Sharing Love: Red Stain of Marriage
Chapter 28. The Mami Azril Residence.

Zeya was cooking for dinner at Azril's mami's residence. Aunt Febby and her husband will also have dinner together.

"What cooking, son." Azril's mami's voice made Zeya startled.

"Mommy .... "

"Sorry, mommy didn't take you."

"I might be too focused. Here I cook chicken soup. Jerky and potato parchment. Is that enough mama."

"Udah is enough of that. We ate five. Uh wrong, six with aunt Febby's son."

"What age is Febby's aunt, mom."

"Nine years old. Grade four SD. But bauble. You'll see later."

The newly appearing Azril instantly approached mami and Zeya. He hugged his mother's body.

"Mommy, why ask Zeya to cook. Zeya will be tired" he whispered.

"Mommy didn't ask. You don't be reckless. Mami had already banned it, but Zeya wanted to."

"There's an aunt."

"Not what, ma'am. I'm the one who wants to cook for dinner."

"Dangar tuh Zeya said, it's the cook, not the mother who asked."

"Mommy is wrong."

"Why is mom wrong."

"Why mommy allows."

"Mami wants to taste Zeya's cuisine. And this is good for him. To facilitate in giving birth later.

"The reason for my mother," Azril grumbled. He sat down while observing Zeya who was cooking.

"You know, not yet Zeya became a wife already angry mami asked for help cooking. How about being a wife."

"Zeeya, if I'm my wife, I can only take care of my daughter's son. There is nothing else he can do besides that. "

"It's very specific."

"I made Zeya a wife, not a servant or servant to me."

"You hold on to those words."

"Zeya can only cook if I want to taste his cooking occasionally."

"But I love to cook, mas."

"Look that. If Zeya's happy and willing to do that, how?"

"May, but not often."

"Zeya, who's keeping the bakery if you have to go out like this."

"Mother Nur. He volunteered to look after the bakery these two days."

"When can you play there?"

"Of course you can, mi. I'd even love it if mommy wanted to visit."

After all the dishes were finished, Zeya walked into the guest room. He bathed and performed magrib prayers.

Aunt Febby and her husband arrived at seven o'clock. Her son is very beautiful and cheerful.

The little girl immediately ran over to Zeya who was sitting near Azril's mami. Aunt Febby smiles with Zeya.

When Zeya was about to stand up to welcome the arrival of Aunt Febby, he forbade.

"Here you go, sit down." Zeya greets Febby and her husband.

Keisya the little girl stroked Zeya's distended stomach and placed her ear on Zeya's stomach.

"Keisya, what are you doing." Aunty reprimands her daughter who looks enthusiastic looking at Zeya's big belly.

"Mama, in this aunt's stomach is a sister, but why don't I hear her voice." Keisya asked his mother with a hand that was still rubbing Zeya's stomach.

"Keisya is not polite. You haven't met Zeya. I've been playing a stomach swab." said aunt Febby.

"Mbak, I'm Keisya."

"Mbak Zeya" said Zeya.

Azril who came out of the room, saw Aunt Febby and her husband, regretting it. When looking at Keisya who stroked Zeya's stomach approached and distanced Keisya's hand.

"What the hell is an old brother."

"Old man, old brother."

"Basar boy, ask to be pulled by his palm."

"Try it if you dare."

"Awas not holding Zeya's stomach. My son will be like you."

"This is Azril's brother's son?" ask Keisya.

"hey are. Who do you think the child is?"

"Mbak Zeya, why would you want to go with Azril's brother. Sister Zeya is beautiful, ugly brother," muttered Keisha

"Hey boy, you said I was ugly yourself? Everyone who knows me will admit my fondness."

"Azril, don't be ashamed of you as much as Zeya. Keep on hanging if you've met," said mami Azril.

"What is this event. Azril and Zeya's engagement" said Aunt Febby.

"Tante made it up. Don't start joking around again. Zeya will not feel at home."

"Who's kidding, aunt's just asking."

"Where might be my engagement to Azril, aunt. At present my previous marriage status is unclear."

"After you give birth, you quickly finish. Poor Azril long wait. I can't wait to hug you." Aunt Febby sneered at Azril.

"Don't say anything, aunt. Zeya will believe."

"You can't wait to see aunty."

"Udah. Later connected. Eat first. Mami's hungry, can't wait to taste Zeya's cooking." Mommy stands up so the others follow.

After gathering at the dining table, it seemed Aunt Febby looked on in amazement.

"Geez, it's really you who cooked Zeya."

"Yes, aunt. If it's not good, Auntie said it. Let me learn it again."

"It must be delicious. From the smell, auntie knows."

All the families took the rice along with the side dishes and looked devouringly devoured.

"Tante didn't think you were good at cooking. Really good cooking again?"

"Tante was too complimentary" said Zeya shyly.

"True loh, did we open a restaurant only after Zeya gave birth. Aunty the modalin. Our gain for two."

"Nak, aunt. If Zeya is going to open a restaurant, his capital is from me. Let's be lucky for both of us." Azril immediately protested his tantalizing remarks.

"Idih .. who already imagined will marry Zeya. If Zeya runs away, you must be crazy." Aunt Febby laughed after saying that.

"His aunt is evil."

"Joking, seriously. Aunt pray for you and Zeya to mate. And your household will last forever."

"Aamiinu. That's how you do it."

After eating and talking for a while, Aunt Febby, her husband and son went home. Zeya went into the room and laid down her body.

Her stomach moved, Ziya rubbed it.

Forgive my dear mother, you hid the presence of both of you from your father. One day you will tell the truth. Because you also deserve to know your real father.

Zeya tried to close her eyes. But I can't. He did seem to have difficulty sleeping because of his stomach that had been bulging.

Zeya took the Quran and read it until his eyes were sleepy.

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A month has passed.

Currently, Zeya has entered her ninth month. As planned a week before giving birth, Zeya has been asked to go to the city, where the clinic belonging to Aunt Febby is located.

Today Zeya plans to go to the city, this is done so that when he will give birth there are no obstacles that must be faced.

On the eve of giving birth she stayed at a hotel closest to the clinic.

Seriate

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