Twins A And Miss Cheriwis

Chapters. 457

Yumna Zehra Moza's.

Pretty name, right? As pretty as that little baby. The baby who had seen the world for three days finally had a name. Such a beautiful name.

Arash returned to the room where the wife was. The man wanted to tell this happy news to the Princess. Yes, according to what Lucas said, before Arash entered the Princess' room again, that communication between the patient and the closest person can trigger the spirit of the patient to rise from his sleep.

Yes, Arash had to communicate a lot with the Princess and tell her about their little baby named Yumna Zehra Moza. Maybe it could trigger for the Princess to wake up from her long sleep.

"Hi, dear," said Arash when he was in the Princess' room.

In Arash's ear there was only the sound of a machine that sounded, without any more motion than the patient lying on the gurney. As Arash walked up to the Princess, the man landed his butt in a chair near the gurney. Arash took the hands of the Princess who felt cold, where on the back of the woman's hand was an infusion needle.

"I'm sorry, I went to stay with you earlier," said Arash who was stronger than before.

If for these three days Arash just cried, complained, and asked the Princess to wake up from her sleep, different for times, after the man met his beloved daughter.

"Why don't you know where I was?" arash asked, the man hoped that if the Princess would answer his question.

"Yes, you're right. I'm meeting our daughter, baby." Arash gently rubbed the back of the Princess' hand.

"I'm sorry, yes, I'm guilty of our son. I ignored his existence." Arash held back his tears not to drip back.

The man let out a long and heavy sigh, letting out a tightness in his chest while recalling the man's mistake as a father.

"You know, our daughter is so beautiful, baby. His face was clean, white, glowing, and very similar to yours. His eyes, his lips, but his nose and eyebrows look like mine" Arash said, chuckling.

"Our daughter is the love of both of us, baby. The real form of love we both born into the world."

Arash kissed the Princess's back. "Do you want to know what his name is? Her name is Yumna Zehra Moza, meaning a luminous flower. What do you think, baby? Good isn't?" ask Arash again.

"Yes, I know. You're going to ask, why not give us the name we've prepared, right?"

"I'm sorry about you, honey. I forgot the name we had prepared earlier. I panicked too much, because I was afraid of losing you!" Arash's tone of voice began to weigh, indicating if the man wanted to cry again with a sob.

"A-I-" Arash turned his head up, trying not to drop his tears.

"I'm sorry, baby .. I'm sorry."

The man was finally unable to hold back his tears, he cried sobbing with his head bowed.

"I'm sorry, baby, I'm sorry, hiks .. I'm sorry!"

*

"Yumna?" zia told Mama Nayna.

"Yes, honey, her name is Yumna. Yumna Zehra Moza's."

Zia smiled. Today he could not go to the hospital, because there was a meeting with Bang Fatih.

"Good name," praised Zia. "Yumna!"

Zia reflected on Yumna's voice, smile, and face, smiling at her. Yes, the little baby was actually smiling at Zia.

"Oh yeah, Mama what time do you go back to the hospital?" zia asked to shift her mind.

"Emm, maybe a bit of a pity," replied Mama Nayna.

"Oh!"

"Why? You want to go to the hospital?" ask Mama Nayna back.

Zia shook her head. "No, Ma. Zia also did not know the meeting was over until when. Bang Fatih said, maybe it will take longer today, because they want to see the picture completed today as well," explained Zia.

"Well then, be careful. Let me know if you need help" Mama Nayna said with a smile.

"Yes, Ma."

A girl approached Zia, bowing her head slightly to salute her superior. Her name is Yuli—asisten Zia.

"Morning, Buk," Yuli said to Mama Nayna.

"Morning, Yuli, have you had breakfast?" ask Mama Nayna.

"Already, Buk."

"If you can't eat together here yet" said Mama Nayna again.

"Thank you, Buk, for the offer. But I really have breakfast."

"Oh, so .. yes already then."

"July this every morning can only have breakfast bread, Ma. If he had a heavy breakfast like fried rice, surely his stomach would hurt" Zia told him.

"Oh yeah? Really so?" mama Nayna asked Yuli.

"Yes, Buk. I don't usually eat breakfast, so if I force breakfast, my stomach will hurt. But, if you only eat a piece of bread, my stomach is safe, Buk," Yuli replied politely with a smile.

"Ah, so. Unique as big as you, yeah."

"Yes, Ma. Yuli is a unique child" Zia added.

Zia finished her meal, and the girl had to rush to Bang Fatih's office. The limitations he was experiencing at the moment, made himself move slowly.

"Ma, Zia go first, yes," said Zia.

"Do you want to bring lunch?" tawar Mama Nayna who was answered by Zia.

Zia knew if the mother must be very tired because she had to go back to the hospital. Zia does not want her mistakes that once again repeated, where she is too selfish because she wants to get the attention of the mother, when the brother needs the attention of the mother more.

"No, Ma. No need. After all in the cafeteria of his company Bang Fatih the food was delicious. Isn't that Yuli?" zia is looking for supporters.

"Yes, Buk. What Buk Zia said is true. In his canteen Mr. Fatih sold delicious, delicious, and nutritious food," said Yuli, which made Mama Nayna chuckle softly.

"You are, Yuli, she answered like an advertisement" said Mama Nayna.

Yuli smiled at the temptation of her boss' mother.

"Then we go first, Ma. Greetings to papa and Bara" said Zia.

"Yes, baby." Mama Nayna stood up to take Zia to the door.

"Be careful, baby, Yuli" said Mama Nayna back when her daughter and assistant were in the car.

"Yes, Ma." Zia waved her hand to her mother.

"Zia's gone, Ma?" ask Papa Satria who just came out of her study with Bara.

"Yes, Pa. He's having an important meeting today."

"Ohh, that's it."

Papa Satria also embraces the waist of the wife to the dining room.

"Bara, are you going to the hospital today?" papa Satria asked as they sat at the table.

"Yes, Pa. This morning I plan to go to the hospital first. Want to see Yumna and Ma'am Putri," Bara replied with a smile.

Yes, since Arash has given a name to his tiny baby, they often feel happy, because finally the beautiful baby has a nickname that is so beautiful.

"Titip Papa's greeting to Arash, yes."

"Yes, Pa."

*

Sifa looked at her husband who currently looked so neat. Today Abash will replace Arash as the representative of the Moza family. Yes, although Bang Fatih also included representatives from the Moza family, he said, however, this important meeting must be attended by companies working with the project currently being handled by Bang Fatih.

"Zia's there too, do you want to come?" haggling Abash to his wife.

"Emm, I want to, but Zia's working, Mas. Same dong I will be dumb as well there," said Sifa with pouting lips.

"Yes too."

"Then I went to the hospital, huh Mas. I want to see Yumna," Sifa's permission.

"No, honey. Notwithstanding. You're pregnant young, you can't go to the hospital" Abash said.

"Why, Mas. I want to see Yumna."

"Yes, honey. But your current condition is two-bodied. At the hospital it was too thick the smell of drugs, baby, I don't want you to feel dizzy because it smells bad. Anyway you can't go to the hospital, yeah," Abash forbid.

Sifa let out her breath slowly. Since Abash learned of her pregnancy, she was banned from going to the hospital. Though Sifa felt bad if she did not go to the hospital, because she was afraid that the Abash family would think a no-no about her absence in the hospital. They do not yet know about her pregnancy.

"You're at aj's house, yeah. I promise, I'll try to get home fast" Abash persuaded.

"Promise?" sifa asked, giving her little finger to her husband.

"Emm, i-it's .." Abash suddenly felt doubt as to whether or not he could go home soon, as this meeting depended on the image painted by Zia.

"You can't promise, can you?" sifa's sulk while lowering her hand.

"I'm sorry, yeah, baby. I can't promise. But, I will try to go home quickly" Abash assured his wife.

"Don't promise, Mas, don't give hope to me" Sifa said softly.

"I'm sorry, huh?"

"Yes, Mas. No papa. I'll wait for you at home."

Usually, if you feel bored, then Sifa will go to Quin's cake shop. However, since the Princess entered the hospital, all the families took turns to come to the hospital to visit her brother-in-law. Sifa could have come to the cake shop, but the woman felt bad if there was no Quin there. Sifa was afraid at the stamp if she wanted to rule the place.

Yes, Sifa had heard from one of Quin's employees who said that, because of her presence in place of Quin, when her brother-in-law was accompanying her husband to Paris. Because of that, Sifa did not come to the cake shop when Quin was not in place. Even if Quin asks, Sifa will subtly reject him.

Sifa did not say that to anyone, as she did not want the employee who said bad things to her, fired by Quin. That would add to the list of people who hate Sifa.

This might already be the fate that Sifa had to live with. And also, it has become a law of nature like if the poor married the rich, then the view of the surrounding community will think if the poor want to master the wealth of the rich.

Yes, it seems like it is the law that exists in the minds of the people whose thinking is very shallow.

"Emm, how about you go to Quin's shop? I'm going to ask Ms Quin, is she there or not today?" abash.

The thing that Sifa wanted to avoid, was even offered by her husband.

"Just as you are," Sifa replied with a small smile.

"Okay, I asked Ms. Quin first, yes."

Abash contacted his brother, then said what his purpose was to contact Quin.

"Sir Quin this afternoon to the store. You were told to go there first with him" Abash said as his phone call to Ms Quin was cut off.

"Yes, Mas" Sifa replied briefly.

"Tell the driver, yes, if you want to go to Quin's place."

"Yes, Mum."

"Yes, let's have breakfast. I have to go faster than usual this," asked Abash who was nodded by Sifa.

*

Sifa sighed softly, the woman was bored in the apartment alone, but usually so. But, this time what makes Sifa feel bored is his mind that is being fixed on Yumna. The woman deeply missed Yumna whom she had only met once. About what the face of the baby who had just turned four days old was.

"Am I going to Aunt Nayna's house, okay? Is there Rayyan? At least I can play with Rayyan over there?" muttered Sifa who changed the plan of the husband, into his plan.

"Yes, I'd better go to Aunt Nayna's house instead," Sifa broke up who also missed her nephew.

Sifa called Ms. Quin, apologized and said she did not go to the store because she missed Rayyan. Quin did not bother about it, but what astonished Sifa was Quin's last words to him.

"Don't forget to drink milk, Fa. Vitamins too. You can't hold Rayyan for too long either."

Yes, that sentence was said by Quin, which made Sifa feel astonished by the sentence.

"What does Mother Quin mean? Doesn't Miss Quin know that I'm pregnant?" muttered Sifa stared at the screen of her phone.

"Hmm, it's only natural that they already know. Definitely they yearnya from Mbak Anggel," said Sifa with shrewd.

Sifa hoped that her pregnancy would not make Arash feel happy over the suffering that her sister-in-law was experiencing. Yes, although Arash would not think so, but Sifa felt bad. Perhaps it was the effect of her pregnancy that made Sifa feel a little sensitive.

Sifa called her husband, saying she was going to Aunt Nayna's house, where she wanted to see her niece.

"Can you, Mas? I miss Rayyan too," Sifa persuaded from the phone call.

"Yes, honey. Don't forget to tell me, huh?"

"Yes, Mom, thank you so much." Sifa decided on her call, and the woman rushed to Aunt Nayna's house, before noon came.