Young Master's Small Wife
96
A sunny day plus today is a weekend, a big family wants to gather to spend time together mumpung all over again no holiday activities at all, no activities at all, so Zahra as the brain of all these plans wants that all the family and besan both near and far should gather in his house because it will hold a small party, small, whether to celebrate what is important all must be present without exception. Now that the house is crowded with families far and near, FYI which in the sense of the family far and near, Keisya's parents believed to be his besi, all members of the Reyhan and Sita family, and the family, do not forget also the Alfan family as immigrants, because new join in the billionaire family.
The mothers in the kitchen, the fathers discussed about the work accompanied by a cup of coffee in the garden behind the mumpung spacious, while their children were busy talking in the living room minus Vino due to the CEO of an anti-join-join club, most did not like the kayak, so he was forced to hide himself in the room with baby Zayyan mumpung again sleep also so it can be disturbed as much.
"What's the birth right now, brother?" keisya asked glanced at Fitri's already enlarged stomach.
"It's like two months away" she replied simply.
"How many months has it been?"
"Uhukkp....Uhukk..," Sita who was sipping her juice immediately choked to hear Keisya's question blakan. Alfan who was sitting next to him immediately stroked his wife's back and nimbly pulled a piece of tissue to drown out the juice that was spilling over her clothes.
"Drink slowly dong," Alfan grumbled as he continued to painstakingly clean the rest of the stains. Keisya who became the main suspect so feel guilty and look down lethargic.
"I'm sorry Sita, that was a disrespectful question," Keisya scratched his nape unsatisfactory. Sita shook her head slowly while giving a smile so that the questioner did not feel guilty.
"Ehh Kei, why isn't your husband hanging out here? Baby Zayyan isn't there?" tanya Fitri melted the atmosphere so as not to tense very.
"Zayyan is not awake yet and brother Vino is in the room again waiting for Zayyan to wake up he said," Keisya replied as he was.
Speaking of the household Sita and Alfan who had just walked for a month, they looked fine and harmonious. It is harmonious, if in front of everyone but if they are both there is a problem that will occur, for example, Sita asked for a split bed, there is no dialogue at all, he said, if each other also sometimes hamm hemm doang sometimes, complicated indeed if a matchmaking victim let alone if betrothed to a person who is not liked, especially if betrothed to a person who is not liked, different again if Alfan he was always patient in facing the childish manner of Sita, he should be able to think further to consider the state of their household, but yes, maybe this is the first test for him, Alfan hopes for the next year there are no more dramas between them, Alfan hopes for the next year, no need to put a fake face in front of everyone, especially on both parents who always ask about grandchildren every day, how to make children if Sita just do not want to be touched, or not touch, alfan had to lie and say that God did not love his trust in him and Sita.
From the direction of the stairs down Vino with baby Zayyan in his carrier, it seems that their little angel has awakened from the roar of beautiful dreams. Vino still wears a nightgown that motif lamb navy color, his hair is disheveled (be told to keep baby Zayyan even go to sleep), sandals are used again LDR alias next door, aka different, one of his slippers one more flip-flops brand swallow, like it's Papa's deh because Gibran most like to wear flip-flops in the house, maybe taper haha...
But honestly, people want to wear whatever is too saucy, want his head bald still looks the aura of good looks. Seeing the appearance of Vino who despite the urgency makes two men who are thought to have married, Reyhan and Alfan become insecure.
"Random hair continues to wear a nightgown aja handsome, is what's up with me, if kayak so even look like a roadside bum. Wahh don't take my wife to this one human" Reyhan murmured inwardly.
"Gosh brother, change clothes first why the hell," grumbled Keisya when staring at the outfit Vino from top to bottom, according to him it was disrespectful in front of the guests. Vino just ngang ngong menggija while scratching his butt not interested in the speech Keisya, as long as baby Zayyan to his Mama he mending further to the bedroom for sleep, later if the actual alarm aka Zahra's voice has echoed throughout the room just now he came down.
"The room, the bed was cut off because of the sound of Zayyan crying," he replied as he yawned widely.
"No, I can't. In here, not very polite as the guests themselves, called their cake long ago come here," Keisya pulled Vino's arm so that he immediately sat on the sofa. Vino clucked annoyed then looked at one by one his guests who also happened to be staring at him, Vino threw a forced smile without a voice which of course was returned a smile also by the guest to seem friendly. Finished with his drama, Vino's face returned flat without expression.
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After returning from the Keisya family home, Sita invites Alfan to his house because he will take some items that he has not had time to transport to his new home, be the one behind Reyhan and Fitri's car.
"Where to go, after Sita!" said Fitri when she saw Alfan sitting on the sofa to stretch his legs, while Sita darted away to his room. Alfan hesitated, afraid that he would be expelled.
Alfan pulled the tightly shut door knob, he guessed it must be his wife's room. Unlocked, Alfan peeked out from behind the door and found Sita looking down and sitting next to the bed. Alfan was stunned as well as shocked, he quickly ran and grabbed Sita's weak body.
"Hey what's wrong with you?" alfan asked, as she hugged Sita's crying became more and more so.
"Sorry," one word came out from the side of Sita's lips that shook violently.
"Sorry for what?"
"During this time I'm a lot wrong lo, I don't pantes be a good wife, why don't you ever divorce me," Sita hit Alfan's field chest, Alfan, he did not like Alfan's too high level of patience to always receive all his treatment.
"Because I love you, no matter what attitude you're going to face, but to divorce sorry I can't."
Silent moment. Sita's heart was touched to hear it, Alfan's love was truly sincere. Sita looked up at that shady bead of eyes.
"From now on I will learn to open my heart, and slowly the land will receive your love."
