TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 229. REUNITED.
After that incident, Ms. Zaenab seemed more silent and chose to avoid Ziva. A little more Ziva so feel calm because there is no more radio damage that will interfere with the information and his son in resting.
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Kala was relaxing after breastfeeding her baby and made her sleep soundly because of the milk mabok, a call went to Ziva's phone which was also busy surfing in the Maya world to see an interesting post according to him.
Her lips drew a smile as soon as she saw the name of who had just made a call to her. Immediately Ziva raised the call and said his greetings.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Mommy?"
"Wa'alaikumsalam, what are you again Dek?" amar's soft voice filled Ziva's eardrum, making him instantly blush.
" Just finished sleeping with your little one, no longer why do you do anything, Mas. What's wrong?"
"Mas there's good news for you, ah meaning for us deck."
Ziva's eyes sparkled. "Oh yeah? What is it, Mas?"
"Alhamdulillah, Mas got a permanent job deck."
Ziva's tears suddenly slid down without being prevented, a sense of happiness and moved made him even unable to say a word.
"Dec? You still there?" call Amar again because it never gets the voice of the lover of heart.
"Ah, i-yes Mas Ziva is still here anyway." Ziva said as he wiped the tears that kept coming down endlessly from the corner of his net, his lips covered a very sweet smile even though he knew the husband would not be able to see it.
"Aren't you happy that you got a steady job?" ask Amar again with a tone of voice that is no longer as excited as before.
Ziva shook his head quickly. "Eh, that's not it. Ziva was just shocked, moved, did not know anyway it felt mixed until he could not say the word. But for sure, Ziva is very happy to get this news from Mas, it feels like he can oasis in the middle of the desert, huh, Mas?" kekeh Ziva joked.
There was also the sound of laughter from there, accompanied by the noise of vehicles passing around Amar.
"Yes, Alhamdulillah Mas also still did not expect this. I'm going home now yeah, can't wait to tell the story directly to you, deck."
"Ah, yes Mas. Go home, I wait, yes" concluded Ziva before finally turning off his phone connection after greeting each other.
Ziva stared at his phone screen in disbelief, finally after many years with her husband could get excited again with a permanent job that he had longed for. Although Ziva does not yet know what job the husband means, but from the passionate tone of voice that she had just heard from her husband a made her sure that the job must be the job that is expected or in accordance with the interests of the husband. Ah, it feels like she can't wait to meet and chat with her husband about it soon.
Ziva returned to his body slowly beside his son, looking at him in that innocent, sinless face that was sleeping, even the baby was not at all bothered by his voice when calling earlier which might have sounded noisy and disturbing.
"Great boy, strong boy, son of Sholehah. Thank you for being present in the life of Mother and father yes," whispered Ziva while dropping a light kiss on the cheek of the baby's kingpin that always makes him anxious himself..
The tiny baby cheeked tomato squirms for a moment, before finally passing the wind and returning to sleep soundly.
Ziva stifles laughter, a voice that is usually taboo when heard from adults, apparently can sound so funny and adorable from a baby child. Ah, endless she was grateful with all the favors she had now.
"Excuse me, assalamualaikum."
Having just regained her body, the knock on the front door disturbed Ziva. His eyes that had just been closed were forced to open again because the voice did not stop. Usually Ms. Zaenab who always diligently open the door because of kepo with who came, but now after the incident of a war of mouth with Ziva and he could not answer it made him become reluctant to do so. Maybe, I don't know.
"Excuse me."
"Assalamu'alaikum."
Again, the voice again sounded a sign if indeed no one was going to open the door.
Finally, Ziva slowly came down from his bed, in his stool the pain that is still felt in the part of his birth canal that is forced to be sewn because of a postpartum tear. After that he stepped slowly and heartily, knocking at the door as if he could not wait to be opened.
"Just a second!" ziva exclaimed after being outside the room, the goal is of course so that people who are out there hear and wait patiently for him who is trying to walk closer to the closed door.
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Chequelek
Ziva turned twice the key hanging in the door hole, then pressed the handle and the door opened slowly.
"Mother?" greeting the guest for the first time, Ziva momentarily stiffened in place. His hand was still holding the handle of the cold door in his palm.
The silhouette of the face he so longed for was now before him, the shady and wise old face he had always dreamed of was now real before his eyes.
Ziva's eyes condensed again, with quick steps he carried himself into the old man's arms.
"Mr!" tergugu.
Mr. Jamal came, with a hand for him. Even though the hand was actually Zaki and Dara's gift to him.
"Sir, how are you?" mr. Jamal asked after breaking their arms and looking at Ziva's body.
"Alhamdulillah, Ziva is fine sir. How's your own father? Healthy?" sahut Ziva wiped away the tears that were still sliding down his face.
Mr. Jamal nodded, his old eyes also dewy though as hard as he could on the ground.
"Oh yes, nduk. Meet, this is Mas Zaki, he's the one who brought you here. And at the same time the best neighbor of the father," said Mr. Jamal while pointing to someone who had been standing in the corner of the terrace watching the warmth between the father and son who had not met for a long time.
Ziva looked over and smiled warmly. "Thank you very much, Mom. I wanted to take my father" he said sincerely.
Zaki nodded. "The same, Ma'am . That's all right."
"Yes, we go in first. It just so happened that Mas Amar was also on his way home. The time goes in first too yes, do not go straight home, I make tea first." Ziva looked at zaki.
At first Zaki wanted to refuse because he wanted to go home, but Mr. Jamal who continued to persuade him made it unpleasant and finally complied to at least drink a glass of water before going home.
While waiting for Ziva to enter his kitchen, Mr. Jamal and Zaki had a light chat. Fortunately, the medicine given by Zaki was quite fast to react and made Mr. Jamal no longer feel dizzy and weak.
Moments later there were footsteps from the outside of the house, followed by an open door without knocking first..
"Ziva! I asked for money, to pay ari ...."
"Well, Zaenab? You're here?" exclaimed Mr. Jamal who did not expect to meet his wife again at his son's house.
Bu Zaenab himself immediately seemed wrong, especially when he realized Zaki's presence there.