The Love Of Aurora
The Part 145
"Darling, you check tomorrow?"
Since hearing Viona's words that suspected Ara was pregnant again, Zayn continued to invite his wife to check up.
"Check in what order? I'm fine already, Mas." reject Ara, because he already felt better as long as he did not open the mask when alone with Zayn.
"Yes check your condition. Don't you feel weird about yourself. Cook yes you will continue to wear a gini mask if you talk to me again?"
Although it was just a preconception that was thrown by Viona earlier, but it was enough to make Zayn's feelings hope to be anxious. If this is indeed a sign that he has been entrusted trust again by God, of course he will feel very flowering flowers.
Ara only flinched in a moment. His eyes glared inexplicably to the sky roof of his room. Although realizing what happened to him was quite strange, but it was not too a burden on his mind. As long as Zayn can be invited to compromise. Not approaching him while sweating.
"Where are you going, honey?" Zayn pulled Ara's hand and started to get out of the bed, where they were enjoying the night.
"You get Ziyyan to sleep here" he replied casually.
Zayn also came down from his bed. He also followed behind his wife, towards Ziyyan's room.
"Dear Ziyyan" said Ara, when she found out that her son was still not asleep.
"Mother, Father," he said cheerfully.
"His champ why haven't you slept?"
They also sat on the bed, accompanying Ziyyan who was sitting on it.
"This is Iyyan going to sleep. But hunting mother same father here."
Zayn lifted up Ziyyan's tiny body, carrying her sitting on her lap. A second later he kissed his son's cheek, alternately Ara was like that.
"Ziyyan slept with mom dad yuk?" bring Ara.
The boy immediately shook his head in confidence. It was true to refuse the invitation of the mother.
"Why? Daddy mommy misses, son, wants to sleep together again. I thought that was once." Zayn also seduced.
Again Ziyyan shook her head confidently.
Huft..
There was a long breath coming from Ara. It felt like just yesterday she had given birth to her beautiful son, but look at it this time. Really Ara felt full of herself, as if she still could not bear to allow the boy who was still not even five years old to sleep independently like this time.
If only there were Narsih here, maybe Ara was a little calm. Not that he doubted the affection given by Viona to Ziyyan, but from the baby Narsih was the one who had been caring and certainly knew how and what Ziyyan needed.
"If Ziyyan still doesn't want to, I'm the same mother who sleeps here. Can you?" zayn.
Ara gave a quick glance at her husband, her lips outstretched a faint smile indicating she also approved of his proposal.
It seemed that Ziyyan was thinking for a moment. I don't know what he's thinking. Then alternately he looked at his parents, then smiled so sweet and certainly adorable.
"May," he answered cheerfully.
"Mother is very dear to Ziyyan." said Ara followed by her embrace that clutched Ziyyan's tiny body.
"Dad is also Iaaaaaang at all Ziyyan." Alternately Zayn who also revealed it.
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The next day, Zayn had to be busy again to do activities back at the office. Haris had planned to retire early from his post and relinquish his position to Zayn. At the age that is no longer young, of course Haris has begun to feel like more time with his small family. Being able to gather and joke with his beloved grandchildren, has become a shadow of Haris in his old age.
And Viona agreed to what Haris had done, because she also felt like her husband. The presence of Ziyyan in his small family, as if a reminder that their age is no longer young.
The hope of being able to live happily and peacefully in old age is certainly also the hope of everyone. Therefore Haris and Viona chose that decision, because he did not want to be a human who could only lament regret, he said, when we find our offspring who are away due to lack of affection from ourselves.
As for Ara this time he looked back as good as before. No longer feeling as nauseous as yesterday. It was also because of the understanding of her husband who dodged himself from her, when he felt his body was sweating.
I don't feel like the day is even late in the afternoon. The roar of Zayn's car was heard. Unlike usual when he came to work his wife would wait at the door to welcome his arrival, this time there was no shadow of Ara welcoming him.
The man stepped wide towards his room. Having previously been greeted by Inah so that after this gather down to immediately have dinner together.
Chequek.
The door opened slowly. There was a giggling sound from someone in his room. Curious about who Ara was joking with, Zayn stepped into his room.
"Geez!" pekiknya astonished.
Ara and Ziyyan both turned their heads towards Zayn standing up.
"Honey, what's Ziyyan you doing?" The man walked over towards Ara and Ziyyan was.
As a wanti Ara also put back on her mask, because she felt sure if the current body temperature of her husband was sweating. That guy just came from work.
"Ziyyan, why do you want to be salted with your mother?" Ask her own worries.
How not to be anxious, Ziyyan's current condition was already thick with a sprinkling of baby powder on her face. I don't know what purpose Ara did, which Ara definitely forbade Zayn to remove it from Ziyyan's face.
"It's funny, Mom. Gumush, scented, like baby's signature scent." That's why Ara did it.
"Yes, but our son doesn't have to be called either, honey. This is not a gemes, instead I see it like a sugar donut." Zayn protested, feeling sorry for himself with the existence of Ziyyan who looks resigned to be digitized by his mother.
Ara throbbed in annoyance while looking at Zayn. For a moment he glanced at Ziyyan who seemed to enjoy himself even though he had been hugged.
"Then, then..."
Suddenly came a silly idea in the mind of Ara. Instead of doing that to Ziyyan, wouldn't it be more exciting if she did this to her husband?
Ara was smiling devil staring fixedly at her husband. Zayn was immediately suspicious of being stared at by horror by his wife. The man chose to take a step back, but his wife followed him.
"Darling, plis. This is not funny." said Zayn, amid panic followed by Ara while holding baby powder in his hand.
"Say the smell of my sweat is not good, this is how close. I'm not clean yet, honey."
"This kalo made must be the smell of sweat lost," said Ara, while starting to chase each other with her husband.
"Tidaaaaaaa......."
Ziyyan could only laugh cheerfully to find her parents joking no doubt little boy.
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