
“Loh! Where's the rendition?” His ziva came from the direction of the kitchen with a cup of warm tea in his hand. But, he no longer saw the existence of Rendi.
“Udah home,” Arya said while holding back a laugh.
“Loh! Why home? How is this tea?” His ziva approached and placed the teacup he brought to the table.
“He's afraid of me,” Arya said with a smile. “Sini, tea let me abisin!” arya continued, then she grabbed the teacup that Ziva had placed on the table.
Just as Arya was about to drink the tea, Ziva prevented her.
“Do not, Ar!” His ziva pulled the cup until the contents inside the cup spilled.
Arya was surprised by Ziva's actions, how not. The shirt and pants worn by Arya became wet from the tea spill.
“Let's have a stomachache! You can't consume white sugar.”Ziva reminded Arya, that the man can not consume crystal sugar.
Arya was silent, she looked at Ziva's face fixedly. He did not expect, that Zivanya attention to his health.
“I'm sorry, yes. I do not mean rich that, sorry to make your clothes wet,” said Zivaya.
“OK, no problem kok.” Arya smiled, wagging her clothes.
“You open the shirt, later I get Bang Valent clothes that I still keep,” said Zivanya. The widow immediately ran to her room.
Ziva soon took some Valentino clothes that he still kept. The clothes he kept were the clothes that became Valentino's favorite during his life.
It's been 4 years, but, the clothes that Zivanya keeps still look new, clean and neatly arranged.
Shortly thereafter, Ziva returned with two clothes stels. So that Arya can choose him.
“Nih! Choose for yourself, which one is suitable. Your body is the same Bang Valent body is not very different gedenya. I think, load.” Ziva handed the clothes to Arya.
Arya took the clothes that were in Valencia's hands. But then, he was confused. Where he would change clothes.
“Hais.. Negrepotin anyhow!” gerutu Ziva. “Yes there, in my room. Don't be long!” Finally, Ziva told Arya to change clothes in her room. He himself waited in the living room.
Arya, who was in Zivanya's room, was changing clothes. After changing his clothes, he did not come out. He looked at the photo on the wall of Ziva's room. That is, the wedding photo of Ziva and Valentino.
“You are lucky my friend, can get Ziva love. It's just, God loves you so much that, you were picked up first,” said Arya while touching the photo. “I promise, will soon fulfill my promise, to you!” continued.
“Ar! Not yet?” call Ziva.
“Udah, patient napa. Bawel is a widow!” canda Arya calls Ziva the Widow.
Arya immediately came out of Ziva's room, and as it turned out, Ziva was waiting for him at the door.
“I want to take a shower, before I go home. You meet the kids first, I'm sure, they must have woken up. But, lazy out because today is the weekend,” said Ziva, then the woman passed Arya just like that. The look on Ziva's face changed, Arya realized that.
“Vanya, wait!” Arya pulls Ziva's hand. “Why you? You remember Valent because of this shirt?” ask Arya.
His ziva only shook his head while smiling wryly. “Do not lie! I've known you for a long time, long before you met the late Valentino!” Arya stared at Ziva intensely.
“You look like him if you're rich, to be honest! I miss Bang Valent!” His ziva could not hold back his tears that were about to drip. And finally, the tears were shed.
“Crying, if it can make your longing decrease,” Arya pulled Ziva into his arms. He rubbed his Ziva hair gently. “Send a prayer for him Zivaya, I'm sure Valentino saw you from there, he must be proud to have a strong wife like you,” Arya continues to hold her vibrating Ziva body. Trying to give strength to the woman he secretly loves.
“I'm not as strong and firm as you think, Ar. I'm fragile, I need strength, I need support. Maybe I can be a good Mommy figure for Nino and Valencia, but until whenever I can not be transformed into a Daddy figure for them, I can not!” Ziva spoke softly in between his sobs.
“I'll help you, Van. I will not let you alone,” said Arya. The man's heart was also cut. He couldn't bear to see Ziva hurt.
“Mommy!”
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