Desire Sister Stepdaughter
CHAPTER 43 - Wrong All

"Yesaaak ...."

Along with Zoya's sigh, Fabian's crying voice suddenly sounded to make Zayyan pause for a moment. The two stared at each other and Zayyan held on with his position.

"Sir, Bian mena_"

"Shuut, can he shut up by himself?" ask Zayyan later.

"Who may be silent to himself, must be given milk, Brother."

"Oh my God, Fabian .. in a moment, dear. Can ya?" Zayyan asked as he tried to move slowly and made Zoya pat her on the shoulder irritated.

"Don't you hear her crying that hard? Come on, watch out." Zoya pushed Zayyan's chest which now looked furious.

Zayyan had no choice, he was forced to follow the wishes of the wife who now had to choose her son even though both of them had not yet reached the top. Zoya returned to wearing her clothes quickly, there was no way she could just plainly carry her son.

"Dear cup cup cup, thirsty huh?"

Her son's cries slowly subsided as Zoya hugged him. Of course what Fabian wants is his mother's milk, not no matter Zayyan but right now Fabian is more important of course.

"He used to wake up in the middle of the night like this, Zoya?" zayyan asked while tying Zoya's hair which she felt was very disturbing.

"Usually no, may be disturbed ... Brother is too noisy," said Zoya did not want to be in the wrong position when the two are the same.

"I? You are noisy," Zayyan replied as well feeling that he was not wrong at all.

He who is currently only wearing*********** is sitting in front of Zoya. Zayyan kissed Fabian's now sweaty head until his hair got wet. Fabian was that focused even and brushed off Zayyan's face that kept teasing him.

"The memory is so much, is it really this way, Zoya?" During this time Zayyan had never noticed a child of Fabian's age nursing, and this was the first experience he had of gazing at this beautiful scene.

"That's it, Brother."

"Heeum smells, is the whole kid like this, honey?" Zayyan seemed to forget that his head even hurt because his son suddenly woke up in the middle of the game. However, when hearing Fabian's speech Zayyan's heart seemed to melt.

Zoya nodded and smiled knotfully as she did not let go of Fabian's gaze. If seen from his current characteristics, it is likely that his son will not sleep until tomorrow morning.

"Fabian, haven't you? When's she sleep, honey? Papa's not done yet." Zayyan said as he kissed Fabian's head so deeply, and hoped that his son would understand,

"Babbaaaa ...."

Zoya laughs when her son suddenly turns his head and thinks Zayyan is playing with her. Accustomed to Dikta's treatment, Fabian thought Zayyan was the same person that ultimately no longer cared for his mother.

"Oh yeah, missed you so much that we forgot our son whose full name, honey?" zayyan asked feeling guilty towards the owner of this round eye before him.

"Fabian Alexander."

Zayyan looked up, his gaze fixed on Zoya who was now also looking at him. The name was too beautiful and inexplicably, Zayyan suddenly felt her heart warm up instantly. "Alexander?" asked Zayyan again to make sure, who knows he misheard and had hoped for more.

"Yes, I take from the name of the brother behind him," said Zoya actually joking but Zayyan took it seriously until the man flushed because of wrong behavior, when it was true Fabian was his son.

"Spa."

"What, Honey?"

Whether it was calling the papa or indeed that was all he could say, Zayyan clearly felt his world was so perfect right now. Moreover, when Fabian laughed widely when Zayyan rubbed his face.

"Sleep, honey .. why is it getting fresher like this," said Zayyan began to understand the meaning of Zoya's words a moment ago.

"Sister, wash your hands there. I'll have a shower soon."

"Huh? A shower? We are not done right," complained Zayyan holding Zoya's wrist, Fabian who is now lying in bed looking busy himself making a sound while biting his fingers.

"You continue when again, Fabian is not possible to sleep in a few hours later," said Zoya who clearly understood how the habit of her son, it is impossible Fabian to sleep quickly if it is disturbed so sleep.

"Yes .. but right?"

"Sshuutt, don't expect him to wake up so much, you better wash your hands quickly," Zoya said, not wanting Zayyan to expect more, guessed that her son would not sleep soon.

"Wash your hands?"

"Yes his fingers are dirty, Brother wants to hold Fabian later." It must be with this kind of explanation that Zayyan understood and soon passed after laughing without sin.

"Sirapapapapa ...."

"You're angry Mama's disturbing her sleep, huh?" zoya asked, looking at her son who had not stopped chattering as if he was angry with her.

- To Be Continue -

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