Sexy Wife Belongs to Handsome Lawyer

The Song Takes Grief

Instantly tears trickled down Jee's smooth cheeks, the pain she felt mixed with the embarrassment of her efforts this time to humble herself still could not get an apology from her husband. Alfy really can't forgive Jee for lying for a long time. Of course Alfy knew that Ravindra had not just been with him, since he saw Ravindra when on campus the first time after the incident on the road grazed his car until the Olympic time Jee continued to lie to him.

“Jee where, Fy?” mrs Shein asked who saw her son stepping towards the study.

“In the room, Mah.” answered without stopping his steps.

Everyone in the room seemed to throw a glance at each other as if asking what was wrong with the two of them. The door of the room also did not look like it would open Jee would not go out of the room.

“What anger is he to me hiks..hiks.” said Jee in his heart while crying on the edge of the mattress.

Feeling bad about the day, Jee decides not to leave the room until her condition with Alfy improves. Finally until the night Jee fell asleep sitting on the edge of the mattress without realizing his head fell into the mattress. “Aw.” Jee's moaning voice that felt her hand pierced her body as it fell from her seat.

When Jee woke up in the middle of the night his eyes were staring in all directions the room did not also get the figure he was looking for. “Where is he?” muttered.

Alfy who now chose to rest in his study seemed restless to want to go to the room, it felt very bad if he slept without his wife beside him. This time he kept trying not to easily apologize to Jee.

***

At the sleeping Zeyra hospital, Delon took turns to look after her baby by standing there and carrying her. While singing so that the baby can fall asleep, instead of falling asleep, the baby is crying when he hears the voice of his father who is so heavy.

“Why are you crying more? Looks like you're not used to hearing people sing well?” said Delon who spoke to the baby.

The narrowed eyes continued to look at him perfectly as if he wanted to say that he was not crying because he was not used to hearing the voice, but the sound of Delon made his ears like hearing people quarrel. Every time the song was high-pitched Delon's voice was jarring in those tiny ears.

“Be quiet dear, later you will definitely like my song.” Delon said as he continued his singing.

Hemmmm..hemmmm..heemmm sleep my dear son.

Repeatedly it was just that speech that he sang in a changing tone, sometimes low sometimes high.

Zeyra, who heard her son's cries getting louder, woke up to see Delon, who was holding her baby, singing. The smiling face of Zeyra when she saw Delon who was very sincere about loving her son made her very salute.

“She seems afraid to hear your voice.” said Zeyra who surprised Delon.

“Fear? Not a good sound kok.” objected Delon who did not accept the honesty of Zeyra.

“Have brought it here, it looks like he wants to drink milk.” said Zeyra who laughingly saw the annoyed face of Delon because of his honesty.

Zeyra who was giving to her son seemed to smile while looking at her baby with happiness. Delon who saw it also felt the happiness even though the baby with him was not entirely his flesh and blood. But Delon's affection for her was unable to beat the distance between them.

“We name him?” delon asked, which made Zeyra pause from her smile and was thinking hard.

“Do you have any good name suggestions?” Zeyra asked back because she was confused.

“Zidan Ganeendra, how?” delon answered asking for Zeyra's approval.

“Good name.” compliment Zeyra who developed the kegeeran Delon instantly.

“Ehem, yes my name is good then that I do not want to use my full name because it is very bored when many praise my name. It feels very lazy if you continue to say thank you..thank you.” so Delon showed his mouth a little forward as if mocking the people around him.

Zeyra just shook her head in amusement, “I mean a good Zidan name is not your name.” continued Zeyra who made Delon instantly speechless and held her face reddened in embarrassment.

“Oh.” the answer is short.

“For a long time your kegeeran like my brother alone.” Zeyra ledek who laughed at Delon.

“How dare you equate me with that obscure man.” Delon said with his upset face.

“Indeed you think you're obviously well forcing the baby to be able to enjoy the raucous voice like that, obviously he was crying still you forced hahaha.” sneered Zeyra again.

Delon who felt defeated arguing now chose to threaten Zeyra. “Stop getting sucked if not tonight we're going through that honeymoon, do you want?” delon asked with flirting eyes once in a while he raised both eyebrows.

Zeyra who had been laughing chuckled at him instantly shut her mouth, her eyes bending in disbelief at what she heard. How can Delon say such crazy things if he is not aware if when the new woman gives birth is still bleeding and the situation is not so good.

“You are crazy well?” asked the slightly high-pitched Zeyra.

“Mean it stop getting sucked up, you're this.” Delon who went to the sofa laid her body.

***

“Haaaah her boss why none of my passion works anyway?” jac's grumble slammed the file in front of him then squeezed his head rough. The atmosphere in his study seemed quiet there was not a single human form that he saw.

Likewise with some floors below of course there are no residents because only he who works always until late at night. Before Delon and Alfy got married, they spent time together until dawn. But the current situation is different only Jac is still the same as before always alone.

“Zey, have you slept?” jac asked who sent a short message.

“Numbered, Bang. What's up?” reply Zeyra who quickly sent him.

Jac is no longer responding to the message and now he steps out of the office and drives his car to the hospital. Arriving at the hospital his face was smiling little like he was about to see someone who raised his spirits again.

“Who comes nights like this?” asked Delon who heard a knock from outside.

“Open it, it looks like I know who is coming.” replied Zeyra who had expected that Jac would want to meet Sister Shanin.

Eventually Delon quickly opened the door and rightly Zeyra's guess was very precise. There was a large tall man with a flat face standing at the door. Slowly his eyes caught on in all directions like he was looking for someone.

“Abang search Syanin well?” ask the right target. Hearing the question that surprised her so much Jac felt nervous mixed with embarrassment. Not to mention when he saw the expression of Delon who was holding back his laughing face.