The Bond of Our Love

CHAPTER 99- Kiss??

"Sister, my drawings are good, aren't they?" A girl showed Zahra the picture.

Zahra took and observed the sketch of the completed scenery dyed it carefully.

"Good, beautiful. As beautiful as the photographer" Praise Zahra accompanied by a wide smile while pinching the soft cheeks of the boy with his anxiety.

"If Brother Shreya can draw no?" Ask the girl.

"Can dong. Borrow the book and pencil"

The boy lent his drawing tools in the form of a drawing book, a color pencil and so on to Zahra who directly used it to create drawing works.

Fifteen minutes later, Zahra's work was ready.

"Hows it? Good no, picture Brother?" Zahra showed off the flower she made on the white sheet to everyone in front of her.

"Well! Very good Brother" cried the other daughter.

"Yes Brother. Very pretty!" Boys also chimed in.

"Hehe. Thank you" Zahra chuckled in embarrassment at receiving the compliment.

"Beautiful what? It's common to have the picture" Rahul chimed in, more precisely denouncing. Making Zahra wrinkle her face lazily.

"Snacks. No need to respond yes, the words of the sirik. Remember, the shingle is a sign not mam..." Zahra provoked the children to join her cynicism towards Rahul.

"Po!" Connect the children who are about ten years old on average simultaneously.

"Who am I to say sirik? I can make a much more beautiful picture than that" Rahul defended himself with confidence.

"Oh yeah?" Zahra asked with a defiant look.

"Yes" replied Rahul confidently.

"Then try to prove it" Challenge Zahra.

"good. Who's afraid?" Rahul said undaunted. "Grandfathers, borrow books and pencils dong color"

Rahul also borrowed a drawing book and a colored pencil from one of the children, to create a drawing. Zahra and the children beside her patiently sat waiting for Rahul to finish his activities. A few minutes later, Rahul's work was completed and ready to be shown.

"Hows it? Beautiful no?"

"Well! It's so pretty, brother!"

"Yes, very similar to the original"

All the children stared at Rahul's work while smiling in amazement. Except for Zahra who was just stunned by the image of Rahul, which is nothing but a sketch of his face that more resembles a portrait that looks very beautiful and charming.

"Wait for the same picture?" Rahul pointed at Zahra's flower drawings cynically.

"Beauty this one anyway" replied a boy praising Rahul's work rather than Zahra's.

"Yes" Timpal the other kid.

"Who made it?" Rahul said with pride.

Zahra remained silent with a smile. Although Rahul denounced the image of his, but it did not make him offended or angry. On the contrary, she felt very flattered because Rahul and the children praised her beauty through sketches made by Rahul.

Rahul looked at Zahra with a satisfied smile. He knows that his wife is currently flattered by what he is doing. He will continue to do things like this to make Zahra feel comfortable and free with him. And forget his bad feelings and guilt about his relationship with Dawn.

Their teaching and learning activities continue.

"Oh yeah, you guys often, gather here to study" asked Zahra.

"Yes Brother. At this hour we usually gather here. At least this way we can keep learning. Although not at school" replied a girl with a soft look.

"Why don't you go to school?" Zahra asked again out of curiosity.

"Bond flood?" Zahra scrunched her forehead. All the children nodded in unison. Zahra felt there was something in the calamity mentioned by the boy. But he doesn't understand what it is.

Until a glimpse of the shadow reappears in his eyes. The exact same shadow as his dream once was. The shadow when he was running and crying roared in the midst of the unusually heavy rain, while pushing a wheelchair filled with a middle-aged woman.

The shadow appeared at a glance and dashed. As a result, Zahra's head was painful and heavy.

"Look!" Zahra groaned in pain while holding her head.

"Zahra?! You're all right? Your head hurts?" Rahul's reflexes instantly grabbed and refuted Zahra's body in panic.

"Yes, suddenly my head hurts a little" Zahra complained.

"Are we going home now?" Tawar Rahul who was afraid of bad things happening to his wife if they were still in that place.

"No-no. I still want to be here. I'm comfortable playing with them" Zahra insisted.

Rahul sighed. He knew that his wife had the same stubbornness as him. It was useless for him to persuade or argue with the woman.

"Yes already then. Let me just grab some mineral water in the car" Rahul got in the car for a moment. He returned with a bottle of mineral water.

"Here, drink it" Rahul unscrewed the bottle and handed it to Zahra.

"Thank you" Zahra received the bottle and immediately gulped down the contents.

"Aren't you sick?"

"No, my dear. Brother just had a little headache. It's okay now. Let's go on" replied Zahra with a smile to endure the pain.

"Sir, how about we learn Indonesian now? There are now Kak Rahul and Kak Shreya. So someone taught us"

"Can. How about we learn about the topic.... A fairy-tale? Brother wants to see which one of you is the best at telling fairy tales. Later Brother give me a gift"

Zahra's proposal made the atmosphere instantly became excited and boisterous by the cries of all the children were so enthusiastic. Make Rahul come to call out to calm the situation.

"Quiet everyone! We asked Shreya first. What a reward for the person who is the most good at storytelling. So that we all become excited in reading the fairy tale" Rahul glanced at Zahra.

"Yes Brother Shreya. What gift do we get?"

Zahra seemed to think for a moment before answering. "Mmmm.... How about you guys give you a present.... Ice cream or chocolate? Agreed?"

"Agreed!!" They shouted back to give a simultaneous answer.

"Is that all? There's nothing else?" Ask Rahul.

"What is most loved by children their age, if not ice cream or chocolate?"

"It looks like you've forgotten one thing"

"What?"

"That little boy, he really liked what he called affection and love"

"meaning?"

"Yes, in addition to sweet food or snacks, they also really like the name of a kiss full of love"

"So you mean, I should kiss them?" Zahra asked confusedly.

Rahul raised his eyebrows. "Yes, that's how it is" Then he glanced at the children. Trying to provoke them. "How's adek-adek? You want to not, kissed by Brother Shreya as one of the gifts, for you who can tell a fairy tale very well?"

"May also that. Kan Kak Shreya is beautiful"

"So besides getting ice cream and chocolate, we also get a kiss from Kak Shreya too huh? It's cool!" The atmosphere was boisterous again by the enthusiasm of plain children who accepted Rahul's idea.