Mahligai Love Zeda Humaira Emerson
MC Zeda Humaira #54

"Aap Kahan ja rahey ho? mein ap sy bat because chata houn abhi meri bat khatm nahi howi!"

...(.(.Where you going? I'm not done talking yet)...

"Sorry kijey, Ami. mein ja raha houn."

...(.(.Sorry, Ma. But I'm going to go first)...

"Javeed, Meri baat suno, yaar... Javeed!"

...(.(.Javeed, horrify first. Javeed!"...

The man called Javeed just got into his car. Aira who saw that felt pity because it seemed like the mother was being very upset.

Jibril and Aira are greeted very warmly by the family of Om Sahir, his wife named Suriya also serves typical Pakistani food to them, Biryani. But unfortunately Via was reluctant to eat because the food was foreign to him.

"It's delicious, honey," persuaded Aira but Via kept his head down and closed his mouth tightly when Aira was about to bribe him.

"So what do you want to eat?" Ask Jibril then.

"You have kayak bread at home" the great-granddaughter of Via as she sways spoiled at Aira.

"Later on, darling. Ummi was tired again," said Aira hope his son understood but Via just pouted and seemed to want to cry.

"There's a bakery nearby, let me buy it" said Om Sahir.

"Don't, Om," prevent Jibril from chanting.

"It's okay, Gabriel. Near, children sometimes do, do not like the food that is foreign to them."

"Don't, Om. Let us buy later," continued Aira.

"But Via must be hungry" said aunt Suriya.

"Via is still full, had eaten on the plane," continued Via. "Via just wants to eat bread, don't want to eat it."

"Well, we'll buy it together."

"Let Nida deliver" continued Nida.

They continued their lunch and after they finished, Nida drove them to the bakery.

Initially Jibril told Aira to rest at home but Aira wanted to know the shop.

Arriving at the store, Via directly chose some bread that looks very good. Aira who had been full was hungry again when she saw the bread and she was sure this must have been the baby.

As Aira took one loaf of bread, suddenly someone else took it from Aira's hand.

"Mas, I'm the first to take it.." exclaimed Aira annoyed because the man actually ate his bread while smiling at Aira, not only that, but that, he also blinked his eyes at Aira which made Aira gawk. But then Aira remembered he was in Pakistan and this man in front of her definitely did not understand his language.

"It's okay, sir. But next time, please respect women!" Aira cried sharply then she took another loaf of bread.

Her pregnancy hormones make Aira sensitive and easy to provoke her emotions. While the man was smiling at Aira while enjoying his bread, he kept staring at Aira especially as Aira grumbled nonstop.

"Basic freak! No morals, no other bread what? Why take it out of my hands? Astagfirullah, if it is not a sin, I have cursed this man. Astagfirullah, astaghfirullah..."

"What's wrong?" Jibril asked with a frown upon seeing the sister upset.

"It's okay" replied Aira.

He immediately took some bread and asked Jibril to pay to the cashier, and when Jibril was about to pay, suddenly the man who had come.

"It's free for newcomers!" Aira immediately glared when she heard that the man was fluent in Indonesian.

"Especially for you, Meri Jan (Honey)." the man said to Via as he pinched Via's cheek in a fit of anxiety.

"Om, my name is not Meri Jan, but Via, Livia," said Via, who made the man laugh.

"Call me Chacha Javeed."

"A chacha? It's a boy, what's a girl's name?"

Javeed laughed back at Via's words. "Chacha in Urdu means Uncle" he said, but his eyes glanced back at Aira.

"Children should not talk to strangers if they are not supervised by parents. You're with him, Miss Emerson." Aira was surprised to hear Javeed mention his last name, as well as Jibril.

But suddenly Javeed handed over Aira's wallet. "It's a good thing I found it outside the store." Aira immediately grabbed her wallet and checked the contents, which made Javeed chuckle. 'I won't take the contents, Miss Emerson."

"Mrs.." continued Aira. "I'm married." he said firmly let alone that Javeed had winked at him, he could feel a bad aura at Javeed.

"I know, you've given birth to one beautiful child." Aira glanced at Jibril and she held Jibril by the hand, hoping that Javeed would think that Jibril was her husband but that hope was not to be. "You're brothers, right? Why didn't you come with your husband?" Of course Javeed knew that Jibril was Aira's brother because he had heard Via calling him Om.

"Take your talk, sir!" Jibril.

"I'm sorry if I offended." Javeed said as he wrapped the bread that Aira had chosen and then gave it to Aira. "Free!" javeed.

"We can afford to pay" Aira said.

"Rules in this shop are so, No-Mrs... Mrs Emerson, I want to share with the people of my country."

"Thank you" said Jibril, who did not want the debate to last longer. Moreover, he saw that Aira's eyes already looked very tired.

Gabriel took the bread and pulled Aira, Nida and Via away.

"Why are you, Dek? Just this time I saw you sensi so much the same person," said Jibril.

"That guy's pissing, brother. Cook him take the bread out of my hand?" Gerrutu Aira's.

"Name's Javeed, Brother. He's the owner of the cake shop" Nida said.

"He speaks Indonesian?"

"It could be, they just moved here three years ago."

"Ohh..."

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Indonesia

"Have been in Micheal's house for a few days, have there been no people, have they gone to the village?" muttered Arsyad while accompanying Jihan drawing.

Currently, Arsyad is with Fahmi looking after Jihan because Hulya is accompanying her Mama to the Dentist.

"It could be, or they're on vacation," Fahmi said.

"But my feelings are not good, if until Micheal returns home long ago to the village, what might happen there? What if Aira..."

"Lately you've been thinking negatively, Arsyad. Nothing will happen to Aira, she lives with her family."

Arsyad could only sigh, the more days he found it difficult to forget Aira. In fact, the more days of his longing for Aira grew bigger and bigger, to make Arsyad's heart feel crowded.

"You better follow him to his village, let your heart be at ease. Tell me you miss Via."

"I also want to, but somehow I'm not ready to meet Aira."

"Yes to be ready, Arsyad. All of you said to Aira that you have divorced Anggun, who knows after that you can refer to Aira."

"Dead.." exclaimed Jihan suddenly which made Arsyad and Fahmi instantly look at her.

"Astagfirullah, that's Om Arsyad, why are you playing, Jihan?" Fahmi's question was upset, he immediately took Arsyad's cellphone which was somehow played by Jihan when the child was busy drawing.

"Maybe he did not accidentally matiin, do not need to be angry," said Arsyad while turning on his phone but he was stunned when he saw his phone clean.

"Why is everything deleted?

**tbc...

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...Hello everyone, thank you to all who have faithfully followed Kisha love Aira so far. And long before this novel was launched, I have given an announcement that this novel SEQUEL MANDIRI which means NO CONNECTION WITH OTHER NOVELS. NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT. Javeed's presence did not continue the story of MICHEAL EMERSON's CHOICE MAKMUM, but Aira's relationship here all began from scratch, both with Arsyad and with Javeed. Even so, I can make sure this novel will still make you BAPER 😍. Want proof? yuk, we prove it together by following MAHLIGAI CINTA ZEDA HUMAIRA EMERSON. ...

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