
The king of the night gives his light as soon as he is beautiful. The moonlight shone, accompanying the scattered stars.
Beautiful, one word explained the dark sky this time.
The cold wind came to spread calm in the silence of the night.
In the sheen of dark charm of the horizon, people back and forth busy with all the activities that began to be done.
In the middle of the sea of people in the capital, in one of the family restaurants a small family with other people was eating together.
The warmth slowly felt. That togetherness makes a father's feelings widen.
Ihsan, really want to be with your baby to live the days.
His request to be able to be with his beloved daughter buzzing in the sense of hearing is still uncertain.
The charming lips of the man who served as Raima's adoptive father were tightly clenched, there was no sign of wanting to answer his wishes earlier.
"Are you going to allow it Zidan?" asked Ihsan again when he did not get any reply from the other person.
Zidan cleared his throat slowly then glanced at Raima who was still enjoying her food.
He was happy to see how greedy the princess was. The round cheeks are growing like a papau.
He was angry and pinched his cheek slowly.
"Dear." Call Zidan then.
"Oh?" Raima looked at the foster father.
Both her round beads and pliable eyelashes looked at Zidan as if waiting for the next word.
"Do you want to be carried by-" Zidan turned to Ihsan to make the toddler follow his gaze.
As if understanding Zidan's words, Raima chuckled softly at her biological father.
Ihsan was moved, smiling widely, happy to get the cheerful face of the baby.
"Darling... would you like Daddy to carry a sling?" Ihsan asked as he spread out both hands.
Raima looked at her foster parents in turn as if asking for approval.
Both Ayana and Zidan, they both nodded while revealing the crescent arch.
Raima turned to her real father who still maintained the position.
"No way," he said in a soft voice and was still in trouble.
"Eh? Why not, honey?" Ihsan was stunned, her eyes were teary, disbelieving.
The mayor turned to Ayana and Zidan for help.
"Darling, this Uncle is your father too" Ayana explained, although she knew the one-and-a-half-year-old would definitely not understand.
Raima just winked funny eyes having absolutely no idea what they were talking about.
His round head turned again to Ihsan who was still looking at him softly.
"I let you take Raima, but we also have to see how her son is. If you don't want to, it's better not to be forced. We have to condition her mentally as well" said Zidan, nodding by Ayana.
"Yes, I understand. It's all my fault for ignoring my own daughter, and here's the payoff" lamented Ihsan lowered his head.
"Even I didn't accept his existence." Ihsan looked up and rubbed the top of Raima's head, dear.
"Dad is really sorry well, dear," said Ihsan again.
Without feeling any tears dripping on her white cheeks. Hurriedly the owner removed the rough while taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly.
He was aware, completely aware of Raima's current reaction to his own mistake.
Raima just looked at him with a questionable face. The baby had absolutely no idea what the adults around him were talking about.
"Mas Ihsan is calm, even though Raima currently does not know and does not want you, but I am sure. someday Raima can accept all these circumstances," said Ayana calmed down.
Ihsan just nodded in response and accepted whatever consequences he had once made.
...***...
"Do you think Raima can understand our situation?" asked Zidan who was hugging the wife from behind, while Ayana was stroking the top of her little daughter's head, dear.
They were currently lying on the bed. After dinner, Ayana and Zidan brought Raima back to her home.
They say goodbye to Ihsan and apologize if the boy still does not want to be with her.
Ihsan only accepted her understanding and let her daughter's foster parents take Raima.
"I'm sure one day Raima will be able to accept our situation. Then, if God believes we have children of our own, I will still love Raima like my own biological daughter" Ayana said with a sweet smile.
Zidan smiled and nodded in agreement.
"Yes you're right, honey. I'm not just gonna let Raima. Because he is a gift that God has given us in our little family," answered Zidan who only answered a nod by Ayana.
The three fell asleep together and were lulled into a beautiful dream.
Morning brings a new day. Everyone continued as usual.
Ayana had already returned to the gallery to finish the order of a few more people.
The plan after completing the six orders, she will first vacuum to focus on her pregnancy program.
Amidst the pleasure of receiving some visitors, Ayana is shocked by the arrival of someone.
A woman who had given birth came back to her life.
"How can you get pregnant fast if you keep busy like this? What good is a lot of money if you don't have children?"
The question immediately attracted the attention of those who were there.
Ayana and some visitors turned in the same direction as the uninvited woman came to the road.
"Master Mega?" Ayana was no longer surprised to see the woman roaming around.
"I'll send you the order later in the afternoon. Thank you so much for ordering the painting in our store," said Ayana kindly.
"Thank you, Ayana. We are glad to have been able to get amazing paintings from great painters like you. Ah, then excuse me. Assalamu'alaikum" said one of them inviting the others to leave.
"Wa'alaikumsalam."
Ayana invited them and led them to the exit.
Not long after that, Ayana again faced off with Mega. This brother of his father-in-law always came to be a parasite.
"I don't think we have any more business, Auntie. The problem of the child or whatever it is has nothing to do with Auntie," retorted Ayana cuek.
"You-you"
"I'm sorry, disturbing.. It seems like there is tension here? I don't mean to interfere, but if this concerns Ayana, I can't let it go. Do you want me to call security or go out on my own? This public place you better pay attention to attitude." Jasmine comes to Ayana's aid.
Mega immediately went up with a dark face looking at them alternately.
"Can you bring an accomplice? That's so rude." Mega tearing does not accept.
"Not as rude as your mother, is she, Auntie? You better get out before we call security," continued Ayana who further added to the frustration in Mega's heart.
The woman stomped one leg while watching the two take turns.
He did not believe the intention of wanting to tell the wife of his nephew not to be too busy working even get unusual.
"I know from Zidan that if they want to get pregnant, can she tarnish my good intentions? Ooh, I can't believe it!" babble Mega all along her foot stepped.
Ayana and Jasmine looked at each other then smiled briefly.
Ayana again made surprised to get the unimportant things to disturb her household.
She hopes that after this she and Zidan can focus on her pregnancy program.
He also hopes that there is the best result they can get.