The (Un) Mr. Lukcy. Winter

Chapter 55

"You why Zes?" Zesya was shocked when her aunt suddenly appeared from behind.

"Ah onty mah make me shocked" said Zesya mumbled.

"Yee this is a boy"

"Onty.. "

"Yes...?"

"How are better adults?"

"meaning?"

"Onty look at the smile and laughter forced by mama." the floor Zia turned towards Hasya.

"I'm scared, mom and dad divorced, onty. Zesya doesn't want to have a papa and a stepmom." kesah Zesya. Zia glanced at Zesya with a puzzled look as to why this child could easily change character. Sometimes like cheerful and ignorant like a child his age, sometimes as cold as ice, sometimes adult.

"To be honest everything that's happened lately is still like a dream for Zesya, onty. Zesya suddenly so have papa, suddenly have onty and uncle, suddenly have adek but older than Zesya, suddenly have 2 pairs of grandparents" said Zesya, said, Zia listened carefully. It sounds bitter when Zia and Zesya start chatting but it leads to "deep talk". Zia had indeed heard from Zehan, if Zesya's thoughts were actually very mature far from friends her age, whether it was grace or not otherwise. Because with such circumstances, it is not uncommon for Zesya to utter sadistic words and even though the sentence is very subtle. Zia also became compassionate to her nephew, indeed this child was too small to bear the burden and understand the problems of adults.

" Zesya sometimes still afraid if Zesya suddenly woke up from all this, then returned to real life, without papa without judis without all of you, and only Zesya and mama left."

"Aaaakkk aaah sick Onty, kok onty even jewer Zesya" Zesya screamed in pain as Zia pushed Zesya's ear to red. Then after that Zia cupped Zesya's cheek with anxiety.

"Iiihh.ss.sst gemesshhh really ponakanku this" Zesya blinked her eyes that look like the eyes of the deer a few times as her face was directed against Zia.

"It hurts, onty jewer... Well that means you don't dream dear" Zesya is still staring but now coupled with a manyun lips because it is squeezed by Zia's hand. Now Zia even hugged him and buried Zia in his chest" like he was hugging a doll.

"Darling, onty knows your anxiety, but trust me your papa won't let it all go. The proof is that your father can find your whereabouts. So please trust your father again yes, pray that your mama will quickly forgive papa, so that you will be together forever." pinta Zia. Zesya just kept quiet as Zia said that. Maybe true what his onty said, he just had to believe in his papa, one day it could definitely melt his mother again.

"But onty" Zehan finally releases his onty crib.

"why?"

"The process must have been a long time ago. Mama is a stubborn person, while Zesya already wants to have adek so that someone becomes play Zesya."

"So do you have a plan"

"Hmmm.what onty can provide medicine************** for mom. Let's spit Zesya has his adenya"

"hiiiihh??? " Zia immediately gawked dongo heard Zesya's plan which was beyond BMKG estimates.

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"It is my duty, this is also the blessing of your prayers, I can now regroup with Hasya and Zesya bonus with us. Although honestly Zehan there are still regrets, because it was too late to find them, to miss many important moments, especially at the birth of Zesya" said Zehan a little moody, so he was not happy, feeling insinuated Hasya turned her attention back to the chicken she was burning.

"Bikin ade baby again aja pah, later mama lahiran can papa nemenin" Zesya joked lightly. Hearing that everyone turned to him, especially Hasya immediately swerved sharply with lips pursed.

"That's a good idea tuh A, Ama and Apa Judis are also again the baby grandpa program, let Judis there is a playful theme" Judis spirit so the stove. And of course the more make the wrinkles on Hasya's forehead deeper. While the parents just grimace listening to the babbling of the two boys.

"Ngga ngga, no baby program." refused Hasya raw.

"Ah mama no fun !! " change Zesya who grumbled while pursing her lips accompanied by folding her hands.

"What is it that makes babies easy?!" Hasya still did not want to lose. Zehan smiled as if apologizing at the noise of the child and mother to his mother-in-law. Mama Vera simply nodded smiling as she patted Zehan's back, hinting it was okay. Zehan then took a bottle of water and drank it.

"Look like mama and papa make in the room the same as the process of making Zesya first" "PUAAAHH!!!" Zehan again spouted the mineral water he was drinking.

"Ma, how to make a baby dede how, sometime Judis can follow make it not?" said Judis plain. Zia was confused as to what to answer.

"Sister Zehan, don't tell me your son already understands biology" Zehan glanced at him as he wiped the rest of the water that had soaked his chin.

"Well daebak! Hwahahaha.. " Zia kept laughing after understanding that Zesya really did have sensitivity far above the average child her age.

"You know, even when I wanted to make sure whether or not he was my son, he said that a man with my eyesight would still say I was his father, without the need to do a DNA test "

"Huahahahha how it feels to be digobl*kin kak hahahhahahaa" Zia was increasingly curled up to roll on the Japanese grass. Gibran also actually wanted it to be open but the eagle-eyed gaze of Zehan had been struck, so he tried hard to pouch his lips, although several times he still could not hold his laughter."pfftt pfftt"...

"I'm setting up how Hasya's been handling Zesya all this time?" suddenly Zia stopped her laughter.

"Easy "answer Hasya briefly.

"How?" Zia is confused.

"Before the age of 2 years Zesya has been brought to talk although still a bit slurred and reversed. But yes maybe because God gave him extra intelligence he more and more often asked things that sometimes I myself do not understand, and because so bad so that I began to recognize letters and numbers, so I began to recognize letters and numbers, and who would have thought in less than 3 months he had started to be able to read vocabulary, and count 1-100. The more days of his curiosity about everything the more overwhelmed me. Finally, because I was more overwhelmed to answer all of Zesya's questions, I outsmarted her by always giving her encyclopedia books, drawing books and color pencils as a distraction. I do that to maintain emotional stability, patience and brain and mental health. Finally now if he wants to know something yes surely he will buy the book he needs, in his spare time he can learn to draw and paint and the results are quite effective." Zia took a serious look while eating the ripe grilled corn.

"Yes even so I keep an eye on it, just yes that his speech can sometimes be as sharp as razor if it is sarcastic. Actually, he was worried because he was acting too indifferent to the surrounding if he was immersed in the book he read or while drawing, but after being noticed again Zesya actually had a good tolerance, but after being noticed, Zesya actually had a good tolerance, humble, outspoken, of course reliable, he was able to apply all the theories he read to his life, he grew into a mannered, ethical and civilized figure to everyone, that's all that matters" Hasya hugged the child.

"Well it was a hassle to have that super smart kid" Hasya smiled as she looked at the look of astonishment on Zia's face.

"Although troublesome, But I am very grateful Zi, at least my son is more sensitive than his father!" concluded Hasya. The man could only grieve as Hasya insinuated him with words that were quite striking his heart.

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