The Cost of Trust

Unfasted

Evening came, the stall was closed and the three of us had gathered at home. Thank God, Diaz wasn't as fussy this afternoon. Diaz had started to sleep soundly when she was nine at night.

"Dek...!", whispered Aziz.

"What?", I asked as I folded Diaz's clothes.

"Ayookk.!", said the spoiled Aziz mas.

"Come what?"tanyaku pretend even though mah nanggung aja lipet dress the bayik.

"Break the deck. The slow deck. Come on, it's time to break the fast, right?"

"It's late in the afternoon!", I said slowly.

"What afternoon? It's nine o'clock past you!", Aziz confirmed his sitting position.

"Yes, briefly. A little more done this finish Diaz's shirt."

"Old!"

"Prophe dong mas!"

Aziz approached me. Helping me fold Diaz's clothes isn't really much.

"It's over, isn't it?", she asked.

"Yes.lazy has helped. But I want to go to Diaz mas's closet."

"Just like!", Aziz kept Diaz's clothes in his closet.

"Not a reason anymore!"

Aziz directly overtook me. I just chuckled amusedly at his behavior.

"Why laugh like that?"

"You're funny!"

"Kok funny?"

"Yes, it's funny!"

"Udah ah is up to the important iftar!"

We started a hot scene with the two of us, hopefully Diaz doesn't see your parents.

"Sick to know!"

"Yes, sorry!"

"Anytime, huh?"

"No. Two months means twice!"

"But the stitches still hurt mas."

"Later play slowly on deck. Diaz is not awake yet!"

Aziz started the action again. Two months was a very long time for him to do this with his wife. Finally the time for breaking the fast arrived. It didn't change even though Diandra had given birth to a child.

"Mas..", I whispered slowly.

"Hum...!"

"I want to wake up!"

"Why are you?", Aziz put his hand on my stomach.

"You're clean first, I'm afraid Diaz's up!"

"I still want another deck!"

"Huh? No...no!"

"Come deck!"

"Crazy for ndro?!"

"Mas, I'm going to go to the bathroom. kebelet peed."

Aziz finally let go of his embrace.

I half ran towards the bathroom, not only because of the pee keblet but because there was not a single thread covering my body. I don't know where Aziz threw away my clothes. In addition Asiku has spilled everywhere.

Didn't Diaz wake up?

After the shower, I approached Diaz. He's still lured in with his position. I rubbed his chubby cheek, making me unable to kiss him.

Diaz, you've brought your mother and father back together, son. Thanks though. Your presence makes things better.

I lifted her from her box, I woke Diaz up to suckle her. Sure enough, when I proffer ***** I diaz directly devoured it.

I'm breastfeeding in my bed. I saw the faces of my husband and son alternating. They look very similar. Let their faces look alike, for they have the same blood as long as they do not follow the behavior of your father.

Aziz rubbed his eyes. Back to the head of the bed. Grabbing my wet hair.

"Yes." Yeah."

"It's not cold?"

"No, use the water."

"Eihh...daddy's son again***** yes dear yes...now ration****** is the same you Diaz, father is not part!"

"Hush! You are, if you like it carelessly!"

Seeing both parents quarrel like that makes the baby who has not even two months old was smiling even though still with a nursing position.

"Aren't you, same as Diaz?"

"Hehehe yes unfortunately father.", Aziz rubbed his son's hair.

"Daddy...!"

"Hum..!"

"Diaz a year, do we make adek yuk?"

"Huh? Not ah. Poor me, though!"

"Why the hell? Let's bother the rich that people like to say."

"I'm just afraid, Diaz will lack attention. That's all."

"So, when?"

"Perhaps, just like Diaz is TK."

"Old dong deck...!"

"It's okay, at least Diaz is independent."

"Owh.so yeah."

"Udah sana bebersih first mas. I'll be at twelve o'clock!"

"Yes baby....!"

Aziz left us both in bed. Diaz is back to sleep after full feeding. I put Diaz back in her box. Along with Aziz who came out of the bathroom.

Aziz came back to me.

"Sir, we sleep yuk!"

"Yes." Yeah."

We both went to our bed. Mas Aziz hugged me tightly this time. He's not worried if his sister wakes up any time, I'm ready to wear. Not like yesterday.

******

At the hospital at the time...

"Yes Bah, Fai has taken X-rays of Umi. It's coming home."

Fai hung up his phone. He walked to the loby. He accidentally caught the face of someone he loved dearly, Diandra. Why is Dian only alone with Diaz? Where is Aziz or Mima maybe?

Out of curiosity, I also wanted to approach her. Unfortunately I lost quickly.a beautiful woman stood in front of diandra. I put on a mask and sat on the bench waiting to hear their conversation. Forgive me, God? Whisper Fai.

"Hi honey candidate!", greet lilies.

What's he saying, honey candidate? Mumam Fai's.

"How confident are you, lili?"

Oh.the name's lili.

"I'm surprised to see you Di, you still want to be the same man who has slept with me!"

"I'm more surprised by you mbak, already know that Aziz mas the married man is still expecting Aziz mas."

What did he say just now? Ever slept with her? Ask Inner Fai again.

"Lili!", suddenly Aziz approached them.

"Don't bother my family anymore. Not enough you ever screwed up our family?"

"Mas.do not get angry so ah.." said the spoiled lili. Spontaneous Aziz removed his hand from the lily.

"Let's get our deck home!"

Aziz and Diandra went hand in hand.

"Did you forget yesterday's events ?mas?", shouted lili again.

"What was the matter?", asked Diandra who was walking in front of me.

"No need to worry about unimportant chatter!"

I know now, Aziz once betrayed Diandra. Get ready Aziz! Mumam Fai's.