The Crack of a Glass

93. Who's the lucky girl ...?

While waiting for Azzura, Yoga approached Devan who was playing with Dita, Novia and Nenra.

"Can I come play?" his permission with a smile as he stroked the handsome boy's head.

Devan just nodded then gave his toy to Yoga even returned his smile. A second later the boy stroked the psychologist's handsome face.

"May you know what his name is?" tanya Yoga in a gentle tone while feeling anxious with the boy.

"Devan, Uncle," he said shyly.

Unable to hold back, Yoga immediately took her into his arms because she felt anxious. Just the two's behavior made Farhan and Nanda astonished.

"Well, Ga. .. it turns out you have a special attraction," said Farhan.

"What's the matter, brother?"

"When we first met, Devan didn't want to get close to us" he explained.

Yoga chuckled and then looked back at the boy's face. "You don't want to go for a walk? Together with Dedek Dita, Novia's sister and Nendra's sister?" bejuk Yoga.

"Mother not invited?" tanyakanya.

Yoga reviews the smile while pinching the squash cheeks of Devan. "Take dong," Yoga replied with a smile of prayer.

So she called Zu a MOTHER?

Yoga glanced at Azzura and her sister and looked back at Devan's face.

Looking at the interaction of Yoga and Devan, Nella felt agitated. Not usually Devan can be directly familiar with someone.

"Sister." Azzura patted his back. "Coffee and tea are already. Come to the lounge."

"First, I want to go to the toilet first" he said. As soon as Azzura left it he went straight to the toilet adjacent to the kitchen.

Seeing Azzura carrying a tray, Prasetya continued to look at him as well as Yoga. While Nanda could only smile because she saw her husband's best friend was so excited.

"Naaahh .. This is a special coffee made by Azzura for you," he chuckled. "Yuk, tasted while still an angel. If you knew you and uncle would be here, me and Nanda would definitely make a special cake for you both."

"We wanted to go straight home but Yoga wanted to come here first." Farhan glanced at the sister and then chuckled.

Azzura immediately turned his gaze towards Yoga and then commented a smile. After that, he approached Devan, Dita, Nenra and Novia.

"Zu," reprimand Yoga.

"What's wrong?" reply with a soft tone.

"What if it's a short night, we go on a night tour like that?" his proposal.

Azzura recalled that moment. He laughed and patted her shoulder. After that, it made Prasetya, Farhan and Nanda furrow their eyebrows.

"But .. This time we're going through a rame-rame. With Nanda, Brother Farhan and sister Nella with the kids."

Azzura just nodded in agreement. Nella joined shortly. Their conversation continues. Long enough they chatted casually even occasionally throw jokes at each other.

Two hours passed ...

They decided to go home after lunch at the house. After a long time, finally Yoga, Farhan and Pak Prasetya can again feel the cuisine of the hijab girl.

"Zu, we go home first. Don't forget to call me if you're going on a night tour, tonight" Yoga said.

"All right."

Yoga bent his body and stroked Devan's head fondly. "Uncle, go home first, yes" he whispered and replied with a nod.

After that Mr. Prasetya approached him and carried him. "Do you want a grandpa?" asked Prasetya and then kissed his cheek.

Devan shook his head while playing the button of the middle-aged man's shirt. Mr. Prasetya reviewed a smile and then looked at Azzura.

"Uncle," he said softly with teary eyes and wrapped his arms around her and Devan.

His longing for the father figure he can always feel from the man since long ago until now.

"Zu .. don't cry" whispered Mr. Prasetya as he stroked his back fondly.

Seeing the closeness of Azzura and her father, Nella felt more guilty. He only knew that during this time Azzura was on good terms with his parents and younger siblings.

Fifteen minutes passed ....

After they died, Azzura returned to the lounge and sat down next to his best friend. His longing for the two figures of men of different ages was immediately treated.

"Mother."

"Hmm, what's wrong? Why is your face so sad?" search Nanda.

"Somehow do I explain to Yoga ...." Azzura did not continue his sentence.

Instantly Nanda straightened up with eyebrows that were linked to each other and stared fixedly at his best friend. "You mean?"

Azzura immediately clasped Dita's mother's hand. His eyes are starting to glaze over.

"Actually my purpose in this city, besides covering my mother's grave, I would like to send you all my wedding invitations. My wedding's gonna be in a week's time in M."

"What?!!!" pekik Nanda was surprised. "Then what about Yoga, Zu?!!"

Azzura shook his eyes. A second later Nanda hugged her with a sad feeling.

"Dn ... I'm not really going to question any man of your choice, as long as you don't have to."

Azzura shook his head slowly. "No Nanda, precisely this man of my choice is truly a sincere man. I was hesitant because I was thinking about yoga. But after the Istikharah prayer, it turns out he is the right man for me."

Azzura also told all about Genta without anything he covered on his best friend. After hearing the words from Azzura, Nanda nodded in understanding.

But still on the other hand he felt compassion for Yoga.

"I want you all to be present at my wedding. Because you are my family now," Zu said in a soft voice.

"I'll tell you the good news to uncle, mother, Yoga, Brother Farhan tomorrow."

Nanda just nodded then grasped his best friend's fingers while staring at the ring that coiled on his ring finger.

"Zu, as a friend, I'm happy for you. May you be happy with your second marriage," said Nanda sincerely and hugged him while feeling moved.

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Afternoon ...

Before going to Azzura's house, Genta first stopped by Mr. Prasetya's residence with his daughter.

"Assalamu'alaikum," he said and Ayya alternated.

"Waa'laikumsalam," replied Fahira, Prasetya and Nella. "Genta, Ayya." Mother Fahira called him and then reviewed the smile.

"Well, Bang, unlike usual Bang Genta's face sparkled happily. What was? Is there any happy news?" goda Yoga then chuckled.

While Nella who was sitting in one corner of the sofa, could only look at the two men. He chose to sit down while playing his phone.

"You happen to ask" said Genta with a gentle smile. "I'm going to this city and want to give you happy news and invite you to my wedding later."

"Alhamdulillah" said Prasetya and Fahira's mother.

"I'm curious... Who's the lucky girl, Bang? A cold man like Abang could finally melt too on the girl," asked Yoga.

Again the corners of his lips formed an arch. "Nella knew him too."

"Really Brother?!" cecar Yoga then directed his gaze towards the older brother.

Nella immediately looked at the two alternately and nodded slowly.

"Surely she's a special girl. Just tell me what the name of that lucky girl is, Bang." Yoga is getting curious.

"The beautiful-eyed hijab-wearing girl, her name is AZZURA ZAHRA ..."

Deg ...

Yoga is directly on the spot. His tongue was suddenly speechless. His chest immediately felt tight.

While Nella can only be bowed lethargic while feeling guilty.

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