly then turned to look at the unfinished cake batter made by Sinta.

“Males really if you have to dirty my hands to make that cake.” Mumbled Loly slowly.

Loly glanced at her housekeeper.

“You, please continue making that dough.” Loly's orders.

“Good miss.” Nod the housekeeper and immediately do what Loly tells him to.

“It's a good thing I love Faza. If I'm not lazy I have to relate to the aunt aunt duitan's eye.” Mumbled Loly slowly.