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MC Zeda Humaira #136 - Determining a New Story

Aira was very serious when asking Arsyad to invite all his neighbors to the house, they also did not need to think about cooking because they had their own restaurant.

Aira also invited Hulya, Fahmi, Zenwa of course also her brother Micheal.

Enthusiastically, almost all of Aira's neighbors came after the Isya prayer. Aira greeted them warmly even with a friendly smile. The neighbor who got the sudden invitation thought Aira would give thanks for baby Ali..

"Maybe I'd like to give thanks, yeah. But why didn't the real mother come, huh?"

"Yes, yes, too. Maybe not come by yet."

"But Arsyad and Aira are divorced, did Arsyad divorce Anggun in favor of referring to Aira?"

"For sure, after all Aira was much better than Anggun who snatched people's husbands."

"But now Aira retaliates by seizing her son, not expecting yes, Aira turns vindictive. It looks sholeh."

And there were still many whispers flirting with the ears of the bountymen, they could not resist the fun of gossiping even at the house of the one who became the subject of their gossip.

Not long after, a kiai who lived in their complex came with his family. Arshad immediately invited him in and asked him to lead a do'a for the late daughter of Arshad of Anggun.

When the kiai prayed and called the name Maita Ibrahim daughter of Arsyad Ibrahim, all the residents were stunned. Moreover, the do'a in chanted the kiai is a do'a for the dead and mention the name of Maita with the frills of the deceased.

Although confused, no one dared to ask directly. They just follow the kiai who pray until it is finished.

When finished, Aira invited the neighbors to enjoy their dishes to the fullest. "Take this as a sign of gratitude because you are willing to attend and pray for the late daughter of Arsyad and Anggun, her name is Maita Ibrahim," said Aira who made her neighbors gawk.

"They're kids dead, Ai?" Ask one of them eventually.

"Yes, a few days before I gave birth, Anggun's daughter had already died in the womb" Aira said.

"Oh, deserved..."

"Then the baby you brought..."

"He was my son who was born in Pakistan, because during my pregnancy I lived there, because that's why Arsyad and Bi Sri also went to Pakistan." the mouths of the neighbors were immediately round and oh ria.

"Oh, it's appropriate in this house that there's no one at all."

"Yes, where do I think he is."

The neighbors said to each other, only to be responded with a faint smile behind the veil of Aira.

Lying if Aira is not offended by what they gossip behind her, but Aira can what? Explain to them one by one?

This method is the best way that Aira can do so that later no one questions who is Baby Ali's mother because it is clear that her mother is Aira. But the talk of people sometimes will be prolonged and difficult to prevent.

"Please nikamti the dish, ma'am. I stayed first" said Aira.

"Thank you, Ai. The food was delicious," said one of them who was again only in response to a faint smile by Aira.

"Don't..." Aira turned her head as she felt a light pat on her shoulder.

"Why, Mommy?" Aira asked Zenwa who had been behind her since when Zenwa had accompanied her wife to eat.

"I heard what they said about you" said Zenwa.

"Nothing, his name is also human" replied Aira resignedly.

"But maybe it's not just your neighbors who think baby Ali's Graceful son, Ai. maybe everyone who knows you and Arsyad will think the same thing, too, moreover, they saw Anggun pregnant while being Arsyad's wife while they never saw you pregnant. The news about you being pregnant is also only a few people know, while Anggun? Everyone knows she's pregnant because your late mother-in-law often takes her out. "

Aira's heart was again claustrophobic at what Zenwa said, and it could have happened, or even happened. L

Aira did not understand, the old story that he thought was finished turned out to be unfinished and still interfere with the new story he was engraving.

"What do I need to do, Ma'am? I don't want people to think my son is someone else's son" he sighed.

"Mbak is also confused, Ai. When it comes to people's speech, sometimes we can only stay still and let the truth unfold by itself." Zenwa's answer is certainly not at all able to calm Aira's heart. "Don't get too dizzy, Ai. Whatever people say, it won't change the fact that Baby Ali is your real son, who you gave birth to at the risk of life." Aira just smiled faintly and nodded slowly.

After the meal was over, one by one the neighbors of Aira say goodbye home. Until the stay kiai and his family who are now actually fun to pay attention to baby Ali.

Pak Kiai's wife also praised the good looks of Aira's son and said that one day baby Ali will be the daughter of a sholeh who boasts of Aira, so that Aira's pain during pregnancy to giving birth, as well as the hardships that Aira experienced while raising her would pay off and be forgotten.

Aira and Arsyad simultaneously guaranteed it, as well as the others. If the neighbors had a clean mind, oh how peaceful life is.

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Tonight Aira was a little relieved because the neighbors already knew where the child Anggun, but Aira could not sleep because she thought about what Zenwa said. He was worried about his son's future.

"Kh..." Aira clucked in annoyance while scolding her head that felt thumping.

The night was so late, everyone was already asleep including Arsyad. But Aira was still awake, until not long ago Arsyad was awake. "What's up, honey?" Asked Arsyad in a hoarse voice, he rubbed his eyes and leaned against the head of the bed. "Why don't you sleep? Baby Ali's fussy?"

"No, Mas. I was just thinking about the future of our son" said Aira, who made Arsyad frown. He also moved to the back of Aira's body because in the middle of them there was a baby Ali who had slept.

Arsyad pinched his wife's shoulder gently which immediately made Aira smile softly. "What do you fear about her future, dear? Of education? Or what?"

Aira held Arsyad's hand which still each gave a gentle massage on his shoulder, he turned his head until now they looked at each other. "Why would people think baby Ali was a Graceful child, Mas? For all they knew, it was Grace who was pregnant, not me." Arshad's countenance changed upon hearing his wife's words. "Like our neighbors, they think I'm bringing Anggun's son. If this is about me, I don't care, Mom. But this is about our son. What if when baby Ali grows up, the rumors are still rolling?"

Arsyad rubbed Aira's cheek gently, hoping it could calm her down a little. "Don't worry, I'll make an announcement that baby Ali is our son, the child you bear and you were born in Pakistan."

"Make an announcement how?" Tanya Aira was curious.

"You'll see what I'll do for my heir."

Tbc...