
Larisa and Zayn's wedding took place two months after the family meeting. Although prepared in a relatively short time, but the event is no less luxurious than the wedding of Lalita and Rainer before. In fact, there are many media that cover because of the background of the Zayn family that is included in the sphere of powerful people. Larisa's profile is also impressive in the public eye because she is a candidate for the main manager of Arfan's hotels.
Larisa and Zayn, they look like a great bridal couple. Everyone said they were so good. They all do not know if a pair of people who are now joining each other in the bond of marriage are two people who both have 'defects', but try to cover and perfect each other.
Erick came to the wedding. This time, he was not accompanied by Shelin as he was at Lalita's wedding. The man congratulated him sincerely, and prayed for Larisa's happiness with all his heart.
After saying what he wanted to say, Erick chose to leave the festive party sooner than the other invitation. He felt he had done enough of his part. Now Lalita and Larisa have both found a companion. There was a kind of huge rock that seemed to be lifted from Erick's heart. He was relieved that the two women who had both suffered because of him had now found their happiness.
Now it's just Erick. And he did not think to look for a substitute female figure Lalita. The man didn't really expect to be happy either.
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After the wedding, Zayn and Larisa live together in a house that Arfan gives as a wedding gift. After Lalita got a similar gift when she married Erick, Larisa now also got her turn. Just a month later, Larisa and Zayn bring Zidan to their home.
"Thank you, Risa. Because of you, Mama can finally hug Zidan as much. Mama can give love to your granddaughter without having to fear anything else." Seruni, Larisa's mother-in-law thanked him while hugging and kissing Zidan with a sense of haru.
After hearing the news that Zayn and Larisa had brought Zidan home, the middle-aged woman immediately rushed to come alone.
"I also want to thank Mama, for blessing me to marry Zayn, even though Mama knows my past and also my shortcomings" Larisa said. Zayn kept Larisa a secret from all her family, but not her mother. That is because Seruni is a person who has a broad heart and is not easy to judge.
Seruni turned towards Larisa with a thin smile that was reviewed.
"Zayn has also made a big mistake, and you accept that. You even want to accept Zidan wholeheartedly. Also makes Mama finally be able to hold the grandson of Mama like this. Then what kind of daughter-in-law does Mama want?" Seruni answered.
Unknowingly Larisa's lips thinned to hear it. Since she married Zayn a while ago, there has been little interaction with Seruni. But Larisa can immediately feel if Seruni is a gentle and loving person. In contrast to his stiff and somewhat cold father-in-law, Arfan resembled in the past.
Perhaps because in the past Larisa did not feel much love Riani, now the Creator sends a figure of in-laws who are so good in return. A very special thing to be grateful for.
"In that case, I change clothes first, yes, Ma. Titip Zidan for a minute." Larisa said goodbye to enter her room because she is currently still wearing a work suit.
Seruni assented and returned to fondle Zidan with a happy look. After a long time, he was finally able to freely pour out his love for his grandson.
Larisa went into her room. She, who had originally intended to change clothes, looked careless as she saw Zayn coming from the balcony of the room. The man had left earlier than the living room because someone had contacted him.
"Papa asks us to come right now. He said there was something important that he wanted to talk to us about" Zayn said with a serious look. Of course the papa he was referring to was Zamir, his father.
Larisa was stunned for a moment.
"It looks like it is, '" said Zayn. "Prepare, we must come soon. Papa is not a patient man to wait. Zidan let us leave it to Mama first here."
Zayn opens the closet and takes a large envelope from there. I don't know what it is.
"Zay." Zayn." Larisa pulled the end of her husband's sleeve.
"Why?" ask Zayn. He could see Larisa's slightly worried expression.
"What should we tell Papa about Zidan? Then what if Papa asks me to give you a child soon?" Larisa asked back.
Zayn was silent for a moment. He watched Larisa's restless face, and then grabbed Larisa's body into his arms. Zayn knew that sooner or later this situation would come. But of course he has prepared a plan to overcome it.
"Don't worry. Leave everything to me, Risa. I won't give you any trouble" said Zayn gently.
Larisa closed her eyes for a moment while sighing deeply. The scent of Zayn's perfume inhaled his sense of smell. The smell later became his favorite. Unknowingly his hand returned Zayn's embrace. He did not understand why the anxiety he felt slowly subsided while in the arms of the husband like now.
"Don't we be honest with me, Zayn? Given my condition, as well as Zidan?" ask Larisa later.
Zayn broke his embrace and shook his head.
"You don't know my Papa, Risa," he said with a sigh. "If he knew your condition, our household would not be made quiet forever. Likewise, if he knew Zidan my son with a woman whose origins are not clear, it will make Papa wrath that affects Mama. Every mistake we make of his children, then Mama will be the hardest to bear the punishment." Zayn.
Larisa. He did not expect that a government official who had an extraordinary reputation like Zamir was as hard on his own family.
"Then how should we?" muttered Larisa later. Worry crept back into his heart. Her love for Zayn began to grow and grow along with her husband's gentle treatment of her. He also began to love Zidan. What if she is separated from her husband and children?
"Risa, look at me." Zayn grabbed the tip of Larisa's chin and directed her to look at him.
"I won't let anyone ruin our happiness. Even if it's my Papa or my brothers. Leave everything to me, okay?" Zayn.
Once again Zayn took Larisa into his arms.
"Your husband is reliable, Risa. Trust me," whispered Zayn in such a soothing tone.
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