Husband Like Papa
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With a flowery heart, Belva kept looking at the screen of her phone which showed the license plate of the man who helped her. Until accidentally hit someone in front of him and made his phone fall to the ground.

"My phone.." Triak Belva took the phone.

"Well dead again..." Belva laments her cell phone which is her only hope to find out who the man who helped her was.

"Belva?"

Hearing a familiar voice in her ear, Belva looked up and became so shocked that it turned out that the one who collided with her was Ziyan, her older sister.

"Sir Ziyan?"

"Belva what are your nights at the hotel?" ziyan asked with a full glance.

"Who's your own brother?"

"So boy, free to go where you are."

"Not that the concept, Defiant brother Ziyan guy then arbitrarily in and out of the hotel, The guy is usually the leader, Protector for his son and wife later, the boy, So you can't just ruin them under the pretext of love."

"Who the hell, who's ruining them, you think you have a sister, if you play with them what if you play with them?" ziyan crazily bent her hands around Belva's neck and pulled towards her until Belva felt suffocated.

"Pass...!" with pursed lips, Belva lowered Ziyan's hand from her shoulder.

"Then what is Ziyan's sister here?"

"Sister, what's your job, yourself? You must have run away from home, Papa and Mama don't know, right?"

"Diamond..." Belva scratched his head because he had no reason to lie.

"Let's go home, it's too late."

"Ziyaaaaan." The screams of the girl who came out of the hotel made Ziyan kiss her face.

"Sir Ziyan?" belva looked at her sister with question marks.

"Ziyan your wallet's height" said the girl.

"Oh yes, thank you." said Ziyan took the wallet and put it in his pants pocket.

"Beloved together... Cup.." the girl kissed Ziyan's cheek before going back inside.

"Is this the work that Brother Ziyan means?"

"A-e... N-no, he's just..."

"Belva says Papa let it be omelin."

"Belva, Hey.... Belva..." Belva leaves without caring for Ziyan, who tries to stop her car.

"Dor!!!" Belva became so shocked when Ziyan suddenly patted her back from behind.

"Sir Ziyan...!"

"Sstttt... You want Papa and Mama to hear?" ask Ziyan.

"Eat him don't get in." Belva went straight to her room and tried to charge her phone. The phone did not turn back on.

"It's all because of sister Ziyan." upset Belva dropped into the bed and covered her entire body using a blanket. But inside the blanket he was imagined to be the good looks of a cold man who helped himself. He reopened his blanket and sat cupping his face to remove the shadow from his mind. But until dawn before he could not dismiss the shadow so that the sunrise he just slept.

"Where's Belva?" asked Zia who was preparing breakfast for Bryan as well as Ziyan.

"Still sleeping." said Ziyan.

"Sleep? Didn't he sleep fast last night?"

"Sleep fast what the hell was that guy last night..." Ziyan stopped her speech realizing that her parents did not know Belva was out at midnight.

"If I tell Belva to Mama, then Belva will also complain to Papa." Inner Ziyan.

"Evening she what is Ziyan?" zia asked without suspicion.

"E-nothing Ma, I mean maybe last night he couldn't sleep."

Hearing that, Zia took a deep breath then went to Belva's room.

Ckleek...

Zia stepped in closer to Belva and rubbed her face.

He smiled looking at the beautiful face of his daughter who had been lacking affection from him. Her grief over Belvana's disappearance leads her to ignore Belva who is still by her side so that Belva is closer to her Papa.

Slowly Belva who felt the touch of Zia's hand opened her eyes. "Mama..."

"Darling..." Zia hugged Belva and shed tears by herself.

"What's the matter Ma?"

"There's nothing dear, Mama just feels guilty to you, all this time Mama paid less attention to you."

Hearing that Belva smiled and tightened her embrace.

During this time Zia always felt guilty for Belvana if she wanted to devote her affection to Belva. But this time Zia no longer wants to have that barrier and is determined to enjoy life with her husband and children without continuing to dissolve in her sadness.

Seriate...