My Bow to the Destiny of Love
The child is a gift not a disaster

"I'm sorry that I'm su'udzon the same as you were." Zidane apologized to Ardian while they were eating at the cafe. Ardian is feeding Adzra. The child just woke up and immediately whined for food with language that still has to be digested first can only be understood.

"Sorry for what, brother?" Ardian just glanced at Zidane then refocused on Adzra.

"I was angry with you when you came. I didn't know you were just back from abroad. I also didn't know that Ayra didn't tell you she was sick."

Ardian took a deep breath. "I don't mind that, Brother. I even have to thank Brother Zidane, because Brother Zidane has always been a standby brother. I'm sorry I still bother you." Ardian is still busy feeding Adzra. Despite talking to Zidane, his eyes kept an eye on his son. "Chay never wanted to be honest when I was away from him. I mean, he's never been honest in his circumstances. Adzra was sick too, sometimes he hid it. Stupidly I was, I never suspected that even when I heard her voice slightly different."

Zidane breathed deeply. "I've told you before, even though Ayra and I are not siblings, I love her more than my siblings. From now on, if you're going to travel far, don't call him on a voice call. Call him on a video call so he can't lie."

"I'm sorry, Brother."

Zidane smiled, "You are great, Ardian.." his eyes looked at Ardian with a look of admiration. "If I were in your position, it seems like I wouldn't be able to behave like you. Taking care of a kid like you, it's like I can't." His hand pointed towards Adzra who was sitting a henchman on Ardian's lap. "You look painstaking taking care of the child."

"I can because of usual, brother. Every time I came home from work, Chay always asked me to bathe Adzra, put on his clothes and furniture. After that, I will feed him. If we don't cooperate, Adzra won't grow well."

"That's what I'm not good at." Zidane breathed a rough breath. "Adzra let me take care while you eat. Poor you, your food has been cold for too long."

"I think cold food is more enjoyable. If it's still hot, I'm less able to enjoy it because it will mix with the heat that peels on the tongue."

"Heh, there's only you." Zidane took Adzra from Ardian. "Adzra same Om first yes .. his papa has not eaten."

Adzra muttered as Zidane raised his body. "Sir .. papa ..."

Ardian immediately stood up to calm his son. "Yes, Honey ... Adzra same as Om Zidane first yes. Papa mau maem. Adzra was maem. It's Papa's turn." Ardian spoke carefully.

Lama Adzra fell silent before finally nodding. It made Ardian smile. "Tos used to be with Papa, honey." Adzra immediately raised his hand and did a tos with Ardian.

"Wah .. Turns out Om's niece is smart." Zidane led Adzra away from Ardian.

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"Mas, my stomach is nauseous again." Chayra started to move uncomfortably when the food that had just entered her mouth felt like it was coming out again.

"You're throwing up here, honey." Ardian swiftly took a small black plastic that he deliberately bought, so that his wife was not tired of going back and forth to the bathroom.

"Take medicine .. You already had breakfast." Ardian put his wife's rice plate on the table.

"I'm afraid I take medicine too often, Mom." Chayra puffed her mouth because her stomach felt like it was stirring again.

"Then the time, dear. This medicine is also prescribed by a doctor. The doctor's an obstetrician again."

Chayra. His mouth was still bloated because it held back nausea. Ardian did not wait for the nod of his wife's head. He took the medicine and immediately gave it to Chayra.

About ten minutes after taking the medicine, Chayra no longer felt nauseous. "Thank you for taking care of me, Mom."

Chayra just smiled as she shook her head slowly at her husband's words.

They were long silent in each other's minds. Only Chayra's hand did not stop going up and down because it was constantly kissed by her husband. After a long silence, Ardian stone remembered with something he wanted to ask since yesterday. "Mc ... Chay, I wanted to ask from yesterday, but I forgot to keep."

"What do you want to ask, Mom?"

"Why did Mr Ghibran get to be at this Hospital yesterday?"

"I don't know, Mom. I think he came with Zidane. But he never messed around, Mom."

"Yes ... Thank goodness then. I'm just surprised why he's here. Moreover, he continues to pique attention on Brother Zidane."

"They were like that a long time ago, Mom. But .. thank goodness you came quickly. He was going to leave quickly. I was also uncomfortable when I saw him yesterday, Mas. We have had a relationship, after all. I'm afraid he's like Brother Zidane who thinks you're irresponsible."

"Have you never tried to explain to Brother Zidane the issue of my need to go abroad?"

"I've tried, Mom. But Brother Zidane is too stubborn. Just as Mom and I were about to start talking, she concluded by herself. Saying we're protecting you, irresponsible husband, like he said. Mom finally let him say whatever he wanted to say."

Just as Chayra's speech was finished, Zidane entered with his wife, followed by Bu Santi who held Adzra and Bian.

"Mom.mom..pa.." Adzra immediately issued a mainstay style as soon as he saw his parents.

"Cool, Ayra." Alesha approached her friend and sister-in-law. His hands are sticking out Chayra's cheeks. "Sir Ardian really stamped the gas. Adzra stopped mimicry, immediately connected with his sister later. Why don't you find a cure so that the papa can also stop."

"Sha .. your talk, Dek ..."

Alesha smiled grimacingly as she looked at the sharp gaze of the husband sir. Chayra immediately giggled at Alesha's expression. "See the condition first so if you want to get sucked. Already know have a devout husband, uh even you can not adjust the place and conditions."

"Ehehehe. Mm ... By the way why didn't you ever tell me about your pregnancy, Ayra?"

"We also just found out yesterday. I have no plans to go there yet. I still take the contraceptive pill. But who the hell, who can refuse from Allah. Yes ... Thankfully, God gave us trust again."

"I just feel sorry for Adzra."

"Pity why?"

"He was too small to have a brother. One child you are overwhelmed. How about two kids, Ayra. You must be overwhelmed."

"Astagfirullahal'adzim, Sha ...'' Chara grunts Alesha. The child is a gift not a disaster. You are-there is a thing." Alesha just giggled at Chayra's words.

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