
The cooking cooked by Fadhil has matured. Two slices of toast plus fresh fruit salad are neatly arranged on the tray. Then he immediately made two glasses of Nisa's favorite strawberry juice.
After everything was ready, he rushed to go upstairs, where he and his wife slept. When she reached the room, Nisa was still not finished bathing. The sound of water still resounded in the room.
A tray of food he put on the nightstand. Then he headed for the walk in closed to choose clothes for his wife.
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Meanwhile Zein was enjoying her morning breakfast in the backyard. In that place he could see a small playground that had a swing and some flowers that Nisa had planted. Gradually, some of his memories of Nisa had already made it back.
But he didn't share it with anyone. Zein kept that memory tight. But he could not deny there was a little jealousy that occupied him when last night, directly Fadhil gave his attention openly in front of him.
There was a slight sense of tightness when looking at it directly. Some memories of the beginning of the marriage with Nisa again burst into his head.
Memories of when they were in Paris, memories of the moments of morning sickness experienced by Nisa. There are many more memories that suddenly appear.
But now he could only look at her from a distance. The one thing he could still have was his biological son, Zi. Some time Zi asked to stay with her, but Nisa had not allowed it because Zi was still a semester replay.
So that he can not leave until the time to take the report arrives. Only then could he stay with Zein.
>>FLASH BACK ON
"Assalamu'alaikum papa Zein?"
"Wa'alaikumsalam dear, hey what's the junior papa?"
"Alhamdulillah well pa, pa Zi kangen papa.." great-granddaughter Zi across there.
"If the kangen just say the same papa, papa will pick it up."
"But mama didn't give Zi permission, pa?"
"Why?"
"Because of these ten days, Zi still has an odd semester repetition."
"Oh, I see, it means you want to focus on learning first baby, later on the holidays you can play and stay at your house as much as you are."
"Really pa?"
"Yes dear dong, where might papa lie to you."
"Yeay, thank you papa, Zi really love papa Zein."
"Miss you my boy."
After a while, their phone connection stopped. Zein refocused on his work.
>>FLASH BACK OFF
Sometimes just by remembering the trivial things earlier, Zein already felt an incredible sense of pride for him. Especially if his dream can be realized again, he will be happier at that time.
Although in reality it was only Zi who would probably stay with him, but it did not dampen his happiness.
"Wait for papa there baby, papa will definitely come to pick you up" he said in his heart.
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Meanwhile, at Nisa's house.
Thirty minutes later, Nisa was out of the bathroom. Now she is ready to change clothes on the walk in closed.
But it turns out that Fadhil is hiding behind the door and surprises Nisa.
"Brand ..."
"Astaghfirullah mas, ngagetin aja anyway," said Nisa while stroking her chest that beat fast.
"Well, did you come here?"
"Yes make this napiapin," he said while showing a long dress with a leaf motif.
"Well, great choice."
"Of course, your husband is that."
"Yes, thank you, excuse me Nisa wants to change clothes first. Take a bath first," she gently brushed Nisa off at her husband.
"Dear to take a shower, oh yes.wait a day. emmmuuaaachh ..."
After stealing a kiss from his wife, he ran to the bathroom.
While Nisa is getting more and more careless at her husband's behavior.
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