
“Honey, come on, we're out! Many guests are waiting. Soon they will go home, want to say goodbye to us too,” invite Ayman who is embraced by Zayna.
The woman came out just like that, Ayman knew very well that his wife was still angry, but she did not want to discuss it now. Later if the show is over. As the two walked out, Zayna joined her in-laws. Mama Aisyah introduced the daughter-in-law to some of her siblings.
Zayna was happy because Mama Aisyah's brother no one looked at her lightly. They even praised the woman's whereabouts. He felt a little relieved, at least someone appreciated his existence. They were also very friendly to him.
One by one, guests began to leave the show. After everything was gone, Zayna took her son to the room because it was time, for the baby to sleep. Everyone cleaned up the remains of the event.
“You again have the same problem Zayna?” mama Aisyah asked her son, when Zayna had gone to her room.
Ayman lowered his head, there was regret in his heart, but he just did not want to make a noise at his son's show. “Just a little misunderstanding, Ma.”
“Do not be too protracted, later even cause a big problem.”
“Iya, I'll try to talk to him.”
“Tumben once you have a disagreement. Misunderstand what?”
“Tadi Aunt Nuri said, if Baby Ars looks like me, it makes Zayna offended. He's angry and I'm telling him not to escalate the problem. He's even mad at me now.”
“Yakin, if Aunt Nuri just said so? Mama feels there must be something else, right? Mom knows who she is.”
“That's it, Ma.”
“What is the sentence like? Mama wants to hear more clearly, until it offends her?”
“Tante Nuri said this ‘thank you your son looks like you, Ayman. Not similar to his mother' so then Aunt Nuri laughed.”
Mama Aisyah fell silent then said, “But Mama feels Baby Ars is not the same you. She looks more like her mother is clean, white, and the night is also rarely crying. If it looks like you, it's not like that.”
“Mama is why, anyway! I am his father after all. Indeed, I am a dirty person, to say clean everything,” said Ayman with annoyance.
“Mama just said like that, we were angry then, what about Zayna. She was seven months pregnant with it. When giving birth, she had to fight with life, but had to hear such unpleasant remarks. Plus you're not defending him at all. Mama wonders to you, usually you are the most sensitive to Zayna feelings why now be selfish?”
Ayman lowered his head. Now he realized that he had hurt Zayna very much. The man had no idea how his wife was feeling. Actually not no thought, Ayman just did not want his son's event to fall apart, but should not sacrifice the feelings of the wife.
The man is convinced that Zayna is the same as him, who wants his son's show to run smoothly. However, the woman also has a heart and feelings that must be maintained.
“Iya, sorry, Ma. I know I was wrong.”
“Why apologize to Mama? Are you wrong with Mama? It's been there fast! Apologize to your wife, Mama does not want this kind of problem to drag on. Let alone the cause of others.”
Ayman nodded and immediately went towards his room. He wanted to apologize to his wife. Once in the room, Zayna was fondling Baby Ars. The man couldn't possibly speak under these circumstances.
It's better after Baby Ars falls asleep. Ayman waits for Zayna while sitting on the sofa playing with her phone. After the child falls asleep, the woman will come out of the room. However, the husband prevented it.
The man pulled his wife's hand away. “Na, sit here first, I want to talk for a minute.”
At first, Zayna refused. However, after hearing Ayman's low voice, she nodded and sat down next to her husband. Before speaking, the man clasped his wife's palm first.
“I'm sorry about that. I really had no intention of hurting your heart, but without me realizing I was hurting you instead. I'm really sorry. I should have defended you, not even cared like before. I also don't know why I can behave like that.”
Zayna sighed. He understood the feelings of his husband. The woman also knew the purpose of Ayman. Only, Zayna also wanted to remain defended in front of the others. Especially this is a very well-known person.
The woman did not want anyone to demean her someday. Not that she meant to be arrogant, but she just wanted to be appreciated because Zayna knew who her family-in-law was. Until now there were some people who looked at him one eye, but the woman did not bother, as long as they did not bother her.
“I understand how you feel, Mom, but I'm also her mother. I gave birth to her, what's wrong if she looks like me? Why is it as if I am a very shameful person?” Zayna expressed her heart with some emotion.
“No, I don't mean like that, honey. I never thought in that direction at all.”
“Yes, I understand, but that's what I caught from Aunt's words earlier.”
“Yes, sorry I'm so focused on this show that I don't really care what other people say.”
“Iya, Mas. Don't talk about it anymore. I have forgiven you. In the future I hope this kind of event will not happen again.” Zayna looked at her husband, trying to find faith there.
“God willing in the future I will pay more attention to your feelings. Hugged me, dong! I miss your hug.”
“Ih, you mah mode.”
“Kok, mode! I really miss you.”
“Reason, every day meet too, wear miss everything,” sneer Zayna. But the woman hugged her husband.
Let's just say this is their wedding seasoning. Since they were legally a couple. This time there was a cold war between the two. Thank goodness it was only temporary. Zayna was not a vengeful man so, she did not take long to seduce his wife.
"Already, Mas. I'm going down first. I'd like to help others sort out the show."
Zayna would move on, but was again prevented by her husband. "You just stay here, rest. Nobody takes care of Baby Ars, if you go out too. Let me help them."
"Yes, Mas. Isn't it okay I'm here?" Anya Zayna tried to convince him of what she heard.
"Yes, it's okay. How about Baby Ars cry? What if you don't exist?"
Zayna thought for a moment, then nodded while looking at her son who was in the baby box. Baby Ars looks so slick. However, it does not rule out a few more minutes of waking up. Like previous events.
It is true what the husband said. Down there the atmosphere was still crowded, it was definitely not going to be able to hear the cry of the baby. Finally Zayna remained in the room to rest, while Ayman went downstairs. The man helped the others clean up the remains of the event.
"Is it better for his wife, is it?" sindir Kinan who was next to his brother. Ayman stared intently at his sister.
"You're a kepo, you must have been eavesdropping on Brother's conversation in the room, yes!"
"His son, accuse me of nagging. I just heard Brother talk to Mama, not nagging," Kinan defended himself."
"That's the same, nguping talk I'm with mama."
"No, Mama's the same brother who spoke very fast, so I heard." Kinan was still trying to defend himself.
She heard what her mother and sister were talking about. She also agreed with what Mama Aisyah said. If Ayman's attitude is too excessive by not defending Zayna, who is being cornered by her tantic words.
"Other times, if someone is talking, you should just go away, so you don't be the stove."
"What if I'm still here? I wonder, Brother Zayna is better yet? If I were Brother Zayna, I'm sorry Brother. I'd rather sleep in the living room" Kinan said in an irritated voice.
"You're so mean, doain Brother like that. Tell him to sleep in the living room!"
"Let's just say, it's still mending in the living room, if I told you to sleep outside how?"
Ayman grunts. "Based on a brash sister, you could say that."
Kinan did not care what his brother said. He immediately left there before the man got angry. The woman was indeed only joking, but there was seriousness in it.
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