GRINNED
CHAPTER 69: Happiness Is Simple

"Mayasa, we've all forgiven you. Learn to forgive yourself."

"Son, will my sins really be forgiven?"

"Brother knows that Allah is Forgiving. Forgive every sin of his servant, when he will repent to him. You can only say that the brother who has the right to sue you has forgiven you. And brother will beg forgiveness of him."

" It's impossible that God will forgive me."

"Never despair of the mercy of Allah. Keep following the path. The past let it pass, it is not good for us to remember it, if it will make us forget its grace."

"Sister, take me to Zahara's final resting place."

"Byeah, tomorrow's a Sunday, I don't work. It is time to get to know our mother. We're all going there."

"Really, Brother." A look of excitement emanated from Mayasa's face.

"It's my duty to introduce you to them."

"Oh yeah .. What about Yasmin's grandmother, you tell me that."

"I haven't heard from you since."

"Sadly," said Zaidan, "Once, we pray maghrib first, yuk."

Mayasa nodded. Let Zaidan push his wheelchair. A drop of dew he felt made his heart cool and calm.

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"Daughter sholihah .. today what murojaah, dear."

"Al Mulk 3 verses, Father."

"Okay, I'm listening." Zaidan listened carefully to Anya's reading. While holding his daughter. With a pocket Qur'an in his hand. Once in a while Zaidan blew his yams slowly. Until the reading ends smoothly.

Then, continue reading his own Qur'an, holding Anya. The one sitting quietly listened, while playing around with his delusion.

While Mayasa stammered, following the fatihah reading, which Dinda said. Dinda patiently and painstakingly repeated the reading, so that Mayasa could not feel to say with tartil and fluent.

"Shodakallahul adziiim" said Mayasa and Dinda together

"Thank you, Brother."

"Together."

Then the two let go of the mucus they wore for prayer. Fold it neatly. Then put it in the little cupboard in the musholla.

"We eat first. Yuk ..." Take Dinda to everything.

Zaidan immediately finished his reading.

"It just so happens that I'm hungry too."

He released Anya from his lap. Stand up and grab Anya in her carrier.

"May, how's your wound?"

"There's been a lot of progress, brother." He tried to stand up, without the help of Dinda who had already reached out.

With a little limp, Mayasa was able to reach his wheelchair.

"Alhamdulillah."

Mayasa smiled happily. But he let it go, when Dinda pushed his wheelchair.

It looks bi Sari and bi Rahma have arranged dinner dishes at the dining table.

"Tumben bi Sari didn't come home?"

"Yes, Den. The children were taken all the same to his grandmother's house."

"Oh, but it's nothing, right?"

"There's nothing, Den. Tomorrow they'll be invited by his uncle for recreation."

"Thank God."

Zaidan was very attentive to all the people in his house. This makes them feel at home and loyal to work in that house.

Then he pulled up a chair, sat down quietly. Waiting for Dinda who painstakingly took it for her and her daughter.

"Silver Anya eats alone, yes ..."

"Good, Mother."

But it was Dinda who couldn't get out, out of her habit, not to feed Anya.

So when he saw Anya was a little messy, he immediately picked up his daughter's plate. And start to feed it. Leave the plate full.

Until Zaidan rebuked him.

"Mother ..., or mother who is a bribe father."

"Sister Anya has grown up, Mother" said Anya who really wants to eat alone this time.

"Nach, kan ... Mother." Zaidan's father looked at him with a smile.

"Now the unfinished mother. That's why eat quietly. Anya's grown, let's eat alone."

Dinda was silent and smiling down. Hearing Zaidan 'reproving' her.

"Please Mother finish eating, we want to play the piano again yes, Anya."

But not for long, from afar a voice of azan reverberated.

"Really, Dad?"

"Yes. After the completion of the prayer isya'."

"Mother, I'll wait...."

Dinda nodded, as her mouth was busy chewing her last meal. Then clean the eating utensils assisted by bi Sari.

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"Has Anya been sleeping?"

Zaidan stared at Dinda, who had just entered their room. Putting the book he just read, on the nightstand. The one on the edge of the bed.

"Have ... in his room. Today is so sweet. Is it because we call him 'sister'."

Zaidan who saw his wife thought, just laughed a little. Then grabbed Dinda's hand that was walking towards her. Sit Dinda beside him. Even though Dinda was still sitting behind him.

"She's not only your daughter but mine as well." Answer Dinda.

He looked at Zaidan, protesting.

Zaidan laughed. Happiness is simple. Making a gemes his wife is one of them.

Then, grabbing Dinda in his lap.

"He's grown up now, hopefully his sister's created here."

Zaidan's hand touched Dinda's stomach gently.

"I keep some tests in that drawer. Try this out you use to test, honey."

"Why do you want to hurry."

"Hurry?!"

Dinda stopped her statement, confused herself. Then look for answers on Zaidan's gaze.

"How it's not gonna happen. We are always together, baby. And you let the mas touch you."

Dinda was still, down.

"Are you unhappy if that happens?"

Zaidan grabbed Dinda's chin, and stared deep in the clear of his eyes.

"I'm happy. But I still can't do it if they live in the shadows of their enemies."

"Humaira darling ...." He grabbed his wife in his arms. Keep it warm.

"It wasn't forever. There must be an end, because we have a mortal world. We're just patient or not."That was all he could say, as he also felt fragile.

Yes Robb ....

Give us the strength to live through all of this. Until You win us over those who want to persecute us.

Not wanting to dissolve in sadness. Zaidan immediately switched the conversation.

"Mother, it's time we take Mayasa to Haydi's mom. What say?"

"That's Mayasa's right, Mas. The sooner he knows it'll probably be better."

"Darling, don't you come?"

"If I may."

"But don't be jealous .. We stopped by Zahara's grave first."

"**Yes." Dinda.

But still his heart was broken. When Zaidan called his first wife before him. If in front of others he can be calm. Not when you are alone. His jealousy is seen.

Admit it that you are jealous, dear.Whisper Zaidan's heart in a smile that expands.

Wants him to grab Dinda in the arms of his passion. But not brave. Fear Dinda is not ready. Just like he said.

"We sleep ..." While taking off his embrace. Then lay down beside Dinda.

Dinda felt her husband was not as usual. Feeling disappointed.

"Mas, mad?"

"For you, you can't be angry."

"alright. I'll go to the bathroom first. Want to try a testpect you have?"

"Don't, you don't want the results, do you?"

"I'm sure you'll take care of us. Why am I afraid."

"You sure?"

"I'm so sure."

He went from Zaidan's side. Take the testpect that's in his little desk drawer. Then, to the bathroom, accompanied by a smile Zaidan who expands.

Zaidan patiently waited for the lover to come out of the bathroom. His heart was impatient again.

Retrieved the book that had been placed on the table. Tried to get her back, but to no avail.

Shortly thereafter, Dinda came out of the bathroom with a testpect.

"How did it go?"

Dinda's smile expands, making Zaidan anxious. He immediately put down his book. Waiting and patient Dinda's words, with a pounding heart.

Dinda, who knew her husband's curiosity, walked slowly with a seductive smile. Zaidan gemes.

He immediately got up, slightly running towards his wife.

Somehow Dinda still wanted to linger to reveal the results. He dodged from the hand of Zaidan who was about to grab it. Running around the bed.

"**Mother!?"

He was also caught by Dinda. And Dinda could no longer run, for Zaidan had hugged her tightly.

"What's the result."

With a soft whisper in Zaidan's ear, he said,

"Two red ones."

while showing the testpect he was holding.

"Alhamdulillah. Thank you, Mother. Will Humairah be pregnant with my children?"

Zaidan kissed his wife's forehead.

"Yes .. is here, ask."His hand reached for Zaidan's hand, to touch his stomach.

"He .. he .. he .... How stupid am I to be this ..."

Dinda stared in Zaidan, with a long smile ....

Until the snobbery to express longing. Desire that had disappeared is now coming back, knocking on the door of love to unite in one body ....

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