The (Un) Mr. Lukcy. Winter

Chapter 48

The clock has shown at 2.38 pm when Zehan just drove Zesya home. Although it goes into the alley but Zehan car can still enter the house Zesya which is located about 10 minutes from the flower shop. After he parked his car in the yard, Zehan immediately went down to open his car door for Zehan. He watched carefully the area of the house, very neat clean and beautiful with various plants and ornamental flowers arranged beautifully.

"Be careful."

Hap !! Zesya slightly jumped down with a joyful face. Then Zehan crouched down before Zesya while staring and gently rubbing Zesya's head lovingly and hugged her for a while and Zesya returned warmly.

****************

Throughout the day Hasya really felt not calm at all, worried and anxious to continue to wrestle with his feelings. Even so he still tried to think positively his son will be home soon, but if tomorrow still does not come home then he will report it to the local police.

The new wall clock showed at half-three in the afternoon, finally he decided to close his shop, Hasya's mind was too chaotic today. As long as he pedaled his bike from the school, various questions filled his head.

With a carefree he rode his bicycle to his house with a careless mind "Is that really Zehan? Has he really found my hiding place?" not finished with all the questions, suddenly Hasya's heartbeat beat faster when he saw a black Ranger rover car parked in the yard of his house is quite spacious. Hurriedly stand up his bike. He immediately rushed to make sure of everything.

She faintly heard Zesya's voice joking with someone. Hasya carefully stepped out her feet, much to her surprise at the scene she was looking at right now.

Hasya looked at the back of a man who was crouching in front of his son while gently stroking the boy's head with round wide eyes. Still can't believe that the man is really Zehan, Zesya's husband and father.

"Tu.. Mr Zehan? What are you doing here?"

"You think??" said the man with a hardened face holding a feeling that was ready to burst right then and there.. Zesya let out a breath of air as she looked at Hasya's expression which was instead like a thief caught off guard.

"Can you explain anything to Zesya?" Zehan and Hasya turned to Zesya who threw a sharp and cold look at the two of them.

...****************...

Hasya sat at the end of a long sofa in the living room next to Zehan who was sitting at the other end. Zesya was sitting on the other single sofa facing her parents with an intimidating cold look. Hasya turned her head towards the rejection of Zehan, although she occasionally stole glances towards the man. Likewise with the new Zehan this time he felt a tremendous awkwardness and nervousness when occupied by his son. Whereas in the past when marrying Hasya was not as awkward and this big.

"Yes, our business is still not finished !" zehan whispered as his son picked up chocolate milk in the refrigerator. Hasya immediately threw a sharp glare as soon as she caught Zehan's whisper.

"Heii who should have made that calculation I am not why even he who became angry basic insensitive man !! ?? " inner Hasya.

" Mama.." Zesya stared intently at her mother.

"Yes..?" hasya replied surprised and then tried to smile despite being forced on Zesya who looked at him sharply, rather spooky actually when Hasya saw his son

"Ma, who was only 6 years old, was Zesya, not mama" Zehan curled thinly and closed his lips with his right hand when his son insinuated the woman next to him.

"Ekhem..." Hasya cleared her throat while looking intently at Zehan who was poking his lips so as not to laugh loosely. The mood was silent again.

"Mom won't explain anything?"

"What should you explain?" sahut Hasya.

"Yes, for example, explain whether the man next to the mother is really my ex-husband and my papa?"

" Oh that means I'm not a bastard, good!" ketus Zesya breathed a sigh of relief and then again sucked the chocolate milk.

"Who said you were a bastard? Who said Mama Zes?!!" Hasya immediately boarded the apoplexy as soon as she knew her son was bullied by the name of an illegitimate child.

"Since Kindergarten Zesya was used to the bully, so Zesya had rarely had friends because he was lazy with their taunts" Hasya hugged her son tightly when she realized how much burden her son had borne so far.

"hiks.. Why does Zesya never tell the same mama if you like something evilin you want to hikss?"

"For what reason, Zesya still can't prove that Zesya has papa" Zesya revealed while wiping her tears.

"Oh my God, I'm sorry mama ya hikss.."ssesal Hasya.

"This is all because papa son, papa who is late to know your whereabouts, hiks.apiin papa.." for a moment they hugged each other together.

"So papa and mama are better yet?" suddenly Zesya's question spoils the moment. Hurry Hasya broke away from that embrace.

"Iiissh why the adult's feelings are so complicated. And it only takes one word to solve it. Is it not Om Zehan?" back Zehan snickered sharply when Zesya called him by the name om not papa like earlier in the restaurant. Zehan thought for a moment to digest what his son said. Then he gulped his body out of breath to unravel his nervousness.

"Papa apologizes for only being able to find you after 7 years" Zehan said while kneeling between Hasya and Zesya. Hasya immediately turned her face away, in order to hide the melt of her tears. There is a feeling of happiness but he also still feels disappointed over Zehan's attitude so far, especially 7 years ago Zehan as if making it a mere escape for his disappointment in Alexa. Hasya tried hard to withstand all the turmoil of his emotions so as not to explode right then and there.

" Papa is guilty son, because more trust in others than trust your mama is what makes your mama become angry to leave papa at that time" Zehan tried to explain the problem.

"But your mama is also wrong, already know your jealous papa is still away with other men secretly behind papa" Zehan said.

"MASTER ZEHAN,, !! I TOLD YOU AT THAT TIME ! ME AND KEVIN DID NOT ACCIDENTALLY MEET, very hard to say wonder ? !! " so Hasya sewot snapped, she could no longer hold back her emotions. Zesya was wasting her breath as soon as she heard her parents start fighting.

"Ahhh... is very harmonious this family, if that's why mama did not ask for a divorce with her husband, it would be Zesya could have a new father"

"Zesya !" zehan growled at Zesya.

"Rather than you fighting like this, wouldn't you rather just get divorced!?" said Zesya coldly complete with gestures of his body that seemed to paint both people with his right legs crossed, also his two tiny hands crossed each other on his chest.

"Surely you taught our son what, so that he could have a sharp and sadistic tongue and this kind of attitude" zehan asked Hasya who each pursed his lips increasingly upset with the behavior of this son and father.

"Master thinks where all these traits come from is dropping, even the face alone is all plagiarizing you !" sewot Hasya is more slender. Again Zesya sighed when she heard her parents begin to argue even though their voices were made softly .

" Huhhh.... " Zesya again sighed 😑"Have it been !!Seeing the two of you like this, Zesya was now more convinced that Zesya was indeed the son of you two" Hasya said with a remark from Zesya, "you continue to fight, Zesya is tired," Hasya again glared in wonder then rolled her eyes lazily when she heard Zesya's words just now.

After Zesya had completely walked into her room, it was now Zehan's turn to throw a sharp glare at Hasya. Sensing that Hasya tried to swallow her saliva with great difficulty.

"Yes, don't we need to talk about a lot of things, especially about Zesya" Zehan said with a pressing tone. Netra Hasya ran to and fro avoiding the gaze of Zehan who looked at him with a tattoo like he was going to swallow him round and round. "Glek ! Woe to me" Hasya said inwardly.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...