The Holy Love of Amayra

Chapter 258. Time pass

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"Fania?" welcome Amayra to her friend.

Why can Fania be the same sister Bima huh?

"Hi May," Fania did not dare to look at Amayra, she looked embarrassed.

"Mayra's theme, huh? Come on in, please sit down." Nilam also welcomed the friendly Fania who was known as Amayra's friend.

"Yes, thanks Auntie." Fania stepped in timidly, she sat on the sofa that was there. Bima was also sitting next to him, Fania was getting embarrassed especially when Amayra and Nilam looked at her in surprise.

Why does Bima stick with her friend Amayra?. Nilam wondered in his heart.

What's with this mood? Why is Bima like that?. Amayra also questioned the same thing.

"Ma, where's papa?" Bima asked Nilam with a serious face.

Nilam said, "Papa you, he's in-"

"Papa here Bim, what's wrong?" Cakra's question made Nilam's speech cut off. The middle-aged man was coming down the stairs.

"Goddess! Make drinks for two!" Shouting Nilam at his assistant who was in the kitchen, Zayn was still on his lap.

"Good madam!" Goddess in the Kitchen.

Cakra approached Bima and everyone who was there. Cakra sat on the sofa, staring at the serious-faced Bima. "What's Bim doing?"

"Pa, Bima would like to ask permission papa!" Excited Bima while holding Fania's hand. Fania looked at Bima, she was shocked by Bima's hand grip.

Bima Mas, so ashamed to be seen by everyone.

"Yes, what permission?" ask Cakra while looking at the hand of Bima who grasped Fania's hand.

Bima who always refuses to be close to women, why is she holding hands with this woman? Did my eyes see wrong?

"Pa, please help me apply Fania to her mother" Bima said seriously to her papa.

Cakra, Nilam, Amayra was stunned when she heard Bima's words about proposing to Fania. Cakra even choked on his own saliva.

Fania in Lamar same brother Bima? Since when are they close? Is it because of debt problems?. Amayra's lips curled when she heard it. He could not believe hearing the word marriage from the mouth of Bima.

"Mom, are you serious about what you say?" Ask Cakra seriously to his son.

"Yes pa, Bima wants to propose to Fania and we will get married" Bima said without a doubt.

"Fania, do you agree? You weren't forced by Bima, were you?" Ask Cakra to Fania.

"Lad..."

"Yes om, I like Pak Bima." replied Fania with a shy smile.

Cakra saw the seriousness on the faces of Bima and Fania. She and Nilam agree because they know Fania is a good boy, a close friend of Anna and Amayra as well.

They also congratulated Fania and Bima, without lingering Bima also held a simple marriage with Fania. After marriage, Bima invited Fania to move to another city because Bima had gotten the job she wanted in another city.

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No time passed, 6 years later. It was a sunny morning at the Calabrian family home, a Sunday where Amayra, Satria and her two children stayed.

"Mas, let's wake up.don't be lazy again, pamali loh mas sleep after dawn." said Amayra while shaking her husband's body.

"Honey, I still want bobo.let me bobo longer, it's a holiday. Last night I stayed up late due to surgery, "Satria slept on her stomach, indicating that she was tired.

"Haaahhh. You'll have to have breakfast, ma'am."

"Remain dear.10 minutes I wake up," replied the man in a raucous voice, tired.

"Zahwa! This is mine, you're a bad boy!" A child's voice was heard screaming from outside the room.

Satria immediately opened her eyes slightly, she recognized the voice well. "That must be Zayn."

"He must have bullied his sister again. Ckckck..let me see 'em mas, you're bobo."

"OK Bu guyuu.. If there's anything you call me?" Satria closed her eyes again, she was very tired and heavy to open her eyes.

Amayra went out of her room, she walked towards the origin of the sound. In the middle of the house, he saw a red-hijabed girl and a handsome boy fighting over a tablet.

"What's this about? Why are you fighting again? Hem?" Amayra put her hands on her waist, she stared intently at Zayn and Zahwa who were now growing up. They are 6 years old.

"Ma, look at Zahwa.he's bothering me again ma.." Zayn approached Amayra and hugged her mother, she complained.

"Zaha..." Amayra looked at her daughter.

"I just want to pinch the tablet! I don't bother Zayn's sister" replied the girl with her innocent face. But that innocent face was not what it seemed.

"Lied ma! Zahwa did not borrow the tablet, but took it by force. I haven't borrowed it yet, he's taken it. Zahwa also tickled my ears with chicken feathers, ma!" Said Zayn while complaining to his mother.

The two children stared at each other intently, unwilling to lose. They always fight because of small problems, more precisely Zahwa who is always nosy to her brother.

"I-that's it. I didn't say it," Zahwa did not dare to speak, he lowered his head while playing his thumb nails.

Amayra smiled, she saw Zahwa's habit if she lied she would definitely play her fingernails. "Zahwa, what did mama ever say? Do not lie, son, remember not the Qur'an of the Epistle of An-nahl verse 105, Verily those who fabricate lies are only those who do not believe in the verses of Allah, and they are liars. Do you want to be called an unbeliever?"

"That's my mom!" Zayn said as he stuck out his tongue mocking Zahwa. "Ra-sa-in.." whispered Zayn to Zahwa.

Zahwa was silent in fact he was holding back his annoyance, he lowered his head while being advised by his mother.

"Zayn, you can't be stingy with your sister either! If your sister wants to borrow something, you lend it to her. Come quickly sorry, can't fight, son?" Amayra asked her twins to forgive each other.

Zahwa and Zayn fell silent, and they looked away from each other.

"Astagfirulabadzim, Zayn... The zahwa? Mama said what, come on, excuse me?" Amayra stared intently at the two children.

Geez Zayn and Zahwa are twins but fighting continues. Different from Bima and Satria, they get along well!

Zahwa and Zayn shook hands.

"Zahwa.sorry yes," said Zayn starting the apology first.

"Zayn, I'm sorry, too,"

"Call me brother!" Zayn said angrily again to Zahwa.

"You are only 2 hours different from me, we were born on the same day" replied Zahwa who refused to call brother to Zayn.

"What's? Basic Kalima Zahwa Jawharah!!' zayn shouted furiously. He kept the tablet and pushed his sister.

Zayn had never done that before, Amayra was surprised. "Hey! Why are you fighting again? Astagfirullah!" Amayra tried to separate the two but she struggled because both of her children were very agile.

Zahwa and Zayn held each other, they embraced the body with emotion. Finally Zayn who lost to Zahwa, the boy fell first to the floor. "Bweee..bweee..." Zahwa taunts Zayn by sticking out his tongue.

"Mom.. huuu.hu..." Zayn was crying.

Amayra patted her eel, the morning she was dizzy by the behavior of her twins. "Zayn, you don't cry, son..."

A tall boy walked down the stairs. He was about 12-13 years old, his face looked very handsome. When she smiled, both dimples of her cheeks were visible.

"Did Zayn and Zahwa fight again, Auntie?"

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