Binding, Binding Promise
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Zain and Yuna are seen at home in the car, there is no sign that the two will get out of the car and enter the mansion to meet Mommy who has been waiting for their arrival since last night.

The two creatures enjoyed the conversation. Eits, wait a minute. What is clear is not just ordinary conversation, from the look on the faces of the two they appear to be involved in a small debate. Usually in domestic relations, small things can spark debate even though it is not needed.

"Darling, I don't like that." Zain tried to comfort Yuna, but strangely the woman continued to be jutek after hearing her husband's opinion.

"If you don't like my choice. Now tell me, what name do you like? If that name sounds good in my ear, I promise I'll agree to it without any rebuttal, not the least." Said Zain while holding the fingers of his beautiful wife. After a few seconds of frowning, Yuna looked happy.

Yes, the two beautiful creatures were arguing for the name of their unborn child. And Zain was the one who started the debate which was then warmly welcomed by Yuna who disagreed with her husband's choice.

"Don't sulk anymore, baby. I just want to see this beautiful face always smiling." Squeak Zain pinched Yuna's nose.

"Now say, what kind of beautiful name does my Yuna want for our daughter?"

Yuna seemed to be thinking, she had never really thought of that, but when Zain mentioned some names, Yuna immediately rejected him. It was not that he did not like it, it was just that it felt like there was a wedge in his heart. Is that name not prayer? And Yuna wanted her son to shine like the ever-warming sun, and she wanted a beautiful name for it.

"Fatimah Az-Zahra." Say Yuna with complete confidence. Zain who heard it seemed to frown. It was nothing, just that the name sounded familiar to her ears.

"You sure? It seems, the name is widely used by Indonesians."

"mm! I'm sure, even very sure. Don't you want our daughter to be as good as her Umma and not give up as Babanya?" Yuna asked, she cupped Zain's face with her fingers. Zain himself was thinking about Yuna's words.

"Good names are the best prayers and wishes of every parent to his or her children. And Fatimah Az-Zahra is the name of the Prophet's daughter." Yuna said confirming her opinion, Zain who heard her could only stare at Yuna in silence because honestly she did not know how big the influence of the name was so that her beautiful wife liked her so much.

"What is the name of Fatimah Az-Zahra?"

"What if I add it?" Zain asked still with a confused face, he disagreed if the frills of his last name were not combined with the name of his son.

"I know you'll agree." Zain said without removing the charming smile from his face, he rubbed Yuna's cheeks, the pretty face looked exhausted.

"In the Qur'an there is a surah about women. And I know my Yuna used to read that surah, that surah's name was An-nisa.

So, briefly. I want to add the word An-nisa to our son's name. Does Yuna agree?" There was no reply from Yuna other than a slow nod of the head.

"That's great. I agree!" Reply Yuna. She lifted a brief kiss on her husband's lips.

"So his full name..." Yuna's words hung in the air, she impatiently wanted to hear the whole name for their future child.

"We don't know the gender, even if that's how we're going to determine his name today.

If the one who was born was a daughter like I wanted, I want our daughter's name to be Fatimah Az-Zahra Alkea Nisa De Lucca." Zain said as he clasped Yuna's fingers. He wanted Yuna to agree with his choice.

"And if that comes is a boy, I want the name of our son, Akara Arthit De Lucca. Does Yuna agree?"

"I agree." Yuna's reply was brief.

A second later the two human children exchanged kisses, exchanging salivas to express love. The short kiss managed to arouse Zain's desire, but their bad activity was forced to end when someone knocked on the car glass from outside, of course the man could not see how desperate Zain was when the desire in him could not be resolved. Seeing Zain's annoyed face made Yuna smile thinly.

"We can continue next time, now we have to go in. Mommy must be waiting for us." Yuna tried to calm her husband down, she let out a brief kiss on the top of Zain's head.

Now the two human children are fixing his clothes that look tangled, after which Zain came out first and opened the car door for his precious wife, Yuna Dinata.

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