The Crack of a Glass

Bonchap 12

Away from the city of A precisely in the city of M, since then Nadirah ma continued to accompany Azzura in his room.

"Where are you guys?! Kok clock like this has not returned home too," muttered bu Nadirah while directing his gaze towards the wall clock.

A second later, he approached Fattah Faatih who was playing beside the bed.

"Well," Zu said in a soft voice. "Don't worry so, maybe Mas Genta has a sudden affair."

"How can you not be anxious, son if you are sick again this way he still has not come home" said Miss Nadirah.

"It's okay, Mah. This is due to the innate orok," Zu replied with a smile.

Madam Nadirah then sat next to her and stroked her daughter-in-law's head fondly. Grateful and happy because soon he will have a fourth grandson.

Not long after, Ayya entered the room while carrying a tray.

"Bun, Ayya bring warm tea and food for Mother" said Ayya as she approached the mother. "Ayya has also made milk for grandpa."

"MasyaAllah .. thank you, dear," said Zu feeling moved.

"Sama-sama, Mother," Ayya replied and then invited Fattah Faatih to go up to the bed of the mother and give a bottle of milk to her sisters.

"Honey, where's Dedek Devan, son?" ask Zu.

"There's under the same bi Titin, Bun. Again his job. It might be over again" Ayya explained.

Azzura stared probing at the eldest daughter with a faint smile. He can already guess if Ayya must be threatening Devan again.

"Hmm .. Let's guess," said Zu and then chuckled.

"Surely Brother threatened her again right? If the PR is not finished, you should not go to your room. Really no?"

Laughing Ayya nodded slowly while stroking the hair of her twin sister who was sipping milk.

Ayya's assertive nature is very dominating from the nature possessed by Genta. It was precisely his attitude that made Azzura proud of his daughter because it was not easily suppressed.

"Honey, you should eat first" said Miss Nadirah. "Mama go down first, you guys want to accompany Devan."

Azzura nodded slowly and looked at his children.

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Because of her invitation rejected by Yoga, Syakila chose to take a walk to a shopping mall to entertain herself.

While stepping slowly, he occasionally glanced at some of the clothing galleries in the mall. Syakila continued to swing her footsteps.

Until he stopped right at one of the eating places in the mall. He ordered food while waiting.

After a few minutes of waiting, the food order was finally delivered. He took the tray of food to one of the empty tables.

Syakila began eating her food alone. Sometimes he reviews a smile when he finds several pairs of lovers who look friendly.

"Haaah .. so cute! Why should we see these people making fun. Not halal yet. The turn was left just a cry of surprise," Sha grumbled in her heart and then rolled her eyes lazily.

"Yes?!" The greeting instantly made his forehead shrivel. He also looked back. When he found out it was his ex-fiancee he was back facing the front of his desk.

"Hadeeeh ... Why meet that bastard here? Is he stalking me? Ignore it," Inner Sya.

Without her consent, Bram sat down next to her and looked at her. While those who are seen look indifferent while chewing their food.

"Only alone?" ask Bram.

There was no answer but she looked indifferent. Even he seemed to be caught off guard with the crossbred man.

"Yes?! Can we talk? Please don't cuddle me like this" Bram continued.

Stay same. Syakila remained silent a thousand languages while enjoying her food regardless of what Bram said.

Seeing Syakila remain silent and reluctant to answer him, Bram clasped his fingers. Just contact it made Syakila look at him with a furious feeling.

"No release?!!" the upset.

Inevitably Bram released his hand from Syakila.

"Yes .. please excuse me. Give me a chance to change and repair our relationship again. I promise I won't do it again" said Bram.

Hearing the sentence that escaped from Bram's lips, Syakila smiled sinisterly as if mocking.

"Sorry ...? Opportunity ...? Repairing our relationship ...? Did I hear wrong?!" sya said cynically then looked at him with a sharp gaze drawn.

"Yes .." said Bram.

"Are you aware of what you just said? One year we were in an engagement. I've been loyal enough and trust you so much .. But what reply? you're HAVING AN AFFAIR," pressed Sya. "Even catch you in an illicit relationship with that woman of your affair."

"If you were in my position ... How would you feel?" ask Sya in a cold tone.

Hygiene ...

Bram immediately bowed lethargic unable to answer Syakila's words. He realized that he was wrong. Bram looked up again as he looked at the long haired girl.

As the two were both silent, the voice of someone instantly turned Bram's gaze towards the source of the sound.

"Close," heed.

While Syakila looked indifferent. He continued eating.

Shortly after Close approached Bram, he sat in one of the empty seats.

"Sorry, am I bothering you?" ask Close with a smile.

"Yes, as well as a business partner," answered Close and then looked at Bram who had been silent since.

A few minutes later after finishing her meal, Syakila chose to say goodbye to the two.

After Syakila died, Close chuckled at his business partner who seemed to continue to pay attention to the departure of his ex-fiancee.

"What's wrong? Why look at him like that?" search Close.

Instead of answering, Bram asked him back to his friend and business partner.

"By the way ... What business are you doing in this town?"

"My family and I will attend my cousin's wedding reception tomorrow. All right, I'd like to meet one of my friends who works at a mental hospital in this town" Close said.

"That's yes ...?"

The two continued the casual conversation at that place.

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Several hours passed when Genta arrived home, the clock had shown at nine past thirty minutes.

when he opened the door, a feeling of guilt instantly enveloped him. How not Azzura was waiting for him on the living room sofa while asleep.

"Honey .." whispered shortly after being right in front of his wife. "Why are you sleeping here while you are sick again" whispered Genta again then peeked and stroked Azzura's stomach.

Azzura pricked and slowly sat himself down. Looking at her husband's face crouching in front of her.

Hugging him tightly while whispering, "Tumben Mas came home late like this? Is there any sudden business?"

Genta nodded and felt guilty for his wife. "Sorry, I've made you worry like this" said Genta.

"G-Suit this ...?" zu asked as he realized the clothes his husband was wearing were fighter pilots' special uniforms.

"Yes .. earlier, mas and several teams are conducting maneuvering exercises for the TNI HUT event later," explained Genta with a smile. "That's why I came home this late because there were some important things we discussed before we got home."

Azzura tightened her arms and cried. Imagine if something happened to her husband.

"Honey," whispered Genta to his wife's comfort.

"I'm afraid if anything happens to Mas" Zu replied.

"Goddessa .. will not be dear. Already ... come on, let's go to the room," Genta invited and then unraveled the deck.

Once the two were inside the room, Genta went straight to the dressing room. Azzura chose to sit on the side of the bed.

While waiting for her husband to clean up, Azzura went back to the first floor to make coffee.

A few minutes later, he returned to the room after brewing coffee and placed it on the sofa table.

He sat himself in the sofa room while waiting for Genta to finish bathing. Soon Genta approached him and joined him on the sofa.

"What about the kids today? Mama must have been really upset at that. Don't you?" guess Genta and answered with a nod.

"Alhamdulillah .. The children are fine, they get along. The twins are not fussy either. It's just that both of them had time to find Mas's whereabouts," explained Zu.

"Thank God, thank God" whispered Genta, bringing Azzura into his arms.

"Have you eaten?" ask Zu.

"Yes." Yeah."

"She prayed?" ask Zu again.

"Already, with the friends before going home," concluded Genta and then kissed his forehead.

The two continued chatting leisurely until finally the drowsiness began to attack

Azzuras.

"Darling, sleep. Mas wants to see the children first" exclaimed Genta and was answered with a nod by Azzura.

After making sure Azzura lay down, Genta approached the door and opened it. He began to enter the children's room and then gave a kiss. Habits he often does to his children.

When he was in Devan's room, he stared fixedly at his son's face that looked so calm.

"May you forgive daddy Johan my son. Because my father and mother never held a grudge against him. We are just disappointed that he abandoned you and your real mother" Genta said softly.

A month after Azzura had vented his emotions on Johan, the man came to him and Genta.

Apologizing while resting at the feet of Genta and Azzura. Because it is not hearty that Genta finally began to soften.

Although his heart still ached as he recalled his actions that had ignored Nina while pregnant, his instincts as a father were called to forgive.

Genta gives Johan the freedom to meet Devan whenever he wants. But Genta also often reminded him if he had to be ready to give the right answer later.

After being satisfied in Devan's room, Genta returned to the room and also lay down next to Azzura.

"It was so good to sleep" whispered Genta, then gave a kiss on his forehead and then went down into his wife's stomach. "Be healthy right there, son," whispered Genta again.

"I'm sorry, if you've been ignoring yourself all day." Genta again stroked his wife's shady face and took her into his arms.

"Maaaas" whined Zu when she realized she was now in the arms of her husband.

"Sleep, I'm not going to fuck. Lagian mas is also very tired," said Genta with a thin smile.

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