The Love Of Aurora

The Part 89

The roar of cars was heard stopping in front of the sprawling courtyard of the Rahardian residence just as the clock showed passing from mid-night. After so many hours Haris and Viona waited for the arrival of his beloved daughter, now the car that picked up his son's return was in front of his house.

Both parents ran towards the main door of the house, they could not wait to see how Ara was far away with them.

Seen a middle-aged woman coming down from her luxury car, she is Narsih. Then in the follow-up then a young woman while carrying a little boy who was in her arms also came down from there, she Aurora.

Viona immediately rushed to walk over to him and then immediately carried Ara's body into the arms of her longing. Her tears just burst out without being able to hold her anymore. As for Haris, Ara's papi just stay in place. It felt like the man felt very stunned happy to see his daughter who had come safely with her child as well.

Haris is not a father who can be strong with his arrogance, because he also shed his tears feeling very guilty and sorry for having expelled Ara at that time.

"Mommy!"

Ara called out to her mama, while her cries also broke from her. Longing that so long only in pendam by him to his parents was only this time the longing was paid. At this time the two women had dissolved into a happy cry mixed with a sense of haru that could not be expressed again.

Narsih and Rudy who also witnessed it did not feel like crying either. This atmosphere really makes things dramatic. So that it can make everyone cry bitterly to welcome the arrival of the mistress of this house.

"Mother.... Mother..."

Ziyyan who was still in the arms of Ara woke up. The boy's eyes looked in wonder at the surroundings that were very foreign to him.

"My grandchildren!" Viona immediately took the boy's body and hugged him tightly and kissed him in a row.

Ziyyan was silent. Although from the look of his face he seemed to feel uncomfortable being treated like that by a stranger, but the boy was just silent. His gaze seemed to be full of questions, why were all those people crying now?

"Mas," Viona stepped closer to her husband who was still in his original place, she brought Ziyyan there as well.

"Our grandson, Mas, he's Ara's son." It was as if Viona had deliberately brought the boy closer to her husband, in hopes that he would welcome her as well.

Haris looked fixedly at the little boy who was also looking at her with a little fear of feeling unfamiliar with her. Then both of the man's hands were raised wide, taking the boy into his arms as well.

"From Ziyyan, I'm Haris' grandfather. I'm your grandfather, son." The man spoke while not feeling the tears that were originally in his seat flowed without being able to be held again.

"Do you know Iyyan?" The boy started to make a sound after hearing Haris say his name earlier.

Haris nodded happily, then he immediately took Ziyyan's body which was originally in Viona's arms. Haris certainly knew that his son Ara was named Ziyyan, who else if not from Rudy he knew that name.

The man who was already a grandfather was crying as he hugged Ziyyan's tiny body. Even before he still did not welcome Ara, but he felt more sorry for the one his granddaughter had been experiencing. Because of his stubbornness that makes a little boy who does not know anything it also feel the impact of selfishness from him.

Looking at Haris who was so fond of Ziyyan, then Ara ran over to the direction her papi was. He rested under the feet of his papi, his tears breaking back to represent his regret that he had done before.

"Wake up, son," cried Haris as he slightly bent down to grab Ara's shoulder.

Ziyyan who felt bad about her position chose to come down from Haris decapan. He also sat down to accompany his mother, her little fingers outstretched to wipe the round of tears that flowed from her cheeks.

"Mother don't cry. Iyyan is also sad, Mother."

Finally, the boy came to mewek also saw his mother who continued to cry from earlier. And the crying became even more when Haris and Viona also gathered together and hugged the body of Ara and herself.

Right now they were all letting go of her longing through her happy cries. Let go of the guilt with this cry. It was as if all the flavors that had been just hidden were free to cry from them.

"May this happiness always be with you my son Ara." Wipe Narsih's heart while wiping her tears.

When the atmosphere was still sad, Rudy was forced to leave the place because suddenly his phone rang. He saw from the screen of his cell phone it turned out that a foreign number was contacting him.

Actually, he felt lazy to answer the call because it was just a phone call from a prankster who contacted him in the middle of the night. However, because the call was constantly repeated, he was forced to accept the call.

"Yes, hello!" The behavior is a little inhospitable.

"This is Rudy, right?" Ask the voice of a man who called her.

"Yes. You who?" Rudy still sounds sniffy.

"I'm Zayn, sir."

Zayn knew Rudy's phone number because it was also on the paper Iwan had given him. The man is forced to contact Rudy after an ill-fated event that nearly befell him during the trip follows Ara.

Five minutes before Zayn contacted Rudy he had a single accident due to his sleepy negligence while driving. Grateful because at the time of the incident the traffic condition was quiet. So make him saved from a single accident in nature.

Zayn's current condition is okay. Not even on his body suffered the slightest abrasions. The car he was carrying was also in good condition. It's just that the man is now in shock with what happened to him, so he was forced to take a break so as not to experience more severe events that could befall him again, so that he was forced to take a break so as not to experience more severe events that could befall him again, if he forced himself to drive in a tired condition.

"Ooh, sorry Mas Zayn." Rudy's voice immediately changed tone when he found out that the one who contacted him was Zayn, COO at Rahardian Group.

"It's okay, sir."

Zayn can tell if Rudy sounded less friendly to him, because he did not know himself to contact Haris' personal driver at midnight who should have all been sound asleep.

"Ara is still the same Mr. Rudy, right?" Zayn went straight to his destination to contact Rudy.

"Still, Mas," said Rudy.

"Why Nanyain Neng Ara?" The man only wondered for himself in his heart.

The sound of Zayn's breath blowing, the man felt relieved after hearing Rudy's reply.

"Okay, in about two hours I've been there. So please Mr. Rudy take care of Ara, pliiiss... Don't tell him I want to come there."

Rudy just fell silent with all the question marks that started to creep in his mind. This why did Zayn sound so uneasy questioning Ara? Did they know each other before?

"Hallo, Mr Rudy?" Zayn's voice greeted Rudy again who was just speechless.

"E-eh yes, Mas," he said later.

"Alright, thank you very much, sir."

"Eh, wait a minute, my mother." Rudy interrupted again before the call was interrupted.

"Why, Sir?"

"Mr Haris has improved, he's gone home."

Rudy deliberately conveyed it to Zayn because he felt Zayn should know it. Zayn was the one who took Haris to the hospital.

"Thank God then."

"Mas Zayn doesn't plan on seeing you again?"

"Maybe next time, Mr. Rudy, I still have a lot of urgent matters. It was already, sir." Zayn finally finished his call.

The man looked far away at the pitch-black night sky not a single starlight there. He again imagined Ara's beautiful smile, Ziyyan's happy smile. Suddenly he missed his son's figure.

"Wait for Daddy to come after you, son." Bathin Zayn always chanted that prayer.

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"Ziyyan's sleeping again yeah, it's still night." Ara hugged her son's body which seemed agitated in his room.

"Iyyan was not sleepy," he replied as he stared out the large window glass that was in Ara's room.

"Sleep! Tomorrow morning Mother took Ziyyan around in the garden behind the house. We play there." Ara smelled at her son's cheek.

"This is Mother's house with Dad?" He asked as he sat staring around the room where he was sleeping now.

Ara breathed a lethargic breath, why else would this child have to bring up the man again?

"Don't love, this is Haris' grandfather's house with Viona's grandmother. Mother's parents' house." It seemed that Ara had to be more active in explaining this to Ziyyan, it was possible that her son still felt shocked by the foreign environment that he now occupied.

"If we're here, how are you?"

"Iiissh, why do you have to father again, father again, you ask me the hell, son?" Ara could only nag herself in the heart.

Although actually he is very lazy to serve the question Ziyyan, but for the mental sake of his son he must be clever to work around it. So that his son will not grow up to be a child who is inferior every time they find people asking him about where his father is.

"Dad you have to work. He can't come here." I had to lie again.

The look on Ziyyan's face began to muffle, I don't know what the little boy was thinking. Now that the look in his eyes began to glaze over, it seemed like the boy would cry again.

"Come, sweetie." Ara carried Ziyyan's petite body in her warm embrace.

"Aren't we used to no father? So Ziyyan has to be strong if you leave again." Ara gently stroked the top of her son's head.

"Iyyan wants to see you, Mother." Finally the boy's cry broke out in the silence of the cold night.

Ara couldn't say anything more. He just wants his son to fall asleep again soon. His hand just kept wiping Ziyyan's back that was stuck in his arms. Until slowly Ziyyan finally fell asleep, carried back in her long dreamland.

"Excuse Mother Ziyyan," he exclaimed as he did not feel his tears coming back from his eyes.

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