Big Boss Wife
Chapter 95
Brother Zayn asked me to sit next to him, facing off against Zayyan who was now smiling kindly. Zayyan was very different from her more cool sister, she was very friendly and kind.
"How are you, brother?" ask Zayyan.
One oddity for me when he called me brother, even though from the beginning he always called me by name, even though he was my junior in college.
"I'm good, how are you?"
"Well, said Mr Zayn you again compose the thesis?"
I immediately turned to Brother Zayn who was next to me, and my husband immediately asked, "What?" Tuck my hair behind my ears.
"You guys are ghibahin me?" I asked while looking at my husband.
Zayyan smiled, Brother Zayn also laughed. The two brothers laughed at each other.
"Za, tomorrow-tomorrow you tell me again about him, which I don't know yet," said Kak Zayn who then sipped his soft drink.
"Ready." Zayyan smiled again, then grabbed his backpack. Looks like he's getting ready to go home.
"You really are ghibahin me?" I pretended to be angry, when in fact I was happy to see them getting along and Kak Zayn was able to be nice with Zayyan.
"I'll go home first, brother. Thanks for the gift." Zayyan carries a paper bag that he says is a gift from Zayn.
"Be careful, Za."
Then Zayyan left Zayn's room. Right now, it's just me and my husband smiling to themselves.
"Would you be better off with Zayyan?" my many.
Brother Zayn took off his suit and hugged me.
"Ra, Zayyan seems to have loved you very much. But, he did not want to date, he said to follow in the footsteps of Papa, married without dating." Brother Zayn sniffed my neck, giving me goosebumps of amusement.
"Good dong. We're also married without a date, brother."
"Yes, but Zayyan eventually became me first, because your soul mate was me." Brother Zayn kissed my cheek, then re-hugged and leaned his neck on my shoulder.
"Actually it's not late, I'm the one who doesn't want to open my heart. It was you, so it was fate." I hugged Brother Zayn back.
I never thought my big mistake was making me a wife of a man I've loved so much for so long. Fate is never wrong, it's just that I need extra patience to wait for our hearts to be ready to accept this fate.
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Arriving at the apartment, it was already night time and I had not cooked, so I hurried to the kitchen to check the ingredients that I could cook quickly.
"No need to cook, Ra pesen. You take a shower, let me eat." Brother Zayn sat on the couch and played with his cell phone.
"Yes, that's it." I left the kitchen, about to enter the room when suddenly my phone rang.
I received a call that turned out to be from Mama. What's up, huh?
"Yes, hello Ma." I did not enter the room, and chose to sit on the sofa near Kak Zayn who occasionally glanced at me.
"Honey, Yumna's already given birth" Mama said across the phone.
"Oh yeah, when's Ma?"
"So, the operation, Mama didn't take your call because of panic, suddenly bleeding continues surgery."
"Oh, but now Sister Yumna is the same baby, right, Ma?"
"Yes Ra, Kimmora was here too."
"It's late at night, Ma, I'm going there tomorrow, but the rain must be jammed."
"Dear, you're closing Mama first."
"Yes, Ma."
I stared at the screen of my phone displaying a picture of my wedding and Brother Zayn. Again I feel sad, because until now I have not been pregnant.
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...Be patient, Ra. You have to be patient about the child. Let Juna work harder....
Good evening.
I doble up, no one wants to give coffee so I can continue to Arsen 😥😥
Tired once 🤭🤭
Don't forget the ritual.
See you again 😘😘😘