Second Wife Successor Mr. Zain

Chapters 20. The Past of Mrs. Amaras

“You should eat a lot, Honey!” said Mrs. Amara put food into Zahra's mouth.

Zahra was so spoiled and just like a child was given her favorite food by her mother.

Mrs. Amara smiled looking at her daughter-in-law's face, her eyes glazed over. “If only mommy's daughter was alive, her face would definitely be as beautiful and sweet as you, dear.”

Zahra looked up at her in-laws face. “What mommy has a daughter?”

“Iya, Darling.” Mrs. Amara gently rubbed Zahra's head. “But God does not allow mommy to care for and raise her,”. Amara sad.

“Mommy don't be sad, Mommy can really think of Zahra as a replacement for Mommy.”'s daughter Zahra rubbed her mother-in-law's cheeks wet with tears.

“Can't really?” ask Ny. Amara.

Zahra nodded her head.

“Then, you must promise mommy,” said Ny. Amara placed the plate on the table and looked at her daughter-in-law's face.

“What promise, Mom?”

“You can't leave mommy like mommy's daughter and daddy Zain!” pinta Ny's. Amara stared fixedly at Zahra's eyeballs.

“Zahra promise, Mom.”

“Smart child.” Mrs. Amara ruffled Zahra's hair and smiled.

Actually Ms. Amara has let go of her daughter, she did this just to make Zahra rise again from her downfall.

“Mom, can Zahra request something from mommy?” ask Zahra very slowly.

“Anything for you, Darling.”

“Emh, can Zahra hug mommy, just once,” said Zahra hesitated.

Mrs. Amara put the plate in her hand on the table, without answering her daughter-in-law's question she pulled Zahra's body into her arms.

Zahra cried in her mother-in-law's arms, and so did Ms. Amara shed her tears.

From outside the room, Zain also shed tears seeing two women who mean a lot in his life. Only one has not been achieved, which is to unite his mother and step-sister who have been sent abroad to keep his mother's feelings.

“Sorry, Mom,” said Zahra after taking off their arms.

“Mommy loves to hug you, you can anytime to hug mommy, dear. Why are you crying?” ask Ny. Amara wiped away the tears on Zahra's cheek with her hand.

“It's the first time Zahra got a hug from a mother.” Zahra lowered her face, recalling all her mother's ever-selective treatment of her.

“What mama you never hugged you, Honey?” ask Ny. Amara with a surprised face.

Zahra shook her head slowly. “A few months ago, mama said that Zahra is not the biological child of mama.”

Deg.

Mrs. Amara felt a tightness in her chest. Was he that bad? Mrs. Amara remembered her late husband's daughter with the woman who had no idea where she was.

‘Do I have to accept the presence of the girl? But I'm not ready to see his face! Can I afford it?’ inner turmoil Ny. Amara.

“Does all the teenage clothes in Mommy's room belong to Mommy's daughter?” ask Zahra curiously.

Mrs. Amara nodded her head slowly.

“Did Mommy have photos of Zain and his sister as a child?” ask Zahra plain.

Mrs. Amara looked down at Zahra's face with teary eyes. “Zain's sister hasn't had the chance to feel our world, Honey.” Mrs. Amara raised her head, holding back the tears that were ready to slide at any moment.

“Ma-sorry, Mom. I didn't mean un-”

“Sstt! Don't think about it, mommy is fine, mommy has mengikhlaskan the departure of Zain's sister who was still in the belly of mommy. At that time the age of the womb of a new mommy 8 months, but she was not saved because of carelessness mommy,” said Ny. Amara reminisces about her past.

“Mommy,” says Zahra with teary eyes.

Zahra tightly hugged her mother-in-law's body, she felt the middle-aged woman's body tremble but no sound of sobbing came out of her mouth.

“Mommy, think of me as a mommy's daughter, in lieu of Zain's sister, Mom.”

“No Darling!” Mrs. Amara took off her embrace and stared fixedly at Zahra.

“Why, Mom? Am I not worthy of it?” asked Zahra with a gloomy face.

“Not so, mommy will consider you as a mommy's daughter, but not for your second request, mommy can not consider and make you as a replacement for Zain's sister. If mommy does that, mommy won't get grandchildren from you and Zain, honey.” Mrs. Amara said that to tease her daughter-in-law.

“Mom ... I'm not ready for that ..” said Zahra while hiding her reddened face in embarrassment.

“Darling, don't you want to meet your husband?” ask Ny. Amara carefully.

Zahra fell silent and continued to lower her face.

“If you're not ready it's okay. But you should know that Zain loves you very much.”

Mrs. Amara looked at Zahra with a wounded heart. He did not blame Zahra's current attitude, all this was just an accident and it was only natural that if Zahra was traumatized, she needed time to get back to her original state, accept the incident the other day as a test in the course of his life.

Mrs. Amara grabbed Zahra's hand and held it.

“You know, that night it was Zain who slept with you, not another man.” Mrs. Amara very carefully said her words out of concern that it would affect the health of her daughter-in-law.

Zahra nodded her head slowly, making Ms. Amara let out her breath feeling relieved.

“If you want something, just tell momny don't be shy.”

Zahra nodded her head, then Ms. Mara returned to feed her daughter-in-law affectionately

...*****...

A month later, Zahra's condition improved. She now wants to interact with her husband, even if only through a message or voice call. Even through video calls, Zahra always hid her face from the front of the phone screen. There had to be someone nearby to accompany him.

‘You know, naughty girl?’ ask Zain across the phone.

“No, what is it?” ask Zahra back.

‘You were so cruel to me!’ zain said in an angry tone.

“What is my fault?” zahra asked not to accept.

‘You can torture me, punish me with this miss’

Zahra smiled and her cheeks met red. Without him knowing, her mother-in-law who was sitting on the sofa recorded it and joined in smiling at the behavior of her daughter-in-law.

Mrs. Amara had always secretly recorded Zahra's activities to show her son.

‘When do you allow me to visit you, Zahra?’

“Emm, later yes. Sa-i can't yet,” shrewd Zahra.

I heard the sound of Zain breathing across the phone.

“Sorry,” great-grandson Zahra feels guilty.

‘Hey, why are you apologizing? You're innocent, Honey. Don't be sad!’ pinta Zayn.

‘Yes already, I ended the call yes, you quickly healed!’

“Iya.”

Zahra placed her phone on the nightstand after Zain ended the call. He walked over to his mother-in-law and sat next to her.

“What's up, Honey?” ask Ny. Amara.

Zahra was silent not answering any questions from Ms. Amara, she hugged her mother-in-law's body and buried her face in the middle-aged woman's arms in front of her.