THE OPPRESSED CUPU

CHAPTERS 120. FOUR YEARS LATER.

Four years later, the atmosphere in the Mession was so excited, it seemed that two children were running around pranking the servants who were on the activity at that time.

"Ziva, Zaila come quickly, father and mother will take you to the mall, do you want to come?" cried Dave from the room.

Ziva candra winata Anggoro and Zaila candra winata Anggoro is the name of the son and daughter of Dave and Nadia.

They intentionally pin

the name Anggoro behind their names to remember the person who has been instrumental in bringing the two together.

"You, "" the two boys replied and ran towards the room.

"Dad what is famous today we are going to the mall?," asked Zaila approached her father who was sitting on the bed while fixing her hairstyle.

"Dear, come here and let me get your hair done, please,".

As Zaila climbs into Dave's lap, Dave starts combing Zaila's hair and braiding her as he does Nadia's hair.

While Ziva headed towards Nadia who was also doing makeup but the performance was still like before with hair in braids two

and the handle of the glasses that are still attached to both ears.

"Mother, can you leave my hair too, like my father left the toothless hair?,".

"Your sister's name, dear Zaila, is not the toothless one, you are very similar to your father always mocking people's shortcomings,".

"That's the reality, mom, she's toothless. If his teeth were any way I might call him that,". Ziva who does not want to lose by his mother.

"Every one has advantages and disadvantages so we should not blaspheme his lack. In this world no one is perfect except ALLAH, try if Zaila until she knows that you are still a wethead do you also want if your sister mocks you the wetter?," Nadia slightly brought her face closer to her son.

"Husss.don't the classes later father and Zaila grunt him," replied Ziva as he held his little index finger across his lips while looking at Dave who was still busy braiding Zaila's hair.

"Alright, but you must promise, you will not blaspheme the lack of others,".

"Ziva promise, bun," Ziva raised a finger

the index and middle fingers form V.

"Well then, come quickly and let your mother tidy up your hair and your clothes before we leave" Nadia lifted up Ziva's small body and placed it on top

his lap.

After everything was enough, the four stepped out of the session and headed towards the car.

The car they were riding was traveling at speed heading towards the mall. Candaan Ziva and Zaila

accompany their journey until they do not feel the car they are riding turn into the mall area.

The four of them entered the mall while holding hands with each other.

One by one they went to the toy store to buy some of Zaila's favorite toys.

From dolls to cooking utensils. All the groceries for Zaila are done, now it's Ziva's turn. This other kid with the kid on

generally, if the child generally likes toys he is more into books.

The dance power of both the world of technology and business sometimes makes Dave and Nadia wonder made.

As parents, Dave and Nadia can only direct and guide him to not get lost in a world he does not deserve to learn at a very young age.

After both the needs of his sons and daughters were felt enough, Dave and Nadia invited Ziva and Zaila

go to a cafe to enjoy lunch.

They occupied a table away from the crowd of people.

Two servants came to them with a menu

and also the drinks they had previously ordered.

All four enjoy eating and drinking without any conversation between them.

It only took a few minutes, now they are seen standing and rushing to leave the cafe room after Dave had previously completed the payment.

"Honey we go to the jewelry store first, there's something I want to show you" Dave told Nadia.

Dav and Ziva could only shake their heads at Zaila's habit of answering questions that weren't for her.

Upon arrival at the jewelry store, a man in a small suit ran over to them.

"Good day, ladies and gentlemen," he said slightly bowing his head.

"Corn," answered Dave and Nadia simultaneously.

"Is my order done?" asked Dav to the man in the suit.

"Already Sir, come with me let me show you your order," the man in the suit to Dave and Nadia headed towards a room.

The four followed the man in the suit into a room that was still inside the jewelry store.

There were already four customers sitting on the sofa in the room.

They are Leon, Rita, Goyun and Bi Ona. Dave hid it to Nadia

so that his wife was surprised when she saw their presence there.

Zaila immediately ran over and hugged Leon so tightly.

"Father Leon,".

"My little daughter," greeted Leon and hugged Zaila behind her little body.

Ziva ran to Goyun and sat on his lap.

"How come you're here?" looked at Nadia to the Four in turn.

"Now we're getting married so we also ordered the ring just like Dave had ordered

for you, don't you love?" embrace Leon in Rita's arm and place Zaila in her lap.

"So uncle Leon and tente Rita want to live at home like Father and Mother?" asked Ziva who was still spoiling on Goyun.

"Sure little boy," replied Leon.

"I'm not an uncle's little boy" Ziva protested against him every time Leon called him a child.

"Keep bi Ona and and uncle Goyun!, do you also want to follow in the footsteps of the two of them?," Nadia looked at Goyun and bi Ona.

"True Madam, next month we plan to go home and get married there, isn't it baby," Goyun who won't lose out with

Leon, he also embraced the shoulder of bi Ona who at that time could only be bowed down in shame.

"Will Grandpa and Grandma get married, just like Uncle Leon and Aunt Lita?,".

"Right sweetheart, you came ya to our party," Goyun swept Ziva's hair .

"Hole.the big party," Zaila came down from Leon's lap and jumped in joy.

Everyone in the room laughed at Zaila except for Ziva.

"Bas with a child,".

After seeing their respective orders and feeling satisfied. They walked out of the shop and walked towards the exit.

"Caila wanted the balloon to be bun" pointed Zaila at some of the balloons that floated in the air with a thread as a fastener after they were outside the mall.

"Yes, but just one, baby,".

"Hole..," Zaila ran over to the balloon seller.

"Sir, Caila wants to buy a balloon" Zaila told a man who was busy tying the balloon with thread.

"Can ***, do you want a balloon that colors what?," replied the man with a little lift of his head and a stare attached to the

zaila's face.

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