The Step Sister of Tiri

87. The most beautiful gift

Zayna sat on the sofa in Ayman's room. The woman was still angry because her husband did not understand what she meant. He wanted to hit Ayman in the head because he did not understand.

The man approached his wife. He sat down next to Zayna and held the woman's palm. I don't know what makes his wife's mood worse, but it is undeniable that Ayman is happy to see it. The man once thought that his wife was an independent and patient woman. It would be hard to see the spoiled and sulking Zayna. But who would have thought that he could feel it now.

"Dear, don't do this, dong! I'd rather you say what's in your heart. I'll listen to all your complaints, as long as you say them, don't just hide."

Zayna looked at her husband. He felt moved because Ayman could still be so patient towards him. The woman felt guilty for being too bad to think of her husband. However, Zayna also needed to ask about the woman in front.

"Mas, didn't you say that your secretary was only Sis Ilham, why is there now a woman in front?" ask Zayna.

"He's only temporary, honey. He was here because he had to get training from Ilham before being transferred to the branch office. He also doesn't work with me. He worked on the orders of Ilham for three months here. The inspiration that taught everything. I never interacted with him."

"But why is the table in front of your room? Where is Ilham's room?"

"Ahead of that is actually the table of Inspiration, dear. Didn't you see two chairs there?"

Zayna was silent, she was indeed not so attentive around. The focus is only on the woman, no matter what her name is. He should have asked Ilham and not been angry for no reason.

"Other times, if there's something stuck in your heart you say. Don't just jump to conclusions."

"Sorry, Mom."

"Yes, it's okay" Ayman replied. "You're here for a need, right? Is there something important or do you miss me?" her tanyanya made Zayna remember her purpose of coming here.

He had almost forgotten that because he was already carried away by emotions. However, the woman was confused where to talk from. Zayna suddenly became nervous and tried to divert the conversation first.

"Mas, you're done with it, not yet? We'll have lunch here, yeah! I ordered food."

"Yes, it's up to you."

Zayna plays her phone and orders food. Not to forget also for Inspiration and the secretary.

"Mas, you have an unfulfilled wish?" asked Zayna after thinking for a moment.

"Wants? What wish?" ask Ayman back. He still did not understand the direction of his wife's conversation.

"I'll ask you, when you ask me back, anyway!"

"To be honest, as a human being there must be a lot of desire, but for now, there is still no, anyway!"

"Is there really nothing you want?"

Ayman nodded making Zayna feel sad. She wanted her husband to say that he wanted to have a child. However, it seems that Ayman deliberately did not want to say it because she did not want to see him grieve.

The man did not know the direction of Zayna's conversation. He thought his wife wanted to give him another gift in the form of an item. Seeing the woman's sad face made Ayman wonder. What makes the wife so?

"What's really going on, honey? Why don't you just say what you mean? What do you want to give me a gift?"

"Where do you know, I want to give you a gift?"

"From your words you've seen if you want to give me something. For me, whatever you give me, I will accept, so what do you want to give? I'm impatient."

"Maybe a gift from me won't make you happy, ma'am. Judging from your words, it doesn't seem to want anything, but I'm instead giving a gift."

"No, really, honey. I don't want anything, but if you give it to me, whatever it is I'll love."

"Are you sure you won't be disappointed with this gift I gave you?"

Ayman shakes. In the heart of the man was already certain, whatever the gift of the wife he would definitely receive. Ayman is happy to get his first prize from Zayna. The man became curious, actually what gift was meant by his wife.

Judging from the shape, is it possible for a watch? Is it possible a tie? However, this is too small for a tie size. The curiosity got bigger, so the man was not slow. Zayna looked at the husband with a pounding heart, afraid to see the man's reaction.

Ayman was so surprised to see the gift that was already open. His hands trembled at that long little thing. He took it for a closer look and sure enough, the line two that they had been waiting for had finally materialized as well. The taste of haru enveloped both.

"Sa—Honey, i—this is right the line is two, right? I didn't see it wrong, did I?" ayman asked his wife.

"Yes, Mas. That's line two. I also checked with my doctor and it was true that I was pregnant" Zayna replied with tears.

Not because of sadness, but because of happiness. So also with Ayman who joined in crying and hugging the wife tightly, to channel a sense of happiness that can not be expressed in words. Their wait has not been in vain because it has paid off.

The fear that Zayna felt just evaporated, when she saw how the happy husband reacted. The thing he was afraid of didn't happen. Everyone is happy with their pregnancy. The woman hoped that this child would get the affection of everyone. Unlike her who does not get affection from anyone.

No matter what happens, he will do everything as long as it is right for his son. She would not let anyone hurt her, even if it was her own family. Zayna will be a shield to protect her child.

"Thank you for giving me the most beautiful gift in the world. You and your children are a joy to me. Keep smiling and laughing. You can only cry because you are as happy as you are now. There will be no more tears of sadness, you have to remember that," said Ayman who was embraced by Zayna with a smile.

Ayman breaks his arms to his wife. The man looked at his wife and clasped her palm.

"From now on, don't work too hard. You must take care of your health. Remember here there is a life that you must take care of" said the man by wiping Zayna's flat stomach.

"Yes, Mas. I understand, thanks for reminding me."

"Sure, you are my wife. If I'm not who else is paying attention to you."

Ayman hugged his wife again to channel his affection to the woman. The door of the room was knocked by someone from outside. The two immediately broke down the embrace and wiped away the remaining tears on their faces.

"Lake in!" ayman said in a slightly high tone.

It seems that Ilham entered Ayman's room with food ordered by Zayna earlier.

"Sorry, Mom. There was a motorcycle taxi driver who delivered this food, he said This is your order," Ilham told Zayna.

"Yes, thank you, brother Ilham. I was the one who ordered. This one makes me the same Mas Ayman, this two for Kak Ilham the same woman in front of it," said Zayna while handing over the other two boxes.

"Oh, no need. I will be able to find my own food" Ilham refused because it felt bad.

"Don't refuse sustenance, Brother Ilham. That's not good. Later the other sustenance comes difficult," said Zayna.

Inevitably Inspiration ended up nodding as well. Zayna's been really nice to him since she first met him. He could not understand why the woman's family could not see her kindness.

"Then I go out first. Thanks for the food."

"Together."

Ilham left the room with two boxes of food given by his superior wife.

"So you bought four on purpose, honey?"

"Yes, Mas. I can't possibly eat well while outside there are two people who are starving."

Ayman smiled as he rubbed his wife's head. "I didn't choose wrong. You are always good to anyone. Even though you just knew him."

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