Desire Sister Stepdaughter
CHAPTER 56 - Sharing Tasks

By late afternoon, Zoya is forced to go briefly to the minimarket to buy groceries while they are shopping for real monthly. Seeing the contents of Zayyan's refrigerator was like a rusty widower he was really concerned, about to get angry but what was wrong here was Zoya.

They share the task, it is impossible to go together because at this time Fabian has not taken a shower and Zoya does not believe if asking Zayyan who is shopping. Yes, even though her husband is smart but if he is faced with such tasks will be useless as well.

In order to avoid domestic turmoil, Zoya chooses to go alone and entrust Fabian completely to her husband. It is not without reason, Zayyan has agreed and said if he is able to keep Fabian.

"Oil telon .. which telon."

In fact, Zayyan was confused by himself even since then his son was still in a state of innocence after he bathed a while ago. Naturally if he's not used to it yet, Zayyan finds out he's got a few new kids.

"Why so much, what else is this?" Zayyan was frustrated when he realized that so much had been prepared on the bed, actually Zayyan only needed to change his clothes without having to painstakingly find equipment for his son.

"Hair lotion, a little hair for what to wear this, Bian."

He grumbled inexhaustibly, whether it's just Zayyan or it's actually very difficult to keep a toddler of Fabian's age. The man opened the article and looked for a tutorial because he was afraid of being wrong, even though Zoya had actually been told Zayyan was confused.

While Zayyan was looking for the telon oil, Fabian had already moved to the edge of the bed. Left for a while he can move, especially if Zayyan is off guard. "Good, Fabian!! Shut up here yeah, honey ... Papa looked for a moment of telon oil, "he asked, lifting the body of the son so anxious, wanting him to bite the little creature to cry for a moment of silence.

Just put back, a few minutes later Fabian had moved again and it managed to make Zayyan's head hurt instantly. The man wrapped his son's body in a blanket in the hope of silence.

Unfortunately, not silent but crying as hard as he felt constrained to the end Zayyan confused himself what he should do at this time. "Shuut yes, dear sorry."

Worried that his son was beating Zayyan, just let Fabian move. Although a little bit upset because he was getting confused and not focused on finding Fabian equipment.

"Ah here it is, fall it turns out."

Zayyan's patience is really tested, the child can not be silent, the wife has not gone home even though she just bothered to buy groceries for tonight and tomorrow morning. Now, the search drama telon oil extraordinary long until when he returned to sit on the bed Fabian has bitten the bottle of hair lotion that Zayyan had time to describe its usefulness.

"Dam!! Don't be shigged_ Gosh, shuut don't cry."

He was too worried to realize if it was too rough to pull the hair lotion on his son's hand. Fabian was surprised, again crying and this really shows how good Zayyan is to be papa.

"It's eating, bite all you want."

Zayyan handed him back the magic item, confused as to why his son was more interested in it than biscuits, he thought.

Just half an hour Zayyan guarded, Fabian had already screamed twice and shed tears. If Zoya had known how badly Zayyan was looking after the child, Zayyan might have been cold for the next few nights.

"How do you do it, it's the front or the back?"

If only Fabian could talk, maybe he had shouted as loudly because the papa did not also wear clothes for him. Zoya took only a few minutes, while Zayyan was almost half an hour away and even signs of Fabian having finished bathing were nowhere to be seen.

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"Huft, finally ... stay here, your mom hasn't come home yet, she's gone to the minimarket or where exactly?"

Zayyan, tired from the drama of dressing up for Fabian just a few minutes ago, is now lying there watching the busy son himself there. Whatever, as long as he won't fall, it's safe for Zayyan.

While monitoring his son, Zayyan had time to communicate with one of his friends who he knew had a daughter the same age as Fabian. Only then did he realize, when the man gave the good news, Zayyan had cried because he remembered his wife and he fantasized if his wife was pregnant maybe his son was soon born too.

As a human being who knew the meaning of gratitude, Zayyan obviously would not forget them. When his other business partners chose to leave and decided to cooperate, only Keyvan remained sympathetic and waited for him to rise again.

"Yes Lord thank goodness .. congratulations, Zayyan. Finally you are met, may happiness always and in the future can hold each other whatever the problem."

A short message from Keyvan momentarily made Zayyan sure that in this world there was still someone who would care about him. They talked briefly, if Zayyan would only be silent when Keyvan discussed his daughter, now Zayyan can answer and share his son.

"Please, don't be yelled at .. be it a child or a wife, these two people abstain from being yelled at because it will usually be a big problem, Zayyan."

"I'm not snapping at him, but my patience is a little thin, Van."

Zayyan replied with a discordant laugh and it was true he was not that strong to strengthen patience because usually Fabian often makes the inner Zayyan scream it feels.

"Casual, Zayyan. This is just the beginning, you've never felt your nose being hit with a spoon, have you?" keyvan asked with the emoji until he cried there, if Zayyan saw it would hurt a lot.

Their conversation spread, until Zayyan stopped when he realized the door was about to be opened from the outside. Zoya returns home, without asking to be picked up and she takes Zayyan's own car, proof that she is capable without needing to expect anyone's help.

"Darling .. hello Mama's son."

Hearing Zoya's voice, Fabian wanted to quickly get out of his cage until Zayyan felt as if Fabian had not seen a bit. The man clucked bitterly but wanted to how else after all Zoya who Fabian had seen since first opened her eyes.

"Eh-eh, who taught you that?"

Zayyan panicked, she worried her son why-why. The science from which Fabian could hang exactly the monkey so, while Zoya who had been used to seeing his son's behavior was only clapping many times while feeling proud of the strength of his son.

"Why applause?"

"He used to be, Sister ... Bian's a strong boy, isn't he, baby?" Zoya smiled so gently before kissing her son who already smells amazing, it seems Zayyan is worth believing because now Fabian is very fragrant and clean, Zoya thought.

"Scented museum."

Of course scented, rather than spilling red wine on a mending mattress I applied it to his head all.

Zayyan said, Fabian who can't stand still making his perfume spill until Zayyan rubs everything that's spilled on his son's body, and it's obviously incomparable, Zayyan thought.

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Trying to be a strong male😎

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