After Married
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The road is not always straight, sometimes winding, even hollow. So we must always be vigilant and ready in living every path of our destiny.

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"Mrs ...m ... Zi***** doleh nenang?"

Fadhil turned to Nisa, because he did not understand what little Zi was talking about. Nisa smiled at him.

"Zi's the swimmer? but mom and dad didn't bring a swimsuit? how later! time to get wet?" nisa asked as she approached her son.

Fadhil understood what Zi wanted. Zi's excited face instantly turned sour.

"Honey, you can ride other games." Nisa tried to persuade her son.

Instead of complying, little Zi was even more sulking. Nisa is overwhelmed by her son's behavior. Fadhil tries to take the heart of Nisa's son.

"Darling how about taking part in the ride," as he shows a comedy play on Zi.

"You om, hoyee .." he said happily.

The face that had been grim was immediately brightly cheerful.

Little Zi was immediately carried by Fadhil towards the comedy swivel left Nisa. Before leaving Nisa, Fadhil blinked one of his eyes at Nisa.

Nisa was made wrong with what Fadhil did just now. He immediately suckled Zi and Fadhil towards a vehicle to play a comedy swivel.

"You don't want to try Nis?"

"No, I'll see you guys here."

"After that, we ride, baby."

"Come om, mama ndak ucah invited."

Zi further tightened his embrace on Fadhil who was still holding Zi.

"OK me there first yes," said Fadhil.

"Be careful."

Then Zi and Fadhil started riding a comedy. Zi is very happy to play with Fadhil today, and vice versa. The three of them also took photos of the three for mementos.

Evening arrived. They also returned home immediately. After all they had been out of the house for a long time and had enough fun today.

On the way home.

"How was it today?" fadhil asked Nisa and Zi.

"Love check it out, coach it out." This time it was Zi who answered him.

"Dear together" said Fadhil as he ruffled Zi's hair.

"Om, dangan diatak-atak dong, later ndak ganten again." Said the little Zi who was starting to sew.

"Ha ha ha .. Who taught you so dear?"

"Maq."

"Ok, um ain't gonna mess up your hair again okay."

"More." Zi hooked her little finger and Fadhil's little finger.

Nisa was just in a daze at the familiarity of Zi and Fadhil. She did not expect the narcissistic nature of her late husband had been inherited by her son.

"You why Nisa? hungry huh?" janda Fadhil to Nisa.

"Eh, hing?"

"Zi want to eat with om ga?"

"You're o'm, hayo."

"Then Zi wants to maem what?"

"Em, ice cream."

"Zi, you remember mom's message, don't eat a lot of ice cream, later the teeth hurt." Nisa said.

"You want, or you want some ice cream."

"Okay then we go to the ice cream shop with the same cake."

"Mas .." said Nisa.

Fadhil was shocked by Nisa's call just now. He usually calls her "sister" why "mas?" Whatever his calling, he was very happy.

"Eh sorry brother, please don't follow any desire Zi, she is still a child 'ga can eat a lot of sweet food, it is not good for the health of her teeth.

"Relax Nisa, it won't happen, after all Zi is a submissive child today, she's also not fussy, so it's not wrong to obey her will."

"As much as big brother, but once enough, don't spoil him again with sweet food."

"Yes, I promise."

And finally the three of them stopped by the ice and cake shop. Zi was very happy with all the activities today, as well as Fadhil. Nisa only looked at her husband's son and best friend while occasionally eating the food she ordered. When all was done, they went home.

"Om, um later inep at Zi's house right?" ask Zi on the way home.

"Sorry dear, tomorrow morning if there is a business trip out of town, so you can stay at Zi's house."

"I'm sorry, baby."

"Zi, om a lot of business, later if you have free time, om will definitely maen to Zi's house, ok."

"Ote moms."

Then they arrived home. Fadhil, excuse me to come home soon.

"I'm sorry to go home handsome."

"Of om cayan."

"Yes, assalamu'alaikum."

Fadhil turned to Nisa.

"I say goodbye to Nisa, assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam, thank you mas."

"Together."

And Fadhil immediately drove his car towards his house.

🍃Home Nisa

"Zi, you want to have dinner or get changed."

"That's going to dress up mom's clothes, then you're going to eat again."

"Ok, let's go to the room."

And Nisa also accompanied her son to change clothes, while Mbok Iyem prepared dinner.

Amidst the busy changing clothes Zi. Nisa also asked.

"Zi, can you ask Zi something?"

"What are moms?"

"Zi dear Zi ga's father? kangen ga's?"

Zi immediately turned to look at the picture of father and mother neatly installed in one corner of his room. Bjsa accidentally sets it up there, so that Zi knows who his father is and does not forget his father, even though there is little time they have done together.

"Zi cayang daddy moms .." he said downcast.

"Mama also dear daddy, tomorrow we visit dad ya."

Zi nodded while clutching her mother's body. Then they headed to the dining room for dinner.

"Night little aden mbok." Greet Mbok Iyem when Zi and Nisa arrive at the dining room.

"Night mbok shayang, Zi kangen ama mbok."

"Yes mbok also den, how was the show? ga seneng?"

"Cenenen really mbok .." and little Zi began to tell me everything she went through today with great enthusiasm.

From the way the story was told, Zi really liked the agenda today. Nisa also took the initiative to give a gift to Fadhil because he had taken pains to make the event so fun today. Even in Nisa's mind, it wasn't to think to take Zi for a walk. Fortunately, he has a friend like Fadhil, who is always there when Nisa needs help.

Fortunately Fadhil is still single, so he is free to play Zi, but I don't know when he will find his soul mate, whether something like this they can do together again or not.

"May you meet your soul mate soon, hopefully, I don't want to bother you too long." Nisa said in her little heart.

Whatever the status of his widow makes him uncomfortable, especially his age is still young. But what can be done, fate puts him in a position like this.

~Connect~

OOTD FAHDIL THAT DAY

Little zi

OOTD NISA'S

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