The Love Of Aurora
The Part 149
Zayn just darted into the bathroom, barely paying attention to anything that was inside. The body that feels tired mixed with sweat that sticks makes him immediately want to flush his body cleanly.
Different from what Ara felt. The woman certainly felt a little anxious, a sense of worry also accompanied if only Zayn would find the testpack he threw away. Although in fact the fear is more dominant because it still has not seen how the results.
Ara walked back and forth like an iron that was again working, thinking hard to find the right reason and make sense if Zayn later accidentally found it. Even if the negative result is not a problem, if it is positive? That is what he is currently confused about looking for the answer.
"Think, Ra! Come dong brain don't dead-end gini," he murmured alone.
Sometimes Ara's eyes glanced towards the bathroom, sometimes the breath was blowing heavily when he found Zayn was still not finished cleaning himself. Even if he could hope that her husband would be there longer, until he found the right answer if after this Zayn scolded her with a variety of questions.
"Stupid! Why don't I see the results first. Then I will not be this dilemma," he said regretfully.
"Yepus...!!" Not feeling next to Ara's feet also stomped, only a sense of regret that now filled his mind.
"Mother why?" Ziyyan who had not escaped to notice Ara, asked in astonishment.
"e-uh.. Mother has stomach pains. Mules!" Ara cussed with her.
"Ooh..." Ziyyan immediately believed it just like that, while then looking towards the bathroom as well. I couldn't bear to see her mother restlessly waiting for her father to come out of the bathroom.
A few minutes later, Zayn was seen coming out of the bathroom. What made Ara stunned was when she found her husband out while carrying a garbage basket in his hand.
"Honey, where's the trash going?" Ask instantly.
"You need to throw it away" said Zayn, as he continued to step towards the exit of the room.
"Looks like he doesn't know" murmured Ara's heart. Coincidentally, this type of garbage basket is complete with a garbage lid.
Netra Ara continued to highlight the movement of Zayn who was stopped at the door, so passed by Inah who apparently wanted to meet them, definitely to invite him to dinner together.
"Let aunt throw it away, Zayn." Inah grabbed the garbage from Zayn's hand.
Indeed, since Ara married, Inah never again went to clean the room of her employer's son. In addition to the sense of hesitation because of Zayn as Ara's husband, of course, Inah also felt afraid that all things Ara and Zayn's privacy would be disrupted. The occupants of the room were no longer alone.
"Neng Ara sama mas Zayn has been waiting for the same master mistress below," said Inah, before finally he left from there.
"Well, Bi, we'll be down soon" Zayn said.
The man turned his body to face his wife who was at a glance riled from his sight.
"Honey," Zayn said as he stepped closer to Ara and Ziyyan who seemed to enjoy sitting on the bed.
"Yes, Mum." As much as possible Ara put on her sweet smile, although it felt obvious to Zayn that his wife was hiding something from him.
"Are you okay?" He asked, again, checking his wife's body temperature.
"I'm fine, my dear." Ara grabbed Zayn's hand, grasping it so tightly. Of course with a big smile that looks beautiful.
Zayn did not say, his mind certainly felt a little disturbed by the scratches of Ara's face that was not as usual.
"Well, I'm glad you're okay. Come on, after this we're down. Mami papi has been waiting for, it is not good if we wait too late."
Activities at the dinner table for some people sometimes become a place of warm chat and a place to share with each other family. But it was different with the Haris family, the head of the family was very dislike in his meal time there was chatter, even though it was just a small talk. If there is something to talk about, Haris is more pleased that his family is chatting with each other in the family room.
"Mommy, Papi, Ara go back to the room first yes," said Ara, when they were done with eating together.
"We'll talk for a minute. Is he sleepy?" Haris tried to prevent it.
"The kayak was never a newlywed." Viona immediately teased him.
"Ah, not sleepy. What the hell is papi mami.."
"We want to accompany Ziyyan to play in her room, Mi. Already promised to accompany him to play the snake ladder," this time Zayn joined in saying.
"Oh, so." Viona herself.
"Zayn, papi wants to talk to you for a second. Ask for ten minutes, can't you, Ra?"
"Can. Want to talk until the morning was not pa-pa," said Ara sekhenya.
"Mm. sulking him, Zayn," Again Haris was not tired of teasing his son.
"What the hell, Papi! Yuk, honey, we're playing upstairs."
Ara then pulled Ziyyan's hand, holding her to the room to continue the game of snake ladder that Ziyyan was very fond of.
Zayn and Haris had a serious conversation about their work at the office. Of course, after carrying out the task of being the first person in his company, Zayn shared more with Haris, for the sake of the development of the company he managed.
It did not feel like the conversation was beyond time. Until the clanging of the clock that shows the number ten, then the son-in-law and in-law ended the chatter.
"Duh, it's so exciting to talk until ten. I'm sorry, Zayn," cried Haris. His smile was always glistening because he felt that it was no longer wrong to have a daughter-in-law who could be relied upon in his company.
"It's okay, Pi." Zayn said kindly.
"Ara will be angry later, don't you talk to me later?"
Of course Zayn was a little clumsy to answer what the question from his in-laws was.
For a moment Haris patted Zayn on the shoulder, and then sauntered away complete with his smile.
Zayn glanced at the clock on his wrist, already over five minutes from ten o'clock at night. Ziyyan must have slept.
"Mas Zayn," Suddenly Inah greeted him, just as the man was about to climb up the steps to his room.
"Yes, Bi. What's up?" he asked, after seeing the uneasiness of the countenance of Inah.
"Mm, anu, Mommy."
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