The Bridesmaid 2 (When the Most Beautiful Former Returns)

Pleasantly

"Darling, you're not overtime today, are you?" asked Ningsih by phone call to Zifa.

"Not really Ma!" answer Zifa. "What's the matter, Ma?" continued.

"Emm, you're home fast. Anyway, before Maghrib you were here!"

Zifa let out a slow breath. "And usually it's Ma. Why the hell? Do not make Zi curious deh Ma" said Zifa a little annoyed.

"Udah, you'll know for yourself. Mama matain well connection, because Mama just want to tell you that"

Zifa shook her head slowly at her mother's behavior. The woman seemed to be happy to hear from her cheerful voice earlier.

Like his mother said, he came home on time. Zifa entering her quiet home made the girl frown in wonder.

"Mom why tell me to come home fast if the house is quiet? Where are the house people going?" muttered.

Zifa heard a noise in the kitchen, making her understand that she was cooking. Zifa decided to go to the kitchen first, the girl happened to be thirsty.

Zifa gave a startled shriek as she saw who was cooking with her Mama. Zifa's screeches also certainly made the three women surprised and turned to look at him.

"Tante Wita, Mami Tania! When did you come" asked Zifa as she hugged the two women.

"Come on, baby!" wita and Tania said almost together.

"Unexpectedly well, now Zi is big. Formerly who likes to cry for buying toys with ice cream, now you can buy anything yourself because it has worked" Tania recalled holding her nephew's cheek.

"Yes. Aunt also remember very long ago you like to whine to be carried by Om Novalmu if again scolded by your Mama when we gather" Wita also gently rattled Zifa's hair. The two women loved Zifa like their own children.

"Don't, Mommy!" whinek Zifa to Tania and immediately get a sneer from Ningsih. "Ngapain whining that way, it's not cute!" Tania and Wita laughed again while Ningsih further advanced her lips.

"No, Mom was joking. Want you not to be tall even Mami still love" said Tania while pulling Ningsih's nose.

"Thank You Mami. Love Mami more!" he hugged Tania's waist back, making Ningsih slowly shake her child's behavior. While Wita just laughed a little and chose to continue his work.

"Oh yeah, which one is it?" zifa asked, realizing that there were only three women.

"Papa you bertar again go home, Om Noval and Om bimo again rhyme Thea same Deril streets. Because Deril was fussy" replied Ningsih.

Thea and Deril are Wita's children. Actually there is a sad story that Wita has lived before. In the past, it was very difficult to get pregnant. Even at the time of her marriage, she had not been blessed with a child. Eventually Wita and Noval decide to raise the child alone, and the child is Thea. Thea is now fifteen years old and has been sitting in the first grade of High School. Unexpectedly, it was a miracle. When she was forty-two years old, Wita had a boy, and that was Deril. Now the boy is around three years old if Zifa is not wrong because the girl also has never seen him directly. You know, as long as he stays away from his family and only comes home occasionally.

Unlike Tania, the woman only had one child. Bya. Byta since High School prefers schools in Japan, away from family. He was the only child. College he still chooses there. In fact, when he graduated he instead of going home instead decided to open a branch of a family-owned company in the country that once colonized Indonesia.

"Yes, if so Zi wants to go upstairs first. Take a shower, just as you're ready" she said.

"Yes" reply to the three.

"Oh well baby, Bita will also come!" ningsih shouted as Zifa was already coming out of the kitchen door. Zifa stopped her steps and turned back to the three bayah women who were still very beautiful.

"Just right Ma? Mami's right? Aunty? Is that true?" he asked them questions one by one to convince them. "Yes baby!" answer the three compactly, at that time also Zifa jumped pleasure. In fact he immediately ran towards his room in excitement while occasionally humming a little. Well, he hadn't seen his cousin in a long time.

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