The Love Of Aurora
The Part 65
After approximately eight hours of land travel, now the car that has been switched at the drive by Hanung has begun to enter the rural area where the project will be handled by Zayn later.
Pebble rocks have begun to be felt on the streets of a village that is famous for tea garden tours. Making Zayn who was asleep to wake up.
The man occasionally opened his car glass wide, breathing the cool air there. Tiredness because it takes a fairly long road trip as if paid for by the beautiful natural scenery there.
It was late in the morning, but Zayn was still a little sleepy. Breezy cool air typical of the countryside was successfully creeping into the body tired Zayn, to make the man did not feel back asleep.
Hanung glanced at Zayn through the front rearview mirror. Apparently the boss was so quickly asleep again, making him slightly develop his smile when he saw the calm face of the boss who seemed to always have a serious face every time faced with his work.
So engrossed with the calm face of Zayn that he rarely met, making himself less focused on seeing the situation ahead.
ASTAGHFIRUL!!!
Hanung said as he stroked his own chest. While his breathing felt very dull due to his negligence that almost harmed a small child who suddenly appeared in front.
Ciiiiittt...........
The car driven by Hanung suddenly stopped. Making Zayn who was asleep instantly woke up in shock.
"What's up, Nung?" Ask curiously.
Hanung was silent. He was still staring at the little boy who was very fun playing with his toys. Though the danger was just about to scout him, if Hanung was not immediately alert to stop the speed of his car.
"Snacks!" Zayn patted his shoulder.
"Almost I hit a kid, sir." I am in a slightly trembling tone.
"What's right, Nung? How careless of you!" Zayn peeked ahead through the wide-open windshield of his car. What he saw was that the boy was okay.
"Down you!" Sergeants. And Hanung directly according to his boss's orders.
Hanung looks closer towards the little boy who is very focused with the toy he is holding. While Zayn chose to stay in his car because he felt his head a little dizzy, the sudden effect of waking up earlier.
"What's the game?" Greet Hanung while balancing her sitting position with the boy. Instead of greeting him, even looking at him did not.
"His playing sidelines on the edge, yes, if it's a bit middle this can be dangerous, Dek."
Hanung attempted to lift the little boy's body, intending to move him to the side of the road. Which turned out to be the little boy refused and made some people who happened to pass by on the street stop while looking suspiciously at him. Maybe they thought Hanung was going to steal the little boy.
"S-I didn't mean anything sir, Buk. This kid played a little bit in the middle." Clearly, but still did not reduce the gaze of suspicion from them.
Hanung scratched his head which was not actually itching. Sometimes he turned to Zayn for help, in fact his boss was so indifferent to him. It was obvious when Zayn closed his glass tightly when he noticed the gaze from him.
"That's really cheese! Help napa?" The one that did not dare he let out.
Not that Zayn did not want to help him, he deliberately gave a lesson to his assistant so that he would no longer be negligent in driving.
A woman who should have been the little boy's grandmother walked out of the restaurant slightly leaning back from the edge of the street, while slightly running towards Hanung.
"Mother's Grandson?" Sapa Hanung who was immediately embraced by the woman.
And Hanung this time was able to breathe a sigh of relief after the arrival of the grandmother of the boy. Because some of the people who saw him left.
"Come, kid, Uti play inside?" invite him but immediately got a rejection from the leak.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't very careful to see my granddaughter play, sam...."
"I was wrong, Mom. I'm sorry!" Hanung interrupted his words.
For a moment they both smiled. Since everyone both pleaded guilty, the matter was quickly resolved.
Zayn waited anxiously in his car, because in an hour he had to hold a meeting with several colleagues on a resort development project that he would handle later. While what he saw was in fact Hanung was still having a long chat with the middle-aged woman.
Finally Zayn chose to get out of his car, intending to find the best solution to what Hanung had discussed with the woman.
"This is my Boss, Mom." Hanung introduces Zayn to the woman, who then they both widen their smiles.
Hanung shook his head in doubt, as his eyes glanced at the boy who did not want to leave his place.
Zayn could only snort in annoyance. Just facing a small child turns out Hanung can not be relied on.
Zayn also sat down, balancing his seat with the boy.
"Ziyyan." Greet the boy's grandmother again.
The boy only turned a glance, then returned to focus with his favorite toy cars that were actually slightly damaged and there were some parts that were released.
"Later for the new toy Om replace yes, it's broken." Zayn took the toy from the little boy's hand.
"Dad!" screeched the boy after turning to Zayn.
Zayn, Hanung, even the grandmother of the boy jumped in shock at the words.
"I'm sorry my grandson, son." The grandmother immediately lifted Ziyyan's body, carrying her in her cradle.
Zayn just shook his head, although he was actually very surprised to hear the little boy calling him father.
"Dad...."
Again the boy named Ziyyan called Zayn that name. Which made matters even more moved when Ziyyan stretched out her hands hoping to be carried by Zayn.
Zayn welcomed the small helping hand, though his feelings were actually a bit clumsy. Instantly Ziyyan wrapped her little hand around Zayn's neck so tightly. Leaning his head on his shoulder, once his small body was already in the arms of the man he called father earlier.
"I'm sorry my granddaughter, son." His grandmother Ziyyan spoke with a face that turned soft. Seen from the look of his eyes that began to glaze.
"Ziyyan misses her father so much that she considers him her father. Poor you, son." The Heart of Narsih.
"Here, son, Ziyyan's carrying a Uti huh?" His ray again that instantly got a rejection from Ziyyan.
Zayn glanced at Hanung. It turned out that his assistant was secretly chuckling at the reality that was going on right now.
"Damn you, Nung!" Her eyes were upset while rounding her eyes looking at Hanung.
"Eh, uh, Ziyyan." Hanung also seduced the boy.
"Ziyyan is the same as him first, his father must go to work first because."
It turns out that Hanung's speech this time is quite powerful. The proof of the boy was immediately complied with when it was taken by his grandmother.
"When are you coming back?" Plain asking.
"Later. When the job is done." Again Hanung managed to get the boy to comply.
Hanung was so relaxed with his words, disregarding Zayn's already extremely annoyed expression. Maybe his assistant was serving the confession of the little boy who considered him as his father.
"Take a look at you, Nung!" Zayn glanced sharply at his assistant.
Soon enough, Zayn and Hanung finally managed to get away from the bumbling situation. Leaving the little boy who kept looking at him fixed even though the car that took Zayn and Hanung away was already seen far across.
Narsih gently stroked the back of Ziyyan who was still in her carriage lovingly. If he had told this to Ara later, perhaps his son would have cried too. Like the current Narsih, who did not feel like she was shedding tears as she remembered Ziyyan as before.
"Uti, Iyyan's father came home," he said again, who could no longer afford to hear Narsih's words.
The highlight of those little eyes was so sparkling after meeting the foreign man he deceived as his father. Ziyyan has never been like that before. Although Ziyyan had met too often with foreign men who often passed by in her restaurant, Ziyyan never called one of them father. Just that guy.
Sometimes Narsih dared to look at Ziyyan in the face. At first glance he realized that Ziyyan's face was indeed similar to the man earlier.
"Have I met him before? Why does his face feel familiar?"
Narsih could only wonder inwardly.
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