Mahligai Love Zeda Humaira Emerson
MC Zeda Humaira #103 - Daughter of the Don Mafia
"There is a sound of Javeed" said Via as he opened the door to his room.
"It's very sharp hearing the child if you hear Javeed's voice," Aira kekeh while cleaning the bed.
Via ran out and he immediately greeted Javeed with a big smile. "Om, Om here? What's up for Via, Om?" Javeed who was tense and upset at Arsyad now immediately smiled when he saw Via, especially after hearing the same question Via every time Javeed visited.
"Via's favorite yellow rice dress," Javeed replied as he glanced at Arsyad who was currently still staring at him sharply, as if to guess him.
"Yellow rice in the kitchen, Via. Enter gih," cried Arsyad with his firm voice but then his forehead wrinkled when he realized something. "Where does yellow rice sell here?" Ask Arsyad who immediately made Javeed laugh.
"That's Biryani rice, but said Via nasi kuning," replied Javeed and Arsyad only beards.
"Yeay, there is yellow rice, Via wants to eat ah," exclaimed Via girang while jumping girang to the kitchen.
"What else?" Ask Arsyad because Javeed is still there. "You again?" Threaten it while re-lighting the match.
"Psycho!" Javeed then he returned home, Arsyad only shook his head, he closed the door and followed Via to the kitchen.
Not long after Aira also came to the kitchen and Arsyad helped to dance a chair for her, Aira was sitting carefully.
"Mas, you've seen our kid's USG photos, haven't you?" Aira asked suddenly who immediately made Arsyad's heart gasp, he looked at the idol with enlarged pupils.
Since Arsyad revealed his heart, Aira spoke less and less with him but Aira was no longer cold to him, and what Aira's lips are saying now is a real surprise to Arsyad moreover the tone of his speech looks very different.
"Already, in love see the same Via," replied Arsyad who inexplicably felt nervous, as if he had just first spoken to Aira.
"First USG photo, have you seen?" Ask Aira again while opening the Biryanya rice and then get it for Via.
"Be-yet." replied Arsyad who then cleared his throat to calm his feelings.
"I'll show you later, but I'm different. Because of her ultrasound from 4 months, while other people are usually two months or less," said Aira who now takes rice to Arsyad.
"When the midwife says I'm pregnant, I just don't believe it, I keep checking with aunt Tiya, mass Arsyad remember 'is the same obstetrician in the village, Ummi's friend?" asked Aira with a smile.
"Remember dong" said Arsyad. "He's going to be at our wedding" he continued, which is now slowly starting to relax.
"I checked into her, and I'm actually pregnant and I'm 4 months pregnant. I'm the same Ummi really can't believe, Mas. Moreover, I still came by the moon, but Aunt Tiya said, sometimes it can happen." Arsyad was satisfied to hear the story of Aira, even now his eyes have dewed, holding back tears to imagine how happy Aira was at that time, but unfortunately Arsyad was not there.
"Te-continue?" arsyad's voice began to clench in his throat, his chest pounding.
"Yes we were really happy, I contacted you right away, I even wanted to refer you even though Abi had said the court's decision was out." aira's tears piled up in her eyes as she recalled those times, a time where as if grace and curses came together in her life, smashing her from all sides.
Arsyad who realized it immediately took tissue but unexpectedly Aira also took tissue so that his hands touched. Aira releases the tissue, while Arsyad picks it up and gives it to Aira.
Aira took the tissue then she separated the tissue and gave one to Arsyad, Aira knew Arsyad was also holding back her tears at this time.
"Ummi same abi why? Flippancy, huh?" vera asked innocently and with her compa Arsyad Aira nodded as she rubbed her eyes with tissue.
"No, honey" replied Aira. "You eat it."
"So, you didn't want to leave me, even though there was another woman at the time?" Arsyad and Aira asked weakly. Because it was true, at that time Aira wanted to return even though he knew there was a second after him. "You left because of that fake message, right?" asked Arsyad again and again Aira just nodded. "And now that you know, the message is fake, the woman is no longer my companion. Do you want to..."
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Jibril approached his ummhina who was currently arranging his clothes and abi Gabriel's clothes into the suitcase because their VISA was ready and it was time for them to go to Pakistan to follow Aira as they promised.
"Is the VISA ready, Ummi?" ask Jibril.
"Yes, tomorrow night we leave" replied Umm Firda.
"Kok suddenly?" Screeched Jibril.
"Astagfirullah, from last week Ummi has talked to you," said Ummi Firda.
"Yes I think it's still a week away" said Jibril who even seemed to whine spoiled.
"Why? You want to come again?" Ask the mother.
"The client is coming, but I have a lot of schedules, a lot of work" said Jibril.
"Yes, you take care of the house."
"Hem," replied Jibril as he laid himself on the bed, his gaze fixed on the photo of his mother and father in their youth as they held the infant Gabriel.
In the photo, the face of Abi and uminya battered, the photo was taken in front of the hospital and Ummi Firda was sitting on a wheelchair. Every time Jibril saw the photo, he felt so proud to be born from the womb of a tough woman like Ummi Firda and to be the son of a Gabriel Emerson, the man who the sinner said with his hands covered in blood has now embraced many in kindness. And the mother, who she said was childish, became a tough woman and left her proof of toughness by giving birth to Gabriel and breaking the chain of vengeance between a son and his father.
"Ummi, I believe Aira must be strong to face the various waves in her life, because she is your daughter" said Jibril proudly.
"Hem, she's a mafia don's daughter" Umm Firda cheered. "He was strong, but could also be stubborn, a trait that he must have descended from his father."
"And he also had a soft, forgiving side, a trait that Ummi had inherited for him."
"May he just go down our positive nature."
TBC...
TO REMIND THE ORIGIN OF ZEDA HUMAIRA EMERSON.
FROM THE STORY OF THE FATHER, YES. NOT FROM HIS BROTHER.