Please Let go of me
Chapter 63 - Onta vs. Monkey

The two stared at each other meaningfully, as if in the past they had a problem and were hostile in the future. "Why are you here?" tanya Zufar narrowed both eyes in full search.

"I don't need anyone's permission, where I'm going, and it's free at will." 

"It's conceited, I want to see your arrogance behind the face-covering turban. It must be so exciting, like an interesting spectacle to me!" said Zufar smiling mockingly.

"Ck, only the elect can see my good looks. Not comparable to your face like a building porters," retorted Simon mockingly. 

Zufar, who was very upset, walked up to the sacrificial man and hooked a hand around the man's neck. "Let's see your good looks." 

"Hey, what are you doing. You childish, let me go!" 

"No, just once did you bother me? Then finish your history, return to your origin in the desert. You camels!" 

"Where am I going, and I'm not afraid of you. You fucking monkey, let me go!" 

The visitors distract staring at the two people who do not get along, being the center of everyone's attention makes them stop the action. Even a woman in brown hijab also witnessed a showdown of two adult men who transformed into eight-year-old children. "Please, remember your current age. Aren't you ashamed to be the center of attention of all the visitors here? And there were even some children as well," clearly Sacred refused the waist, staring at him the man she knew. He was a little surprised, if Zaid and Zufar had a personal grudge.

Sacred's gaze managed to make the two men cry, they embraced each other and smiled to cover up what happened. "Darling, you're wrong. We are friends who have just met after some time, said Zufar who lied. 

"Yes, that's right. I don't think tropical monkeys have porcelain heads." Connect Zaid who rubbed Zufar's slippery head. 

Zufar was very upset, the first time there was a person who dared to be with him. However, he smiled when an idea came to him. Stepping on the foot of the victimized man firmly, making the owner grimace. "Sorry, there's ants on my feet." His words that had no words of regret on his face.

The Saints stared confusedly at the two men who did not look to get along as they described. "We'd better sit down! Mas, I want to introduce you to Rasidha."

"Hem," said the two compactly, immediately walked towards the little girl who looked bored waiting.

At once Rasidha smiled and hugged the body of the adoptive mother, releasing the longing that fortified the two. Sacred immediately let go of his embrace, sitting the little girl on his lap. "Include me, she's Mom's husband. Just call uncle Zufar." He pointed to the man with the head of plontos. "Mas, he is Rasidha. The little girl I knew in Palestine, and my adopted son."

Rasidha just fell silent, continuing to look at Zufar making everyone confused. 

"Why is that boy still staring at me?" batin Zufar understands nothing.

"Why? Come salim!" Sacred broke Rasidha's daydream, she knew if the gaze was headed where. 

Rasidha immediately kissed the back of Zufar's hand and smiled kindly, but his eyes were still staring at the slippery head like porcelain. "What's wrong?" tanya Zaid frowned. 

"Uncle, can I touch that bald head?" said Rasidha innocently, Zufar's head was so attractive to him. Instantly the laughter of Zaid aka Simon was released, making Saints just watch what happened. "Of course I can, whatever my daughter's wishes must be granted!" 

"really?" two beads sparkling bright eyes, getting a green light from the father who spoiled him. While Zufar looked at Zaid with an unusual look, he was eager to beat up the man. But, still remember the existence of the wife and do not want to show his original character.

Zufar smiled forcefully, nodded his head and agreed to it. As for Saints, if her husband doesn't want to do that. He quickly gave direction and understanding to the little girl, so as not to behave arbitrarily with others who could get her into trouble.

"All right! Instead, I want you to feed me that roll sponge cake."

"It is with pleasure" said Suci agreeing and feeding Rasidha painstakingly, both seeming very close to making the two men who witnessed him lulled in delusion. 

Zaid or Simon imagined that the two women before him were his family. "What a happy family," she said.

Zufar imagined that if the Saints were feeding their child, a wish that was quite difficult to obtain. "If I accept any gender of my future baby, be grateful for what God has given me. I must live in a harmonious home." He murmured in the heart.