The Step Sister of Tiri

192. At the parents' house

"People who recognize him? You mean his other family?" ask Mama Aisyah.

"It could be his family, it could be his pride. Who can bring Adam home, but Mas Hanif and I will not have the heart to return it to his parents" Kinan replied in a soft voice.

"Why are you with your parents?"

"Later on, Ma. There was Adam here" Kinan said upon seeing Adam's coming with Zayna. In the boy's hand was a few snacks.

"Well! Lots of snacks. Can't that be Baby Ars?"

"Not so, Baby Ars is a ginian snack. This is for your mother, let's not sleep. I am also now frequently flirting. Though there was no baby in this stomach, but underneath it was hungry constantly," Zayna grumbled as she rubbed her stomach that was still slightly bloated.

"You're still breastfeeding, Na. It is natural to get hungry quickly. After all you also never snack outside," said Mama Aisyah.

"Lazy, if you go out. It's better to get a message and get delivered to the house, than to go out on your own" said Zayna.

"Now everything is instant so, on lazy everything," sneered Kinan.

"Ohh, like you're not. You are the same, even you are worse than your brother-in-law. I wonder if you can cook or not. Don't let your husband cook for you." Mama Aisyah looked at her daughter with her eyes squinted.

The middle-aged woman knew very well how the princess, who was always lazy if asked to learn to cook. There is always a reason made. He always wanted to eat well.

Kinan showed a row of his teeth in response to the mother, making Mama Aisyah sigh. This kid is really wayward. It has been said several times to learn to cook, but never really.

The turn is told to do another job, it must be very fast. Why the kitchen is so difficult for him. Everyone is different, but Kinan is a woman, at least she should be able to cook the easiest food.

"Tante Kinan can't cook?" ask Adam.

"Can't be him. She is a slacker, her husband is even told to cook," said Mama Aisyah in a sharp tone.

"It's okay, Auntie. Let me learn to cook. When I grow up, I'll be the one who makes Auntie," said Adam made everyone look at him.

Children the age of Adam alone already have a great desire like that, while Kinan himself even lazy to learn. Zayna smiled looking at the boy. Winning circumstances sometimes make a child forced to think mature and will become a habit.

"No, you heard! Adam was already eager to learn, cook your even lazy!" mama Aisyah.

"Yes, Ma. I'll learn to cook."

"Huh, you always say later, but in fact it's not done either."

Kinan scratched his head that was not itchy. He is very lazy in the kitchen. Somehow, even though the woman really wanted to be like Zayna, who was very good at cooking, but being in the kitchen made her feel bored, with the work that-that's it.

She was grateful that her husband was never angry at anything he did. Hanif himself can do it. Maybe this is called a pair complement each other. When a wife can't cook, her husband is smart. Vice versa.

"Tante, whose ball is it?" adam asked Zayna when he saw a ball lying between the flower pots.

"Can I play it, Auntie?"

"Maybe if you can."

Adam took the ball and took it to the ring that Ayman usually used to play. The ring is quite high, until several times Adam tried to enter the ball. But it hasn't worked yet.

"Kinan, you wanted to tell me about Adam's parents, what happened to the boy's parents?" asked Mama Aisyah who had been very curious. However, it had to be detained because there was that child next to it.

"Adam was cast out by his parents."

"What!" Mama Aisyah closed her mouth in disbelief at what she heard. "What do you mean?"

Kinan also recounted everything he had heard from Adam, without detracting from it in the least. Zayna was also very surprised, she did not expect that there was a child who experienced things beyond her. The woman was still welcome in her family despite daily pressure and abuse, while Adam had to be driven from his own home. That too by stepmother.

Zayna thought, is there really no good stepmother in the world. Who can love their children like their own. Not every child deserves to be happy, they also want to be born from a full family. However, they cannot choose.

Zayna unconsciously shed tears. He could feel the sadness Adam felt. What else is the child is still a minor, who has not been able to support himself. Kinan looked at his sister-in-law. The woman knew that Zayna could feel what Adam was feeling. He had no intention of making his sister-in-law sad, which was exactly what happened to Adam's life.

"Sister, why is my sister crying? Sorry I didn't mean to make you sad."

"It's okay. I just felt sad, it turned out that there was a child who experienced a life more bitter than I had ever felt. I'm grateful that Adam was able to meet you and Hanif. Although your introduction is not good, at least the child can feel the affection in the family. Not my own family."

"That's my mind too, brother. I can't give him back to his family. Especially after hearing her story. I'm confused how?"

Zayna smiled, she understood the uneasiness Kinan was feeling. Not everyone can be in the position of his sister-in-law. Even he is not able to get through it all.

"All the decisions are with you and Hanif. Whatever it is, brother will definitely support you."

"Mas Hanif also actually wanted to adopt it, but it would definitely be very difficult if there was no information from his parents, nor social services. Mas Hanif will try, hopefully God will smooth out all our difficulties."

"Amin, I hope it's like that."

"Mama will support you too. If that's the best thing for the kid. It was a pity if he had to go back to a family that did not expect him, while here there were people who already loved him very much. Mama is proud of you," said Mama Aisyah while rubbing Kinan's hair with a smile.

As a parent, of course, he was very happy, when he saw his daughter had a high social spirit. Helping something simple is already making you proud, let alone a big thing.

"I'm so moved!" yelling Kinan while hugging his mother.

"Don't be so tight, this is Baby Ars sleeping!" mama Aisyah exclaimed in a stifled voice, afraid to wake her grandson. Zayna smiled seeing him she was also proud of her sister-in-law, who had a high social soul heart.

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