WIFE TO THE BLIND MASTER
CHAPTER 117 ABOUT THE SON OF SANIA
The next day, Sania woke up from her long sleep. To his left are his two adorable nephews. On the right is Zion and on the left is Meysa. Carefully Sania got out of bed, hoping that her movements would not wake the two young children.
Having just stepped on her feet after stepping on the floor of the room, Meysa's voice stopped her steps.
"Aunt ..." whining. Sania then turned her head and immediately approached the little girl before she cried.
"Yes dear." Sania lifted her body and sat on the bed. Waving her hair that covered her tiny face.
"Meysa wants to go home, Bi." Like that's a child. Sometimes the request is unexpected. Last night, Sania persuaded her to go home, but the little girl refused. Then early in the morning like this, he whined to go home.
"Meysa took a shower and kept eating breakfast. After that, I'll take Meysa home." There's no way Sania could just take Meysa home. At least Meysa should be clean and tidy when she comes home later. Afraid Keyla thinks Sania's not taking care of her little daughter.
The little girl slowly nodded. Then the tail of his eyes caught Zion who was already awake. His eyes were open looking at her.
"Zion's awake, baby." The little boy was very independent, just like Darien. She wakes up without crying and she can also get out of bed by herself.
"Already, Bi. Zion's gonna take a shower." His small steps slowly entered into his bathroom, Sania was astonished by his adult-like behavior.
At Sania's house there are indeed some clothes belonging to Zion and Meysa. Just in case they stay at his house.
His days are no longer lonely, especially now that Son is abroad. At least the presence of these two young children treats his long-lost longing for his son.
That time .....
The rain soaked the earth that night. Sania accidentally falls in the bathroom. He was bleeding and rushed to the hospital. The doctor decided to take immediate surgery. Sania had to deliver her baby prematurely.
The operation went well and the baby survived. But still have to be given special handling. And bad events befell their families, premature babies that he gave birth to a few days was declared dead. Sania could not help but cry. He was so devastated, also Son who felt failed in looking after his wife.
"My son ...." Sania cries in Son's arms. She has to lose her baby. He hadn't touched it yet, but it was gone.
A glimpse of that pitiful shadow flashed across his head. And for years he and Son have been trying to have children, but have not been given any more trust.
"Auntie, why daydream?" Meysa's voice breaks her daydream. He then nodded and smiled.
"No, hon. Aunt is hungry" he replied.
"Zion's hungry, too, Bi."
Meysa rolled her eyes off guard, she did not like the presence of her male cousin. Zion's a bitch she thinks.
"Auntie! I don't want to sit next to him!" They are now at the dining table. But Meysa refuses to be next to Zion.
"Zion, come here. You're sitting next to Auntie." Zion shook her head, she ignored Meysa glaring at her. She was cute and chose to take the plate and fill it with delicious fried rice.
"Auntie!" whining while pouting.
"Meysa moved here." Sania was made to shake her head at the behavior of her two nephews.
"You don't be like Meysa's little boy! I'm just sitting here! Why don't you sit next to me? Am I a bacterium?" Zion looked at him cynically. His words are like adults.
"Hey already! Don't fight at the dinner table. This is the dining table, where to eat. Look, Aunty doesn't like you guys fighting like this. You are brothers" Sania advised.
Zion and Meysa were silent. They are small, but there is an adult-like behavior.
"Auntie, after this Zion will play in the park, yes" he asked.
"Yes, Zion. But we'll take Meysa home first."
"No, don't want to. Meysa wants to come with you." Sania turned to look at Meysa, astonished at Meysa's unstable.
"Meysa isn't coming home? He said to go home."
The little girl nodded quickly. "No, Bi. Meysa still wants to be here."
If it ends up like this, he'll have to tell Keyla again. If his son does not want to be brought home.
"Basic freak!" Zion started to mock him again.
But Sania reminded the two of them to shut up and continue eating only.
***
Unyielding to the woman who is currently standing by the roadside. Waiting for a taxi to pass. He was already preparing for an interview at one of the companies in the city. Not wanting to be helped by anyone, he with his own hard work looking for a job.
"Maria, let's just deliver it." Raul, who wanted to go to work, offered to take his daughter.
But Maria shook her head, apparently she was still upset by her father's attitude last night. To the extent that he inhabited his father until now.
"Mary, you'll be late." Raul tries to persuade her but Maria steps away, she walks towards the stop.
A car suddenly stopped right in front of him. The car owner lowered his windshield and smiled at him.
"Strick ...." The handsome man who turned out to be Maria's friend once upon a time.
"Mary, where are you going? Come on up," he asked.
Maria turned her head towards Raul who was still standing looking at her.
"Come on." Chris opened the door of his car, telling him to hurry in. Not much choice, finally Maria accepted Chris' invitation. He also did not want to be late for the interview. This is a golden opportunity for him. He had failed several times, this time he did not want to fail again. Sania had actually offered to work at one of Son's companies, but Maria balked. He wanted to find his own job, not depend on anyone.
"Uncle, has Maria left yet?" Jeffry came by his motorcycle. She heard Maria was going to interview today, that she also got info from her friend. Because it's been a few days Maria no news makes it more frustrating. Moreover, Raul's attitude is now not friendly to him anymore.
"What are you still here for? What do I say when it's not enough to make you understand? Don't come near my daughter again!" Raul's words hurt him. Raul often warned him not to approach Mary again. But Jeffry is already in love, no matter what obstacles to make him unite with Maria.
"Uncle, I loved Maria a long time ago. I—"
"Go!" drive him out then in a snarling tone.
