The Love of Zarania

Section 114

Davi who was making milk for Zara heard a knock from outside the door, of course there are people who came to his house in the afternoon today.

The man finished putting the milk-sided spoon into the glass and left it to see who came to visit in the middle of their condition which was in a state of bad with what happened to them, especially his wife, who was in a state of disrepute, of course, his wife is still very difficult to accept the reality he faced.

Davi turned the key and lowered the door handle to pull it open and saw two faces coming to his house.

"Davi, how's Zara doing? what the hell is going on?" andini cried when she saw her son's face in front of the door.

Even Davi seemed unable to hide the sadness he had felt since yesterday, which he kept and tried to hide from his wife so as not to add to the suffering that woman felt.

But as soon as he saw the face of the woman who had given birth to him, the gentle face of the man who had always been faithful listened to all his complaints during this time, Davi seemed unable to stem his sadness any longer, the man rested at the feet of the mother and hugged her very tightly and the crying voice that he held in front of his wife seemed to force to be expelled.

"Davi can't take care of Zara Ma" said Davi with deep sadness.

Andini tried to wake her son who really looked so sad, really she as a mother felt unable to see her son crying at his feet, blaming himself for the incident that happened to the son-in-law.

When a man is already crying does it prove how sincerity in loving his partner is, and it was even more painful when he even had to keep trying to keep all the pain and regret and guilt.

"Davi can't see Zara like Gini Ma," he told the mother who also shed tears hearing every sentence of regret that was said from the lips of her only son.

"You can't be like this Davi, Zara needs you so much, she needs the support of her husband," obviously Arman was trying to calm his son because his son-in-law really needs the support of the closest people, especially the support of the husband.

"Zara cried every time Well, Davi can not see Zara like that," said Davi still with his voice that sounded soft.

"Wake up, Zara will be even more devastated if she sees you like this" explained the father asking Davi to wake up.

Hearing the name Zara made Davi immediately obey his father's orders with reddened eyes.

"Where is Zara now?" ask your mother when they are in the living room.

"In the guest room" Davi said, pointing to a door not far from where they were standing.

"Mom wants to see Zara." Andini stroked the cheek of the nodding son.

Andini and Arman head to the room to meet the daughter-in-law, a daughter-in-law they consider to be their own child because of how unfortunately they are to her daughter-in-law, because her daughter-in-law is the only woman who can make her child back into a good child and not wild like when first met by Zara.

Davi sat on the sofa covering her face with both palms still with tears quietly coming back out of her two eyes.

"Zec." andini's voice sounded very motherly when calling her daughter-in-law who was sitting bending her legs in the corner of the bed with her face that she drowned on both knees and Andini could immediately find out if her daughter-in-law was crying because almost his whole body was shaking.

Zara lifted her face that was already soaked with tears, "Maa." so soft and heartbreaking for anyone who heard it with eyes that stored up suffering.

"Dear." Andini rushed to hug her daughter-in-law who immediately let out her cry that had been silent since then so stifling her chest.

Arman who stood at the doorway felt unable to continue watching the son-in-law cry so sniffed in his wife's arms he chose not to enter.

Even a grown man seemed to be unable to bear the sight of such a heartbreaking sight then how could he ask his son to remain calm? Arman shrank the tears that accidentally escaped his eye slit.

Arman turned back his body and went back to meet his son who supported his face with his hands, occasionally massaging his temples feeling his head was too painful to face all the reality.

Of course, what was on his mind right now was the amount of regret and self-blame with the word that he had not fought with Zara that night, had he not left Zara that night and hundreds of words had it now been in her mind.

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