The Crack of a Glass

Bonchap 17's

Airports in A ...

Thirty minutes before the Azzura and Genta landing plane, Close was in the airport lounge.

After waiting since then, the person he was waiting for finally seemed to wave his hand towards him.

His smile immediately expanded perfectly looking at the married couple who were approaching him.

Close," said Genta and Azzura just after the two approached. "How are you?" ask Genta.

"Well, Genta, Zu," Close replied, then stroked the back of Faatih, who was being carried by Azzura. "Devan and Ayya aren't there?"

"They don't want to, he said there's no friend bi Titin. At this time they are in my mother's house" replied Genta.

"That's yes .. yuk," he asked.

After that Close helped push the suitcase towards his parked car.

As soon as they sat in the car, Close asked, "You want to go straight to the hotel or to Yoga's apartment first?"

"We should go to the Yoga apartment first. Your uncle must be waiting" said Zu.

"All right," Close replied and started driving to Yoga's apartment.

Along the way, the three chatted casually, occasionally Close laughed as he was teased by Zu. There is a happiness that he feels when he can directly interact with a husband and wife.

Sometimes he stole a look at his ex-wife through the middle rearview mirror.

"Why when we are separated, this relationship even feels closer. Can I escape the shadow of your shady face, Zu?"

After traveling for about an hour, they finally arrived at the Yoga apartment building.

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Shortly after being at the door of the unit, Azzura rang the doorbell and greeted him. Shortly after, the door opened.

"Honey, Genta, Close, let's go in, son," said the mother and grabbed the still-sleeping Faatih in Azzura's arms.

"Loh, Devan and Ayya tumben did not come," asked Prasetya who had just come out of the room.

"They don't want to, Uncle," Zu replied and walked up to him.

So shady he immediately rushed into the middle-aged man's arms. Seeing his wife's behavior, Genta just shook his head and chuckled.

"Uncle Pras, I have not hugged you for a long time" he whispered, looking up at Mr. Prasetya's face.

"Don't hug him for long, there will be jealous," replied Prasetya then chuckled.

Both of them laughed and felt funny. After taking off his arms, Prasetya approached Genta and Close who were sitting on the sofa.

While Azzura chose to enter the guest room where Fattah Faatih was with Fahira's mother.

"Bun," said Zu.

Mother Fahira immediately turned to her and reviewed the smile. "Come here, son," he asked.

Azzura obediently sat down next to her and embraced the mother of Yoga.

"Mother has good news that will surely make you happy."

"really?" ask Zu.

"Yes ... God willing in the near future Yoga will get married. In a few days we'll come to propose to the girl" she explained.

"Really, Bun?!" pekik Zu was excited and answered with a nod of the head by mother Fahira. "Alhamdulillah .. finally my fake husband met his soul mate, too" Zu licked and laughed.

Hearing Azzura's words, Fahira's mother laughed. A second later he immediately hugged her while stroking her back affectionately.

"Rest with Fattah Faatih here, you must be tired," exclaimed mother and took off her arms.

"Yes, Bun, my head is also dizzy again" I Zu then laid his body beside his son.

While in the living room, Genta, Close and Mr. Prasetya were chatting casually. Every now and then the voices of the three men of different ages filled the room.

A few minutes later, Mother Fahira approached the three while carrying a tray.

"It looks very exciting chatter," said the mother while presenting warm coffee on the sofa table.

"If it is related to the secret of men, mother can also guess," quipped mother then pinch her thigh.

Genta again laughed at the insinuation. He grabbed the cup and gulped his coffee.

"More, Azzura ..."

"Maybe it's sleeping, he said his head was dizzy," interrupted the mother quickly.

"Every day the complaints must be dizzy," said Genta. "Just like the time of the first pregnancy, in this pregnancy too, the complaint is the same. It's just that I'm not being bullied like before."

"Alhamdulillah," said the mother and Mr. Prasetya alternately.

Hearing Azzura get pregnant again, instantly made Close's heart melt. Again his regret enveloped him.

Recollecting his words and accusations against Azzura at that time as he stomped on his stomach without mercy.

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A few hours passed ...

Genta and Azzura are in one of the hotel rooms. Both of them accompanied their son to play.

While Close chose to go to one of the resorts after delivering Genta and Azzura in a hotel room.

"Mas," called Zu as he took off his face.

The clapper immediately moved from its crater and approached the wife who was now sitting at the side of the bed.

"What's wrong?"

"Since from the Yoga apartment, I saw Close daydreaming a lot. Is she okay? Honestly, I'm a little worried about him, Mom," I'm Zu.

Genta immediately embraced the wife's shoulder and stroked her hair. Both of them looked at Fattah Faatih who was playing while laughing.

"Honey .. it's good if you invite her to talk to him while encouraging him. I feel like he needs you."

Azzura shook and seemed to think. He wondered when Close was in the Yoga practice room.

Especially before Close had experienced depression and had been treated at a mental hospital in the city of J.

"Does this have anything to do with his psyche?" inner Zu.

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While in a different place, Yoga was waiting for Rissa at Azkiya Resto for lunch.

While waiting, he was seen replying to each other with his brother. His smile had been etched on his face ever since.

Plaque ...!

He immediately jumped in shock when he felt his shoulder being patted hard. When he turned around, he immediately chuckled.

"Rissa, my heart feels like it's getting taken out!" he said as he rubbed his chest and put his phone on the table.

"That's all in shock" led Rissa then landed her butt in one of the empty seats.

Yoga again chuckled while looking at him fixedly.

"What if I die suddenly from shock? Haah I don't want to die because it's not married yet," he licked and was greeted with laughter by Rissa.

"By the way, sorry I was a little late because there was a sudden business on campus earlier," said Rissa.

"It's okay I understand, really. Yes, we should order food first because my stomach is hungry."

Rissa simply nodded then called out to one of the restaurant maids.

Once they finished ordering the food, the two resumed the conversation. Discussing the plan for day H both.

Discussing that, Yoga is the one who looks very enthusiastic and excited to make Rissa occasionally misbehaved and blushed embarrassed.

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