Unanimous

SEASON II: EPS 13

That afternoon Wiya and Zayn were ready with sports outfit complete with bicycle helmets each.

Mr. Taufik has already raised the bike to the back of the car. Zayn and Wiya will head to Sulaiman Abdullah Sports Park in the Dewa Ruci Naval Complex.

Arriving at the site, the husband and wife did some brief warm-ups, before pedaling a bicycle around the cycling area.

While paddling, Wiya looked around.  The atmosphere of the afternoon was so shady, managed to restore his mood. Around the lush flower garden, many parents run to chase their children.

There is also a group of karate kids who are practicing. Inside the green field on the iron fence, there were also some people who were practicing tennis. The atmosphere was getting crowded with street vendors carts selling around the field.

It's getting late in the afternoon, I don't know how many rounds this time. Wiya looked exhausted.

"Dear brother?" ask Zayn first to stop the paddling.

"Yes, it's late this afternoon."

They got off their bicycles and sat on foot in the grass while chugging water from their drinking bottles.

A female toddler running around avoiding the pursuit of her parents, the little girl hid behind Zayn's body which managed to cover all parts of her small body.

Not far from the girl also looked both parents who seemed to be the guardian of this girl.

"Diann, Wiya... "

The girl peeked out from behind Zayn's body. It seemed like he was trapped, because his parents recognized the person who became his hiding place.

"So this beautiful princess Nadya Azmi huh?" wiya said unexpectedly and took the little girl into his lap.  "Mr Rifa, I can't believe we've met here." Then Wiya stood up and hugged Rifa.

"Yes Wiya, how are you?" ask Rifa warmly

While Azmi has shaken hands and rebuked Zayn and apologized for the behavior of Nadya, their daughter.

Nadya now changed to hold her father's hand.

"Nad, let's apologize to Uncle Zayn. You have carelessly hugged people, " Azmi said to her daughter.

"Sorry Nadya, uncle" he said, reaching out to Zayn. Zayn bent his knees to match Nadya's height, half kneeling down the back of the hand, like a prince welcoming his princess.

"No problem princess," gently rubbed Nadya's hair. "How old are you, pretty?"

"I'm a five-year-old uncle" replied Nadya while showing her five fingers on her right hand.

"Smart girl" Wiya said.

Now Zayn lifts Nadya's body into his arms.

"How about now we have pull tea together?"

"Sorry Zayn, we have to go home soon because Nadya has to go to teach after the magrib later," Azmi refused slowly.

"Duh, what a pity yes," said Wiya.

"Yes, next time we make a pact, how about?" tawar Rifa's.

"Well, it looks like we're going to have to split up" Zayn chipped in front of Nadya and handed Nadya to Azmi.

"Until you meet again uncle and aunt" said Nadya waving her hand.

After saying goodbye, Rifa and Azmi invite Nadya immediately into the car and wave their hands once again.

Every time he sees Zayn's interaction with the little ones, Wiya's heart warms up imagining how Zayn spoils their children later.

"I'm very confused with Vinny, " said Zayn when Azmi's car was no longer visible.

"I'm sorry, we don't have children of our own."

"Did my words hurt your heart? if so, I'm sorry. We're going home now?"

"I want to go to Mom's house,"

***

Tomorrow, one year of their marriage. For one year they have been trying and praying to be immediately believed to have offspring, but fate has not yet allowed it.

As a couple who love each other the presence of a baby in the middle of marriage is certainly the desire of all brides. For one year anyway, I don't know how many pregnancy test kits of various types and brands Wiya try. No one has drawn line two.

Sometimes Wiya tries to reconcile and forget about it for a moment. But at certain times the desire to get pregnant is increasingly disturbing the mind. There is a fear of her being unable to give Zayn offspring and slowly Wiya fears that her husband's love and attention will fade.

Though it was just Wiya's own bad opinion. Zayn, he is very eager to have cute children who will make his house boisterous and rowdy. But if he doesn't deserve to be a father, he can't blame Wiya for this.

The quiet atmosphere enveloped their journey until they arrived in front of the house of Father Ilyas and Mother Ria. Mother does not know that today her son and daughter-in-law will visit their home, she is very surprised and happy to welcome Wiya. Vice versa.

"Yes, son, I miss you so much. Just tomorrow I want to get dad to your house" Mom patted Zayn on the shoulder and asked him inside. "Sit here, Mom called me first to know you were home. If not in the middle of know later abis father pray magrib usually do not go straight home." Mom took her phone.

"Mother, whose mother's son now who the hell? how is Mas Zayn welcomed?" murmur Wiya.

"Ah this you, you've brought your husband to the top first clean up soon Adzan," Mother ordered "So help mom cook for dinner huh, you guys nap here right?"

"Don't mom, we'll just deliver later than mom bothers again at night."

"Ah, no hassle. The son and daughter-in-law of the mother come only occasionally this really,"

"Yaudah later Wiya help you cook mother yes, now Wiya ready to wear gold Zayn used to be ma'am," said Wiya

"Yes.iya.yah already there you go up, I also want to pray magrib first."

***

Wiya returned to the kitchen after finishing the bath, and prayed magrib. Help mom prepare dinner. Zayn accompanied dad chatting in the TV room.

"Cut off the celery Wiy," Mother handed some celery leaves to Wiya.

Wiya immediately grabbed the soup complement and cut it small. Mother noticed the water Wiya's face is not as cheerful as usual.

"How's your wedding going, son?"

"Ha, good mom. Alhamdulillahot. Zayn always gives his best."

"Thank God, yes I'm sure son Zayn will make you happy," comfort Ria's mother while putting cooked food into the container.

"But, the scared Wiya can't give her the best ma'am" said Wiya.

"What's the child's problem?"

"Mas Zayn did not bother him at all, Ma'am, Wiya, who was afraid, if...."

"Are there no signs yet?" search Mother.

Wiya shook her head. Mom went to her shop next door, picked up some herbal products from there. Then go back to the kitchen and hand over some boxes for Wiya to take home.

"Mom, a lot of it. You didn't tell me to be a mommy, did you?"

"You've given me Wiy, hehe. If there are no serious health problems. God willing this herbal product is quite effective Wiy,"

"Yes but this is a lot of ma'am, when is it over?" wiya.

"Yes the name is also a business Wiy, try it first. It's for 6 months stock. If there's no result, I'll add more,"

Wiya swallowed the weight of her saliva. He was not used to taking drugs. In addition to often forget, Wiya also does not like the smell of leaves, spices or the like from herbal products. But Wiya will put all that aside and promise himself the discipline of taking some herbs that his mother offered earlier.

***

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