Not Just Love
Chapter 44. What they and I want.

Maya contemplates in her solitude, in the back garden. Make quiet friends and the sounds of night animals. Ever since meeting Huan at the bakery, he kept thinking about Zamar. Moreover, Huan said, Zamar is looking for him. But, for what? Isn't he happy?

Three years have passed, two more days, the second birthday of her baby. He did not want to celebrate it so much. Enough of the three of them and there's cake and candles on the table. But who would have thought, the Ansel family actually prepared a birthday party. Inviting, some of the children of neighbors and relatives. Don't forget, kids from the orphanage. They are like a part of his life and children.

"What are you thinking?" Ansel gave her a glass of honey tea and sat down next to her.

"I owe you too much. Moreover, your family. You guys are too good."

"That's it, it should be. Please help, it's an obligation."

Maya nodded, sipping on the warm honey tea. The next second, he pecked, as Ansel clasped his hands tightly, staring at him warmly, a treatment that made him feel comfortable.

"Eld,"

"May, can't you accept me? I love you and the kids. Can't you give me a chance to be their father?"

"I-i, man,... "

"I can give you a whole family. You've known me for almost three years."

Maya returned Ansel's gaze. Shady and warm eyes, no lies there, other than sincerity. He began to open his heart, but not completely. Zamar still looms over him.

"I know, you're sincere, El. You can be a good father, to them."

"So?"

"Give me time, until tomorrow. I'll answer it."

"You don't have to rush. I can wait."

Maya drops her head, on Ansel's shoulders. Look up, pay attention to the beauty of the night sky which is crowded, with the presence of the moon and stars.

"Funny too, our meeting." Maya chuckles, suddenly remembering the moment of their meeting.

"You remember? There's a girl, who really likes to swim at night." Maya pinches Ansel's waist, then laughs together.

"I also, just found out, there's this stupid guy, who wants to go swimming at night."

Ansel embraced Maya's waist, peeling her forehead, gently.

"Thank you, you've been in my life" Maya and Ansel smiled at her.

"Mami," call Aira who makes Ansel and Maya look back. "Cali-cali. Again maen same father."

"Haha..." Ansel and Maya were instantly crushed.

Ansel hugs Aira and Maya hugs her son. The four of them, sitting on a wooden bench, while chatting. The sound of laughter, inviting people home to come out join. Sherly and Saphira are always the kepo, as well as the happy father to hear the crowds in the back garden.

"Well, well, you're having fun yourself." Dad lifted the plastic chair and sat down to join in.

"Opa, Mami same father, maen dark, alone."

Everybody laugh. Aira chattered in an angry tone, yet looked adorable.

"Well, Mommy's the same father, cheating. Yeah, right, Ai?" added Saphira.

"Yes, home. Sure, eat sandili."

Ansel's father curled up, immediately got up holding Aira and raised her high.

"Mommy, Aila's back."

Ansel did not want to miss. He grabbed Khaysan and held him in a superman-like position.

"Yeeee... I'm also flirting. Dad, go all the way." Khay enthusiastic.

Maya wipes away her tears, which suddenly fall, without her noticing. Perhaps, this was the complete family he wanted as well as his two children. There is no need to doubt, how Ansel's parents loved his baby and accepted their situation.

Maya glanced at the sky, closing her eyes for a few seconds. Then, take a breath and join in.

Good bye, Zamar. I'll start my story with them.

All of them, running inside the house. Play the chase, which makes Aira and Khay, squealing with excitement.

"Sister, Aila wants to blow up a balloon." Aira asked the balloon to the maid, who was decorating the room.

"Come on, now, we're playing balloons." Ansel grabs the two to sit down and Maya joins in. They form a group.

Father, mother and Fira, also sat down to form a group. The maid in the house cheered, to support. Until, the atmosphere of the house becomes boisterous.

Ansel's group tried to blow up the balloon. Aira and khay, don't want to lose. In fact, the little girl did not want to stop, when the balloon was already very enlarged.

"Aira, Aira," the servants cheered.

Till,

Duar, the balloon broke.

"Yeeee... Aila won. A. na.. na..." He got up and jiggled, wagging his hips.

"Listen, Aila. balonna can't break, '" Khay protested.

"Aila, win. Weee..." Aira stuck out her tongue, then ran because she was chasing him. Seeing that, Ansel and Maya rise up to pursue the two.

"Madam, her birthday cake, what would it look like?" ask a chef, who was actually waiting. But I don't want to disturb.

"Attent." Sherly called her two grandchildren. "Aira, Khay, come here for a second, baby."

"Oma," cried Aira. "Dad, and kiss Mami. Bad dad," point it out.

Dad and Sherly, looking at each other for a moment, then smiling.

"Honey. Uncle asked, what kind of birthday cake do you want?"

"Oh, Aila wants pink stlobeli cake, there's a bell." Aira answered first, with a fiery spirit.

"Khay, what do you want, baby?"

"Ental, Mom." Khay ran into the room. He came out, carrying something in his hand. "Khay, want a gamble like this," he pointed.

Spontaneous, the chef gaped wide. So, too, Sherly and dad. They all looked at Ansel, asking for an explanation.

The toys Khay brought, how to describe the specifications. Robots, but there's a car tire, attached to the back. The train tracks, as a foot, his hand was a motorcycle tire and his head was plastered with beads, out of nothing.

"Honey. It's called, what?"

"Here, supelelo."

"How, Uncle? Can it?" ask Ansel. To the chef, who was thinking hard.

"I'm working on it, but it looks like it's time, a little long."

"It's okay, Uncle. Still, two days."

Hustle in the house, closed with a night together. As usual, Aira always slept with Ansel. Because, he felt at home, his father always left.

"Dad, don't jump in." Aira tightened her arms around Ansel.

"No. Dad's not leaving anymore. We're all gonna live together, in opa's house."

"Promise, dad?"

"Promise, baby. Sleep on." Ansel patted, Aira's thigh gently. And then, his phone rang. He chose to leave the room.

"What's wrong?"

"Master. Yesterday, someone was looking for Miss Maya."

"What did you say?"

"I'm just saying this bakery, is yours. He insisted and showed the photo of Miss. I'm just saying I don't know him."

"You know who he is?"

"Know, because I often see it on tv. He is the company secretary of PT. Satya."

Zamars.

"I understand. Thank you." Thank you."

Ansel mondar mandir front room. He is haunted, by curiosity. It had been three years, why was he suddenly looking for her? And why, he asked in that place?

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