My Son Is My Strength
Extra Part

"Papa... Mom. hurry, we'll be late." The boy's voice rang out on the first floor.

"Oh my goodness, what did our parents Zaya do, why did they take so long." The boy grumbled, approaching his sister's stroller, Zaya Alvina Pratama.

Zaya who was not sleeping heard her brother's scolding cheerfully, she moved her legs and hands up trying to reach the brother.

Seeing Zaya's carefree face with occasional chattering, Azzam's face immediately turned warm. The annoyance at his two masters disappeared to nowhere. He rubbed Zaya's cheeks carefully, afraid that her four-month-old sister's cheeks were flushed with pain from her actions.

"When it's big don't follow papa with mama, they're not on time."

"Yeah." Zaya responded, as if agreeing.

"Zaya has to go with sister, okay...." Revealed Azzam again, felt his personality deserved to be a role model by his sister, unlike his two masters who many gaps.

"Hm, if Zaya doesn't come with us. Then follow the neighbor dong."

Azzam looked back, his parents coming down the stairs together.

"Just son, Zaya is like me." He folded both his hands on his chest. How the story of the sister looks like a neighbor, her papa is indeed a lot of gaps, and one of them likes to make up.

"Why Papa and Mama so long ago, now what time is it?" Azzam looked at the clock on his wrist.

Arini and Bian become clumsy, "You're the Mas! Long time in the bathroom." Arini's eyes were fixed on her husband.

"I'm sorry baby, I'll repeat next time." Bian's response was out of sync, and he immediately got a fatal pinch from his wife.

Azzam shook his head at the behavior of his parents who whispered to each other instead of rushing to the event. They're all too late.

"Come on Zaya, we'll go alone." Azzam pushed his sister's baby carriage. Zaya laughed as if the train was moving.

"Eh, uh, you guys left Mama with Papa." Arini chased after her two children, Bian followed behind.

*****

They arrived at such a lavish wedding, the entire room had been decorated so beautifully and captivatingly.

Seen two pairs of brides were greeting the invited guests, the event now arrived at the end.

"Tu's right, we're late." Azzam entered the large room with his two masters, and the younger brother who was in his mother's arms.

"Yes, and this is all Papa's fault. Sorry yeah...." Bian is self-conscious.

"Mistakenly Papa!" Arini and Azzam.

The four of them went to the wedding, congratulated the couple.

"Congratulations on your marriage, Dian... Hannah." Arini said sincerely. Finally, he was able to attend the wedding of his friend and secretary who chose to marry together in a building owned by the Pratama family.

"Woah, you're finally here." Dian was excited to see his best friend come with his small family.

"Baby Zaya is also following ya." Praise Hana, to the little girl who was wearing a matching party dress with her family.

"Yes, it's cute." Lontar Dian was amazed.

The two of them just focused on Zaya, looking at Zaya, praising Zaya. Arini, Bian, Azzam, neglected. The charms of the three of them were defeated by the newborn baby yesterday.

"Thank you, Auntie." Arini replied in a voice made to look like a child.

"Hi Azzam, aren't you jealous of your sister?!" Greet Marvel, tease.

"Do what I envy my own sister." Azzam answered looking mature, and he seriously said that. After all, the priesthood and beauty of the younger brother is a derivative of his charm. Azzam nodded in agreement with his thoughts.

"Eh, Sir. Thanks for the donation to my wedding, I didn't expect my wedding to be this fancy." Rio solemnly, full of sincerity said that sentence.

"Really, Mister?" Rio looked teary, he was deeply moved. Finally can leave even if only two weeks, but it is more than enough he said.

Suppose Bian gives the answer, "Ah, can I hold you, sir." Rio spread out both his hands.

Bian glared, "Don't expect it!" it will be strangely thought by the invited guests.

Rio was not disappointed, instead chuckled.

Finished saying as long as a couple of brides, Bian and Arini and their two children went down. They approached a large table where the family sat. There was Mira's mother, Dean's master, Alysha, Shahra's mother, as well as Arumi and her husband, Rangga.

Not yet there, Mama Mira and Alysha have been scrambling to hold Zaya. As they scramble, Mr. Dean takes advantage of the situation, and be the first to hold his granddaughter.

"Father!!!" sulk Alysha and mama Mira together.

Azzam nailed his chin with both hands, his charm perfectly defeated by the younger brother. But it's okay, he's not jealous.

On the stage, the host asked for attention, then he announced that he would hold a flower throw event. The invited guests boisterous, the women immediately docked.

Rio, Hana, Shut up and Marvel, prepare to throw flowers. Enthusiastic guests, ready to catch. The host began to count down.

"Three, two, one...." Flowers are thrown, the most enthusiastic women catch. And the flowers thrown by Dian and Marvel are obtained by a young woman who is now in excitement.

The others did not despair, they were aiming for the other flower that was thrown by Rio and Hana. And those flowers...

"Eh, why are the flowers thrown here." Azzam with a plain face, confused face, took the flower. For a moment, everyone was silent. Laughter filled the party room.

"Ahahahah... You want to marry Azzam?!" Arumi who first commented, his laughter boomed was unable to stand it. Plain face full of confusion his nephew, really inviting laughter.

"Honey, the laugh is controlled. Look, your stomach is moving." Rangga grimaced to see his wife's distended stomach, he was afraid of exploding.

"I feel offended, it looks like someone's going to corner me." Alysha pretended to be sad.

Mr. Dean, famous for his calmness, is now laughing. Azzam who did not understand the situation, shrugged, not caring.

The atmosphere was blissful, clearly imprinted in the room.

*****

Extra part for the beloved readers, hopefully liked and entertained. Thank you for following this novel to the end, and don't forget the author's second novel...

Title: The Antagonist

Who would have thought his words would come true?

Nayla Arthama, an innocent, weak, and overly kind girl, and has a high degree of trust in others. Betrayed by her husband and best friend, Maya Sulastri, she leads a tragic life.

Maya, a friend who has been regarded as a brother is truly hypocritical. She envied Nayla's life and took all her happiness, from the lives of Nayla's parents, to her husband's possessions, even the life that Nayla had taken.

He pushed Nayla into the deep sea, and laughed happily, as if the death before his eyes were so funny.

If life could be repeated...

Nayla muttered with her life almost in the crown, seeing her best friend and her husband being combined love by kissing on the boat.

Miracle comes, Nayla is given the chance to repeat her life. She was reincarnated, her life returning three years ago before marrying Barra.

Retaliation time!