The Love Of Aurora
Part 107's
Morning is approaching. A spray of morning sunlight penetrates through the curtain slit. Two people are still soundly asleep with positions facing each other. The man who had actually woken up an hour ago, increasingly tightened his embrace on the woman who was still unconscious if the man slept with her last night.
Until in the end the woman slightly stretched her body because she felt her movements as if locked. He blinked his eyes many times, feeling the breath of someone who had been sleeping with him.
While the man's hand was tightly coiled in his body, one hand again became the woman's headstool as a substitute for her pillow.
"Oh, no! Since when did he sleep here?" The woman was still stunned as soon as she realized what she had seen this morning.
Ara tried to escape again from her embrace but the man still did not want to wake up as well, which there was a man instead brought Ara's head closer to his chest. Of course the man did so because he only pretended to still be asleep.
"Sister!" Ara made a little angry voice. He did not dare to raise his voice in fear that Ziyyan would wake up.
"Sister Zayn!!" Ara was increasingly made resentful and still could not believe why the man could sleep one mattress with her.
"Goddessaaa.... I'm like a kebo in his sleep!" Umpatnya.
Hearing Ara's rant, Zayn even more tightened his embrace.
"I can't breathe, Brother! My chest's tight!" Ara continued to rebel.
The man still hasn't woken up. Ara was getting more and more upset with him, maybe this last way could wake him up.
Dugs.
"Ouch!" Zayn whimpered in surprise.
The woman's head was deliberately bent violently on the chest of the field of the man who hugged her, so it managed to make her wake up as well.
Zayn pretended to wake up and blinked his eyes. Upon realising it, he put on an innocent smile at Ara who was looking at him so annoyed.
Ara looked at him with her eyeball seeds that were about to explode. "Can he squeak like that?" his mind was cursing, his gaze was getting sharp.
"Mm, I must be dreaming again." the man returned to acting pretending to be dreaming, and he closed his eyes again and carried the woman back into his arms.
"Hey! You are not a dream! You're gonna kill me?" Ara rebelled again because she felt her breathing was a little congested, and Zayn still persisted with her modal acting.
Seeing such Zayn, the woman came up with another idea to reawaken the man. His hands slightly he moved to Zayn's stomach, although in fact he was uncomfortable himself feel the hard muscles of the man's stomach. And....
"Aauw!!!" This time Zayn was really screaming in pain.
A hard pinch actually landed on the man's stomach. And Ara pressed the pinch even more until the man was really willing to take off his embrace.
"Dwearing.... Sick, Ra!" He groaned while rubbing the former female pinch on his stomach.
"RASAINE!" The woman had now managed to escape Zayn's embrace.
Ara shifted her body from Zayn and after that she would sit down but Zayn's hand pulled the woman's arm to make her fall back in his arms.
"No release?!" He was really angry.
"No way!" Zayn relaxed.
"You want me to pinch again, huh?" Ara's hand began to be moved again but Zayn immediately moved quickly holding the woman's hand.
"You?"
Ara slightly nodded. Because he had just realized that Ziyyan was no longer among them.
"Where is Ziyyan?" Ara's question was agitated.
Zayn only gawked for a while without letting go of his possessive embrace. At first glance there was a sound of water flowing from the direction of the bathroom.
"It looks like again in the bathroom. Let's go to sleep again?" Ask him more and more and again closed his eyes.
"What the hell!" Ara grew increasingly furious with the treatment of the man.
"Why do you sleep here? Didn't you sleep outside last night?"
"Eitherway! I don't know either." Zayn said still with his eyes closed.
"Can't you know? Don't tell me you sleepwalk often?" Ask wonder.
"Maybe, may be," he said, more relaxed.
"No way!" Ara still can't believe it.
"Well, if you don't believe." Slowly Zayn relaxed his embrace a little, but apparently the woman did not change her position. Still comfortable in the man's arms.
Of course Ara did not immediately believe it. How could he have sleep walking? Time is it anyway?
Ara only realized that Zayn's embrace was getting loose, so he once again tried to escape from the man's embrace.
"Where are you going?" Zayn held him back again, and the man had now completely opened his eyes.
"I want to take care of Ziyyan," her tone returned to thinness.
A minute later it turned out Ziyyan had come out of the bathroom and immediately smiled happily as soon as she knew her parents were apparently awake.
"Dad.... Mother.." cried Ziyyan as she ran closer to Ara and Zayn.
They both extended their smiles to the boy who had boarded and interjected between his parents who were still lying down.
Of course Zayn asked that was just a stale base. Because actually, he already knew that his son woke up and went into the bathroom.
"Iyyan in the bathroom. Iyyan has washed his face as well as brushing his teeth" he explained while showing off a row of teeth to his parents.
Ara gawked a little at the explanation of her son who apparently had started to study independently.
"Well, Iyyan doesn't smell good?" The boy brought his face closer to Ara, so that his mother would believe that he had really cleaned his teeth.
"Hm... Yes, it smells." Ara praised her son who apparently did not lie with what he had done long in the bathroom.
"Try here. I want to see the smell too." Zayn said.
The boy brought his face closer to Zayn and it turned out that his father immediately kissed Ziyyan's soft cheek.
"Hm... Really fragrant. My father's son is smart, isn't he?" His praise which of course immediately made the boy smile.
"Well, how do you smell?"
The man brought his face closer to Ara and a second later...
Cup.
Zayn's warm kiss landed perfectly on the woman's forehead. Ara was certainly shocked, but somehow she was only made speechless without being able to rebel again after getting morning kiss from the man.
Ziyyan who was then a spectator certainly widened her little smile even more. The boy was very happy to have a complete parent. There was his father and his mother who slept one bed together with him last night.
"Mother still smells huh, Dad? Mother still hasn't washed her face." Kekeh the boy, still continues to sparkle to pay attention to his parents who have been seen getting along.
"Then you have to wash your face first. Release!!" The woman pressed her words in the last sentence while rounding her eyes to Zayn.
Zayn only sneered cunningly, but then he loosened his embrace because he was satisfied to have succeeded in pranking Ara this early.
Eventually the woman had been completely freed from the arms of a shitty man like Zayn. He immediately went to the bathroom to clean his body and did not want to delay any longer to get out of Zayn's apartment immediately after this.
"Ziyyan's hungry isn't she?" Zayn asked as they both waited for Ara to finish from the bathroom.
And the boy just nodded his head.
"Then we ask the mother to cook how? We had breakfast together. There's a father, a mother and Ziyyan." Zayn began to smoke his son's mind, and the boy nodded according to him.
No matter what else he will be considered as a parent who utilizes the existence of his child for the success of his goals. The man did it just for Ziyyan's happiness, and also because the love was still strong he felt for Ara.
Shortly after, Ara was finished from her activities in the bathroom. The woman came out with a fresh face and slightly wet hair at the ends. Making the man barely blink his eyes, fascinated to look at the more beautiful Ara naturally.
"Mother, Iyyan is hungry." The boy's voice managed to disperse Zayn's daydream.
"We have breakfast outside, Ziyyan. Now we have to get home." Ara approached towards Ziyyan who was sitting cross-legged on the bed.
"No want! Iyyan wants to eat here."
At a glance, Zayn's sneaky smile returned to grin at his son's words that were in accordance with his expectations.
"We need to get home soon, Ziyyan. Grandpa and grandma are waiting for us at home."
Of course Ara will continue to persuade her son to obey his words this time. He was no longer willing to linger on one roof with a man who still looked at him very intensely.
"Ara, maybe Ziyyan is really hungry already. He slept first last night, didn't have time to eat, did he?" Zayn tried to seduce her as well, who knows feeling pity and succeed.
Ara also recalled that Ziyyan had fallen asleep before dinner last night. He looked pityfully at Ziyyan, between wanting to obey her breakfast here but his ego was too high for the sake of succumbing to Ziyyan.
"Ziyyan is really hungry?" She hopes that her son can change his mind.
The boy only nodded briefly.
"All right! Mother will cook for Ziyyan for a while. But after this Ziyyan had to promise not to fuss anymore. Must go home with mom. Okay?!" The boy again agreed.
Ara agreed because she thought cooking an omelet for her child would not take long.
"How about you make Ziyyan some fried rice? Ziyyan, will you?"
Of course, Zayn suggested that because he actually wanted to buy their time. Especially before he was good at cooking fried rice. During the courtship with Ara first, the woman often ate the processed fried rice made.
"Iyyan wants to, Dad!" The boy nodded happily at the suggestion from his father.
Then Zayn again grinned because the goal was successful again. The hope is of course he wants Ara to feel nostalgia again with the flagship menu later.
"okay! Then I take a shower, wait a minute, okay!"
The man glanced at Ara who turned out to be glancing at him as well. I don't know what he's thinking, Zayn doesn't care. He just wants what is his mode to run smoothly.
"Ziyyan can't go home huh? Wait for me to finish the shower. Just be careful if you dare to go home!" Of course the last sentence he addressed to Ara.
"Yes, Dad." The boy was happy.
Haddeeehs.... Damnit damnit!
Again Ara had to obey the will of her son.
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