My Amazing Husband's
Zayn's Promise

Marisa was forced to grant her little son's request to talk to the man who fathered her two children, Elvan Putra Wiguna.

"Assalamu'alaikum Mr. Elvan." Sapa Marisa who is now holding the flat object, watched the face of a man who almost six years has never gone from his heart.

Elvan was speechless, the woman who was pronounced dead five years ago now appeared before him. Is she really that woman.

"Waalaikumsalam.... Are you right, Mama Zayn?" The impossible question will be answered honestly by Marisa.

"Not sir, my name is Sarah, it seems that you also mistakenly recognize me as the father's wife." Marisa.

"So you're not Marisa my wife?"

Wife? Does he still consider me his wife, even though he has forgotten me.

"Sorry sir, I'm not your wife, I'm someone else's wife." Marisa said she was lying.

"Wait, can you call me, just once, call "Mas Elvan" please!" Said Elvan who wanted to be sure, in the shadow of his memory that always remembered is a call from the lips of his wife.

Marisa was silent, what to do now, ah just calling right, no problem.

"Mas Elvan, how are you?" Ask Marisa who then glazed over.

"Ahhhh, my head hurts so much. Sorry my head hurts, Zayn Papa rest first yes, Papa call again later." Elvan said Zayn turned off his Papa's phone.

"Marisa are you okay?" Alvero asked who saw Marisa quickly wipe away her tears.

"Sorry sir, I'm Sarah." Answer Marisa.

"Yes Sarah, I'm sorry, I like to get the wrong call. My sister had amnesia since the accident with her wife, Elvan could not remember anyone she knew, including her wife. Slowly after a long struggle he was able to recall little memories through the man's face, but Elvan had never met his wife so until now he still did not remember his wife." Alvero.

"Sorry sir, it's best not to talk about Mr. Elvan's wife while there's Zayn." Said Marisa who did not want to make Zayn disappointed and hurt her heart.

"Zayn was a victim of the selfishness of our grandfather, he did not have a single photo of his mother, until finally Reyna my wife gave her 4th birthday gift. The gift was a photo of Marisa attending my engagement to Reyna." Alvero.

Marisa tried to hold back her tears. Her heart ached at the thought of her daughter's birthday, the night she would cry all night long for missing her son.

"Mama, don't cry, Zayn is here Ma, Mama don't be afraid of anything Zayn will take care of Mama." Zayn's words wiped away Marisa's tears.

Marisa could not stand it anymore, she hugged her little son tightly. Spilling everything he's been damning all this time in Zayn's little embrace. Marisa loses, she gives up in the arms of Zayn, her little man.

After Marisa calms down, and Zayn falls asleep in her arms. Alvero asks Marisa to move Zayn to the sofa in Alvero's room. Because Zayn kept hugging Marisa made Alvero unable to carry her.

Marisa finally carried the small body, her face looking peaceful in her sleep. Marisa also put Zayn on the big sofa. But Zayn was holding onto Marisa's index finger.

"Mama, don't go." Zayn said in his words.

Marisa then rubbed Zayn's hair, giving comfort to the little man back to sleep.

"Can we talk for a minute." Alvero said after Zayn removed Marisa's finger.

Marisa sits on the sofa opposite Zayn. Alvero sat next to Marisa, staring at Zayn, who smiled in his sleep every now and then.

"I don't understand what your real reason is, but whatever it is I'll help you Marisa." Alvero.

"I'm not Marisa sir." Marisa is still lying.

"Don't make a show again, Zayn knows who his mother is, she can feel it, and you as the mother who gave birth to her, you can feel Zayn's sadness right? Zayn has been waiting for you for a long time, don't you feel sorry to see your own son like that?" Alvero.

Again Marisa cried, no matter how hard she tried to resist, but every time she saw Zayn's suffering she still could not bear it.

"Look, you're crying again, if he's not your son why are you crying?" Alvero.

"I just pity, and remember my son." Marisa.

"S swear it wasn't you who gave birth to Zayn." Alvero said annoyed.

Marisa could no longer answer Alvero's words, she could not have sworn not to acknowledge Zayn.

"Well, I'm Marisa, I'm Zayn's mother. I'm a mother forced to part with her son, no matter how I feel. I lost my husband, I lost my son, I became someone else just to protect the only thing I had, which was my daughter." Marisa said sniffling.

"really? You have a daughter? Are you married again?" Ask Alvero.

Marisa did not answer. It is impossible to tell about Zea.

"Jawab Marisa, are you married again? I'll help you Marisa, you remember I'm your brother, I'll help you make Elvan's memory come back. Tell me Risa." Alvero said impatiently.

"Please don't disturb Zayn sir's sleep." Marisa.

"Alright, now tell me what really happened. Believe me I support you, me and Papa Erwin believe that you're alive, all just Grandpa Darma's hoax about your death as well." Alvero.

"Please promise not to tell anyone what I'm going to say, promise Zayn." Marisa said she gave up, because she knew Alvero could help her.

"I promised Marisa, for Zayn's sake, for my little family's sake, I promised to keep your secret, and I'd help you Marisa." Alvero.

Marisa took a deep breath and exhaled violently, hoping to ease her current feelings.

Then he tells how he was forced to leave Elvan, and finally helped by Andi and Sheryl, then Zayn who was just born was kidnapped by Grandpa Darma's men, and at that time he gave birth to Zea. He had to pretend to be someone else for his daughter.

"So, is this all because of Grandpa?" Alvero did not believe it. "Marisa, I will protect you, until Elvan returns his memories, he will also definitely protect you and your children." Alvero.

"Please keep all this a secret Brother I beg you, and consider me Sarah, not Marisa." Marisa.

"Well Sarah, I promise I'll help you."

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"Mama, where's Mama?" Zayn awakens and does not find Marisa by his side. "Mama.. Mamma.. Mamma.. " Zayn cried while wiping his eyes, his consciousness had not returned to perfection but he was still looking for his Mama.

"Zayn, Zayn, why?" Alvero asked who had just come out of the toilet in her room.

"Mama, Mama, Mama, where's Mama Zayn? Hix.. Mama's gone again." Said Zayn who kept crying.

Alvero immediately carried the small body, "Zayn, Mama again work there, we meet Mama ya." Alvero said, bringing Zayn, who was still in his trunk, out of his room.

"Mama." Zayn immediately thrashed to get down and ran to Marisa who was sitting at her desk.

"Hi, Zayn is handsome why dear." Marisa rubbed the five-year-old boy's head.

"Zayn thinks Mama left Zayn again, Zayn was the same Mama why Zayn woke up Mama does not exist." Said Zayn who was still hugging Marisa's body.

"Darling, Zayn boys can't be whiny." Marisa grabs Zayn's body and holds him. "Zayn know not, Zea never cry loh, masa' Zayn is not shy anyway boy cry." Marisa wiped away Zayn's tears.

"Mama, Zayn won't cry anymore Ma, but Mama don't go again Ma, Ma promised." Said Zayn raising his little finger.

Marisa smiled, "But there's a condition." Marisa.

"What Ma?" Tanya Zayn is excited.

"Em, what did he call Grandpa, sir?" Marisa asked Alvero who was now sitting in front of her.

"Grandfather, isn't it Zayn?" Alvero asked Zayn.

"If Papa's grandfather was Grandpa Uyut, if Papa Grand-pa's father." Zayn.

"Wahh, Uncle hasn't been there long until I forgot." Alvero.

"So Zayn has to promise, you can't tell Grandpa Uyut and Grand-Pa if Zayn meets Mama here." Said Marisa tidying up Zayn's hair a little messy.

"Why Ma?" Ask Zayn curiously.

"But if Mama doesn't get caught they Mama won't leave Zayn right?"

"Dear, it won't."

"If Papa asks how Ma is, Zayn can't lie to Ma."

"If you don't lie, Papa doesn't lie, Papa Zayn, but if it's the same Grand Pa, let alone the same Grandpa Uyut lied or not papa Zayn rather than Mama go again." Alvero.

"Sir Alvero..." Marisa doesn't like Alvero's idea of lying, which is only avenged by a wink from Alvero.

"Okay, Zayn promised not to tell them that Mama had met, but Mama promised she would not leave Zayn."

"Yes, I promise."

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The afternoon was almost over, Zayn was forced to part with his mother, and promised to meet again tomorrow. After hugging each other, they split up in the office lobby, Marisa takes a bus home to Andi and Sheryl to pick up Zea, while Zayn returns home with Alvero.

After arriving at Sheryl's house, Marisa immediately invited Zea home, without waiting for Andi who was still on duty.

Zea was very happy to take the bus with her mother, asked a lot of things about this and that, chattering even he told her about Zayn who likes Mama's cooking.

"Mama, I brought Zayn's lunchbox home, Ma, Zayn loves Mama's cooking." Said Zea.

"Oh yeah, if so, tomorrow want Mama masakin what Zea let Zayn also like?"

"Emm." Zea thought a little, her eyebrows were put together, and her eyes narrowed completely adorable. "How about Ma's sausage roll rice?"

"Em, I can." Marisa said and Zea hugged her.

"Zea Seneng has Mama, Kasian Zayn does not have Mama." Said Zea.

"Zea, if Mama is Zayn's mom, Zea's angry isn't she?" Ask Marisa.

"Emm, no Ma, Zea once told Zayn that if Zayn wanted to, Zea could pinjemin Mama or Mommy to Zayn" Zea said.

"Will Mother?" Ask Marisa

"But Mama wants to, right?"

They laughed, so they had to go down to their apartment.

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The morning had passed and Marisa had arrived at Zayn and Zea's school when the bell rang.

Zayn and Zea join hands to the usual place where parents pick up their children.

"Mama..." Zea shouted as she looked at Marisa.

Zea and Zayn immediately ran to embrace Marisa.

"Zayn really hugged my mom? You're my mama's pinjem?" Zea asked when she saw Zayn hugging her mother.

"Can Zea?" Ask Zayn expectantly.

Zea smiled and nodded in agreement.

Marisa lowered her height to balance the bodies of the two little boys.

"Honey, Mama works at Zayn's Om, now Mama again pick up Zayn, Zea wait for Mother ya." Said Marisa stroking Zea's cheek.

"Zea can't go with Mama with Zayn?" Zea felt sad, her tiny lips pursed.

"Darling, Mama's working, son." Marisa hugged the usually jolly little girl.

"Emmm, Zea later I permit Uncle first yes, hopefully tomorrow Uncle ngijinin Zea join Zayn to Uncle's office, Papa Zayn came home a long time so tomorrow we can still play, how?" Ask Zayn.

"Emm yaudah deh Zayn, said the same Uncleenya Zayn yes, tomorrow Zea will not be naughty really, will not disturb Mama." Said Zea.

"Zayn, Zea, Mama's not working, not messing around baby, tomorrow-tomorrow if we just have a holiday we play together, how?" Marisa doesn't want the two boys to equalize the workplace and the playground.

"But Ma." Said Zayn and Zea compactly, they showed his sad face.

Marisa saw that the two boys were so similar to each other.

"Yaudah, once but yes, Mama will tell Uncle."

"Yeeee..." Zayn and Zea hugged while jumping around.

Sheryl approached the three of them.

"Sister." Sheryl sees Zayn and Zea hugging and sees Marisa smiling and watching the two boys.

"Here he is Zayn." Marisa.

"Do you know?" Ask Sheryl.

"Yes, now I'm assigned to take Mr. Alvero to school to pick up Zayn, because his father is abroad." Marisa.

"Not caught?" Ask Sheryl's worried.

"Not yet, don't let it, I still want to be with Zayn." Marisa. "Yaudah, please take Zea home yes, I have to get back to Sher's work."

"Yes Brother."

Sheryl and Zea finally go home, while Zayn goes to the office with Marisa.

*In car*

"Mama, Mama's cooking was delicious." Praise Zayn.

"Oh yeah, thank you dear." Marisa smiled at her son.

"Mama, when can Zayn sleep with Mama, Zayn if you sleep alone. Zayn wants to be hugged by Mama while sleeping." Zayn.

"Honey, Zayn is already big, Zayn has to sleep alone dong." Marisa hugged her son tightly.

"But Ma, Zayn really wants to sleep in the arms of Mama, if Papa later marries Aunt Silvia, Zayn wants to join Mama can't Ma?" Ask Zayn.

"Later Zayn asked Papa yes." Marisa does not know what to answer, even divorce papers have not been obtained, whether her husband will actually marry again.

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Zayn held Marisa's hand as he got out of the car and headed for Alvero's room, the little man greeted everyone he met, completely similar to Elvan thought Marisa.

Zayn and Marisa had reached the secretary's desk where Marisa was working, Alvero came straight out of her room after hearing her niece coming.

"Hello Zayn, how's the school?" Alvero asked who immediately hugged the boy who was still wearing his school uniform.

"Ashik dong." Answer Zayn.

"So the Grand Pa telfon, he said Zayn did not want to bring supplies, why?" Ask Alvero.

"Emmm, because Zea already brought provisions for Zayn, Mama's cooking is very good Uncle." Zayn.

"Zeez? Who's Zea?"