The Step Sister of Tiri

55. At papa's house

"Darling, I'm going to the office tomorrow. You wanna come?" ayman asked his wife.

It was almost midnight, but both of them had not yet fallen asleep. Ayman is still preparing some reports on his laptop for work tomorrow. Zayna accompanied her husband because she was not sleepy either.

"No, Mas. I'm at home" replied Zayna, leaning her head on her husband's shoulder.

"I'm worried that you're home alone. They'll definitely force you to do your homework."

"Mas take it easy. If it's like that, I don't have a problem. I'm used to that job too. Mom, don't worry about me too much. Just focus on the job so as not to make mistakes."

"Yes, I know that my wife is a great woman. You have to plant one thing in you. Now that you're my wife, you're my responsibility is no longer theirs so, don't ever feel inferior to them."

Zayna nodded her head and smiled. "I didn't think the motorcycle driver I married could make me this happy."

Ayman laughed. He remembered the first time he gave his first living which made Zayna confused. It was a memory they would never forget. The man thanked the mother who had created all those memories. Ayman will tell all these life stories later to his children.

"Darling, we've never tried it in your room. How about we try here now?" ayman asked with a seductive look.

"Try what?" zayna asked, looking at her husband. He really doesn't understand.

"Making a baby's dedek" whispered Ayman right in his wife's ear, making the woman's face blush. My husband is good at embarrassing her. It wasn't the first time, but she was embarrassed. "How do you want, right?"

Zayna nodded her head slowly. Ayman also started his activities. He treated his wife very gently. Makes the woman slumped. This also makes Zayna happy because she feels so loved. It was such a cold night. However, it made the two humans feel a sense of warmth.

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In the morning as usual, Zayna prepared a meal for her family. Zanita, who was drinking water, saw her brother in the kitchen alone. A sly thought suddenly flashed through his mind. The woman returned to her room excitedly.

Zanita tries to tidy up and put perfume on her body. He saw his husband still asleep. The woman left with a gloating smile, walking towards Zayna's room. As soon as she arrived, Zanita arranged the room door with a smile.

The woman knocked on the door three times, until it sounded authentic from the inside asking her to come in. As he was about to grab the doorknob, a hand stopped him. He saw who the owner of the hand was. How surprised because Papa Mercy is there.

Without saying much, the man pulled his daughter and brought her to his room. Zanita who has a small energy, stumbled due to the pull of her papa. The woman was hanging out frontally. However, Papa Rahmat did not care and continued to withdraw it.

Once in the room, Papa Rahmat threw out Zanita's hand. That made the woman fall on the bed. Savina, who saw this, approached her husband and son. Papa Grace's face was so emotional.

"What's this about? Why did Papa bring Zanita here?"

"Ask your daughter what she would do if I didn't come! I warned you yesterday, keep your daughter from throwing a tantrum, but it seems like my warning is not ignored."

"It's better that way. Take good care of your daughter so she doesn't make any more mistakes. Otherwise, you know for yourself what the consequences are."

Papa Rahmat immediately left the room. At first he was going to the kitchen to make coffee, but the man saw Zanita coming out of his room. A grace that felt something was following him. Sure enough the woman went to her daughter's room. He was very sure what Zanita's purpose was to get there.

After the husband's departure, Savina looked at her daughter furiously. "Have Mama said before, don't throw a tantrum. Why are you so hard to talk to!"

"What's wrong? I just want to live happily with a good person. Why is it that only Zayna can get everything, while I only get sufferers," Zanita said with tears.

He is upset with his life full of suffering. Though she was more beautiful and more powerful than Zayna, but why all the goodness came to her sister. Zanita feels everything is unfair and Zayna doesn't deserve it all.

"Fahri is good too. Try to behave well with your husband and in-laws. Rest assured that Fahri is indeed your soul mate. Please just this time. Don't throw tantrums with Ayman and Zayna either. You know for yourself how your father gets angry."

"But I'm sure papa's anger is only for a moment. Mama reminds me, when Zayna's wedding is off! Papa was angry, but it was all temporary. After that, my father also acted normally. I'm sure this time it's like that too."

Zanita still persuaded her mother to help her. He just wants Ayman to be his. Savina no longer knew how to explain to her daughter. The woman was very afraid that the truth would be opened by Grace.

He did not want to see his daughter's injured face. Now Zanita is very hurt. What if his daughter finds out that he's not Grace's son. Of course his envy and hatred for Zayna will be even greater. When that happens, Zanita will be harder to control.

"This time is different, dear. Try to understand your mother's situation. Mama please! You don't make a tantrum."

Savina clenched both her palms on her chest. Zanita looked at her mother with a sad look because she thought Savina no longer loved her. Without saying much, she left her mother alone in the room.

Meanwhile, Grace chose to continue the goal. He went to the kitchen to make coffee and it turned out that there was Zayna who was busy with kitchen utensils. No doubt about the skill of the woman. Everyone who enjoys their food will love it.

"Papa can't bring happiness to you. This time Papa will do whatever it takes to maintain your happiness. Papa is pretty sure you're very happy with your husband. Papa can also see you are very happy with your family-in-law. You can get real happiness with them as a real family," Inner Papa Grace looked at her daughter's back.

Zayna, who felt that someone was looking at her, looked back. He smiled at his papa. "Papa, need something?"

"Papa wants to make coffee."

"Let me do it" said Zayna. "Papa should reduce the consumption of coffee in the morning. Not good for health."

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