
A black luxury car was seen speeding rapidly splitting the city streets, the surrounding scenery showed tall buildings decorated by night light. On the outskirts of the road are also lined pillars of lights that illuminate the city streets.
“Zain!” call Mrs. Amara sat alone in the back seat. While his son sat next to Barra who was driving a luxury car owned by Zain.
“Hmm,” replied Zain indifferently as he was still upset with his mother.
“How is it?” ask Ny. Amara, but her eyes remain focused with the phone in her hand.
Zain and Barra threw eyes at each other and looked at each other for a few seconds, as if talking through the eyes of each other. Barra refocused on the street in front of him, while Zain glanced at his mother from the reflection of the rearview mirror in front of him. It's not that the two of them don't know who Mrs. Amara, but Zain only wanted to hear who his mother meant directly from him.
“Whose situation, Mom? Didn't Mommy herself take care of Zahra all this time?”
“Ck! Don't pretend not to know, you know who mommy means.” Mrs. Amara felt annoyed and prestige to tell the truth.
“I really don't know, Mom.”
Plaque!
“Akh!” zain screeched then rubbed his head which was painful because he felt a hard object landing on his head.
“Meanswer question mommy!” upset Mrs. Amara and Teranya he hit the head of his son with his cell phone.
“Who does mommy mean? Not that we just met Zahra, if not Zahra me and Barra are fine and now in front of mommy,” said Zain at length.
Barra glanced towards her young master with her her her face then glanced towards Ny. Amara through front view.
‘Hah, this is how the polar ice has melted. Why do I miss the young master who used to be next to me now.’ Barra's grouse in heart.
It was not that he did not like that his young master had changed, but Barra felt increasingly dizzy with the change of his young master. Because Zain will turn into mothers who are very chatty when it comes to matters related to his wife.
“Where is she, Barra!” Mrs. Amara decides to ask Barra instead of being upset by her son.
“Hah, who's Madam?” asked Barra who was surprised. Amara asked him suddenly.
Plaque!
“Akh!”
Mrs. Amara again floated up her phone hitting Barra on the head.
“Sorry Madam, I was out of focus, you asked me about what?”
“Huft! Where's the kid?”
“China,” Zain reply quickly.
“Oh.” Mrs. Amara refocused on her phone without looking at the two young men she had dianiaannya.
“Later after the circumstances have allowed us to visit them,”
“You go, until whenever mommy doesn't want to go to that place again!”
‘Until when will mommy continue like this? It was 17 years ago, mom.’
...*****...
After taking his mother home, Zain immediately returned to the hospital to accompany his wife. Without knocking on the door first, he immediately opened the door of Zahra's nursery.
It is seen that Zahra was asleep on top of her safe, while Mr. Aaron sat next to her holding Zahra's hand and his other hand gently stroked her daughter's head. Zain slowly walked closer towards them.
Realizing that his son-in-law had returned, Mr. Aaron stood up and invited Zain to accompany Zahra, saying he would return home but was prevented by Zain.
“Stay, do not let Zahra blame me because when he woke up did not find the whereabouts of his papa,” said Zain flat, somehow difficult to see the expression on his face.
“Good Sir, thank you for looking after and loving my daughter.”
“Hmm, sleep there!” zain insisted without wanting to hear the rejection. He pointed to the bed next to his wife's gurney and walked to the bathroom.
After cleaning his body and changing his work clothes to a more casual outfit, Zain climbed on top of his wife's gurney and laid himself down next to his wife.
Zain looked at his wife's face which now looked more contained, as well as Zahra's body which used to be so thin now was more contained because of his actions that deliberately forced the girl to eat with a lot of portions, he said, added with the supplement that his mother always gave to Zahra at her request. The same supplements he took every day.
Cup.
Zain kissed his wife's forehead, not caring about the whereabouts of his father-in-law who might have seen him kissing Zahra. She was her husband, so it was legal to do so.
‘At last I managed to go back to sleep one bed with you and hug you after that time. Sorry dear, I will never let you go until anytime.’ Zain pulled the blanket over their bodies, then he pulled his wife's body into his arms and closed his eyes.
On the bed next door, Mr. Aaron was moved to see how lucky his daughter was to get a man like Zain. He wiped the tears that came out without permission from his eyes.
‘May you always be given health and happiness. Forgive papa's selfishness that turned out all this time to make you hurt.’ Mr. Aaron smiled and then closed his eyes to rest, his body was so tired because it had not rested since last night making a flight back to Indonesia.
‘Thank you for loving my daughter, sir. The daughter I had neglected her happiness. Thank you for giving happiness in her life by making her queen in the palace you built.’
Mr. Aaron was happy, let alone seeing so many white roses and various books arranged on a shelf in the corner of the room.
“All this gift from Mr. Zain, Pa. Said to accompany Zahwa here so as not to feel bored, Mr. Zain also said if this book is less, he will buy more books if necessary along with his stores.” Zahra looked happy and smiled sweetly to her father.
"Mr Zain said none of this could replace Zahwa's lost books.”
Mr. Aaron recalled the happy face of his daughter before he completely fell asleep into his subconscious.
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